Chapter 546: Chapter 546

Fourth floor of the Golden Tower.

“Puhuhut. Olga family, I have arrived, meow!”

Theo, who came out of the bag of the legendary merchant wandering the Nine Towers, announced his arrival.

“Vice Chairman Theo~nim, you’ve arrived?”

The elves, who had joined Sejun Company and were selling Sejun’s crops to the Olga family, approached Theo and greeted him.

The elves were no longer in the skinny, malnourished state they had been in before. They looked healthy, as if they were eating well.

This was thanks to the changes that had occurred in the Golden Tower over time.

She cautiously observed Sejun with a tense expression.

“Flamie, are you feeling better now?”

But Sejun expression remained unchanged..

[Yes! I feel much better now!]

Flamie responded brightly, smiling widely at Sejun’s question.

Hehe. This seal is really good.

Thanks to the Trial’s statue perfectly sealing her powers, Sejun remained fine even after using powers on Flamie.

So Flamie felt relieved that she was perfectly sealed.

[Heheh. It’s so warm.]

Sejun’s aura of sunlight, an additional effect of his Growing Seed job talent, made his palm a supremely cozy resting place.

Focusing on the warm touch of Sejun, who gently stroked her leaves, Flamie quietly settled down.

It was the unique way a tree, which couldn’t sleep, rested.

Sejun gazed quietly at Flamie, who had gone silent.

What should I do with our Flamie being so fragile…

He looked at her with worried eyes.

‘Great Hybrid Chairman Park, now is not the time to be worrying about Flamie, meow.’

‘Dad, Flamie noona is way stronger than you.’

Theo and Cuengi looked at Sejun with sympathetic expressions.

[Butler! Play with me too!]

Only Blackie was an exception.

Having often seen Sejun act this way, any sense of pity Blackie might have felt had long disappeared.

[Butler, I’m hurt too…]

“Huh?! Where does it hurt?”

“Tsk. You ate too much earlier. You really are such a sunfish. Come here.”

Blackie had realized it was more fun to tease Sejun.

“Blackie, follow me, meow!”

[Blackie, it seems we need to have a long-overdue chat!]

As long as he didn’t get caught by his older brothers, of course.

Creator God’s Temple.

[The planet Moak has fallen to the invasion of the Seventh Calamity, the Planet-Destroying Turtle.]

[The Black Tower’s Tower Farmer Park Sejun and his companions have defeated Kraken, the sea-devouring monster and 6th seat of the Apostle of Destruction, and saved Hamk.]

[The planet Gamo has fallen to the invasion of the Seventh Calamity, the Planet-Destroying Turtle.]

Amid messages of destruction, there was one message of salvation, like a much-needed rain.

With Sejun and his companions’ power, it should have been absolutely impossible to defeat the Kraken…

The Creator God stared at the message, puzzled.

Even though there were eight beings in Sejun’s group that possessed the souls of the Apostles of Destruction, they were merely the former Apostles in soul, their strength was minimal.

Not to mention Sejun’s utterly weak power.

Theo, Cuengi, Paespaes, and Iona were strong, but not to the extent of inflicting significant damage on an Apostle of Destruction.

There was no clear explanation, yet Sejun and his companions seemed to win in situations where victory seemed impossible.

Not just once, but multiple times.

For some unknown reason, things that shouldn’t have been possible became possible when they were together…

Even the Creator God, who could see through all natural laws, didn’t know what mysterious force was working among them. A force that bound them tightly.

“Should I take a gamble on them?”

The Creator God began to contemplate deeply with a serious expression.

Thanks to Sejun taming as many as nine Apostles of Destruction, the speed of the Calamities’ invasions had significantly slowed down.

But the world was already like a ship sinking into the sea, slowly heading towards destruction.

The black crystal that Emila and Amur were touching turned white, and the waypoint connected to the Land of Destruction began to activate.

“Creator God, we’re heading out.”

The two Apostles of Creation moved to the Land of Destruction through the waypoint.

The two returned, drenched in blood, gasping for breath.

Combat Shop Headquarters.

Why isn’t my method working?

Hunt, the God of Hunting, had once again had his pride shattered.

There’s definitely something I don’t know about.

He was carefully observing Theo to figure out how to approach him.

“What?! Battler-nim! Theo already has a butler who feeds him.”

He protested to Battler as he watched Theo happily eating grilled fish that he had received from Sejun.

“Butler?! So the one who feeds him is the butler?”

“Sigh. I clearly wrote it in 1000 Ways to Completely Win a Cat’s Heart, Chapter 1: ‘If there’s already a butler feeding the cat, it’s easier to just find another cat.’”

He spoke in a dejected tone.

“Did you? I must’ve skipped over the first chapter. So, is there no way?”

“Hmph. I am Hunt, the God of Hunting. There is no prey I cannot catch. I’ll descend myself and tame that cat, Theo.”

Boasting loudly to Battler, Hunt began searching the area around Theo.

Alright. That one will do.

He dropped his divine relic in front of a Black Minotaur who was tilling the soil.

It was an attempt to descend through the divine relic.

Sending a divine relic to a specific location was a method that consumed a great deal of divine power and was rarely used, but,

My pride is at stake!

Recovering his pride was far more important.

Woo Cheon-sam (Minotaur 1003), who had been tilling the ground, noticed the antique-looking bow lying on the ground.

[Sejun-nim, there’s something here!]

He called out to Sejun, who was planting seeds nearby.

After being caught as a thief by Theo in the past, Woo Cheon-sam (Minotaur 1003) had developed the habit of not picking up anything that had fallen to the ground without first confirming it with Sejun.

Sejun approached after hearing Woo Cheon-sam’s (Minotaur 1003) call.

Why would something be here?

The moment Sejun grabbed the bow,

Damn it, it’s a chick instead of a pheasant!

Hunt, the God of Hunting, had no choice but to descend into Sejun’s body.

Whether the descent had gone wrong, Hunt found himself in the middle of a forest.

[What do you think you’re doing?!]

A colossal tree, so enormous that it couldn’t be captured in a single glance, stood at the center of the forest and glared at Hunt with hostility.

Don’t disturb my vacation!

Roots large enough to cover the sky began crashing down on Hunt.

“Huh?! Flamie, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?”

Sejun, noticing Flamie frowning, looked at her with worried eyes.

[Heheh. No, I’m fine. I just feel a little stiff. I think it’s time to move around a bit!]