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Chapter 79 - 52 High Priests Invade The Noctyra Corporation

Chapter 79: 52 High Priests Invade The Noctyra Corporation

Recalling the Noctyra Corporation’s headquarters which was in Switzerland, Ainsworth pondered, ’The Church of Evolution’s branch in Switzerland isn’t really that big and prominent.’

’Furthermore, I can’t delay Main Mission 4 since it requires me to protect Dr. Grimhart. In other words, if he dies, Main Mission 4 might be labeled as failed, which would reduce my team’s otherworld mission score.

’It seems, the best approach is that I teleport fifty of my High Priests and let them raid the Noctyra Corporation. I can use a future sight and imaging superpower to print the appearance of Dr. Grimhart on paper and let my High Priests know which one to kidnap.’

’In the worst care scenario, I can use Override: Ultimate Freedom and brute force my way into the Noctyra Corporation to find and kidnap Dr. Grimhart. As long as I kidnap him and lock him up in an underground laboratory, that would be considered as protecting him since he wouldn’t be harmed if he is locked up from the dangerous outside world.’

’After locking him up, I can then let my believers who used to be researchers and scientists cooperate with him in researching the cure for the zombie virus. But I’d only allow that after I assimilate Dr. Grimhart into my Hive Mind.’

For the convenience of his believers, Ainsworth had duplicated mind and research-related superpowers to his researchers and scientists. Because of that, if given enough time, they wouldn’t necessarily be worse than Dr. Grimhart when it came to researching the Erebos Virus.

If not for Main Mission 4, Ainsworth would have preferred to just steal all the research data of Noctyra Corporation and give it all to his believers. That way, they could just replicate Project Revenant but make it even better.

’I don’t know if Dr. Grimhart will cooperate with me or not. However, I never had to worry about cooperation and interests from the natives in this world since Rian, Dante, and I have arrived at this world.’

’After all, my Hive Mind easily solved all of those problems and the same could be used against Dr. Grimhart even if he willingly cooperated. I wouldn’t dare to use the Hive Mind on my friends and fellow awakeners but using it on these Otherworld natives is within my bottom line.’

Not minding his lack of morality, Ainsworth then contemplated, ’Although I’m invincible, it’s still better to send 50 High Priests to invade Noctyra Corporation and kidnap Dr. Grimhart.’

’There’s no point in starting a cult if I do everything by myself. As the Virus God of Evolution, it’s befitting of my status to just use my believers as chess pieces as I become the dark hand behind the scenes.’

’With my power comparable to that of a Zombie Overlord and Evolver Overlord, it’s almost impossible for those terrans to threaten my life. Nonetheless, it doesn’t hurt to be cautious since the Noctyra Corporation was still the mastermind behind the zombie virus outbreak so I still have to give them face for that.’

’After all, I’m not certain if they have created a device that weakens zombies and evolvers. Furthermore, it’s still uncertain if they had cultivated the Erebos Virus at a rank higher than the global evolution speed of the virus.’

’Sending dozens of Evolver Kings and an Evolver Emperor should be enough face for them.’

When Ainsworth imagined the scene of powerful Evolver Kings and Evolver Emperors raiding a mere corporation, he looked forward to whether Dr. Grimhart and those bosses in the Noctyra Corporation would feel flattered by how much face he had given them.

Wanting to get this over with, Ainsworth contacted his believers via the Hive Mind and started commanding them on their next mission.

After they heard their Lord God’s decree, two Evolver Emperors volunteered to lead the 50 Evolver Kings.

As much as Ken Rogers and other Evolver Emperors in the Church of Evolution wanted to participate, they knew that they couldn’t leave their respective cathedrals or else the Church wouldn’t have any powerhouse on standby.

After their preparations, an Evolver King with a space-based superpower teleported all 52 of them into Switzerland where the Noctyra Corporation was located.

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—Eurafrasia Continent, Switzerland—

The wind blew gently while the sun shone brightly.

Due to the properties of the strange sunlight, zombies rarely sunbathed and roamed the streets. Most of them were staying inside the buildings with some buildings even showing signs of cracks and dilapidation.

Compared to those buildings that deteriorated due to lack of proper care, a series of buildings stood out.

Towering over the ruined cityscape was a complex of sleek, reinforced structures. They remained untouched by time, war, or decay.

The headquarters of Noctyra Corporation was made up of several interconnected buildings, each covered in reflective black glass that shimmered under the distorted sunlight. Not a single crack or speck of dirt tainted their surfaces as if they stood outside the apocalypse entirely.

Surrounding the entire compound was a massive steel wall. Twenty meters high and forged from unknown alloys, the wall stretched for kilometers, forming a perfect square that sealed the facility within.

The main gates remained sealed tight, while automated turrets were positioned along each corner of the perimeter. Above, drones patrolled the skies in slow, calculated loops.

The place was alive. Not with humans, but with machinery and a sinister presence that kept the outside world at bay.

Despite the world collapsing into chaos, Noctyra Corporation stood strong. Zombies never swarmed this place like they did other cities and settlements.

A few strays occasionally wandered close, only to turn away without cause. Some said the area was protected by experimental pheromone-based repellents. Others whispered that the Erebos Virus itself refused to attack the place it was born in.

The truth was unknown. What everyone agreed on was that Noctyra wasn’t just another pharma giant. It was the birthplace of the virus. The origin of everything.

The streets around the facility were too clean. The ground too smooth. There were no vines, no cracks, and no bloodstains. As if whatever horrors had once approached this place had been swept away by something mechanical and efficient.

But more than that, there was silence.

No screaming. No gunfire. Not even the moaning of the undead.

Just silence.

Even the wind didn’t howl as loudly here. It was as if the air itself had learned to be quiet. The absence of sound only deepened the feeling of wrongness that clung to the place like a second skin.

Inside the compound, uniformed guards in black exosuits marched through metal corridors. Their helmets concealed their faces. Their weapons looked far too advanced for any civilian security team.

With every step, the sound of boots hitting steel echoed through the interior. Their movements were sharp, robotic, and without hesitation.

Security towers overlooked the perimeter from the inside. Each tower contained high-grade scanning equipment and signal jammers that interfered with external surveillance. The walls weren’t just built to keep threats out, but to keep secrets in.

Strangely enough, the facility remained fully operational.

Lights still shone from within the buildings. Surveillance cameras rotated silently. HVAC systems hummed in the background.

Lab technicians moved inside, visible through windows, still dressed in their sterile white coats and masks.

They worked calmly and methodically as if the collapse of civilization was something happening in another country, not just outside their walls.

The highest building in the facility, rising above the rest like a corporate spire, bore the symbol of Noctyra Corporation—a minimalist double helix flanked by two angular wings, etched in chrome against black glass.

It gave the impression of scientific ambition and progress, masking the darker truth behind its creation. The building was rumored to house the core labs and the command center where Project Revenant began.

And it was there that Dr. Elias Grimhart remained.

He was not the CEO. He was not a public figure. But everyone in the higher circles of this broken world knew his name. The scientist who created the Erebos Virus. The one responsible for rewriting the future of humanity.

At that very moment, the arrival of 52 powerful figures in Switzerland changed the atmosphere.

Somewhere deep inside the facility, an array of monitors lit up in crimson red. Security alerts blared, bathing the control room in flashing lights. Operators scrambled to respond as new data flowed into the system.

A cold, artificial voice echoed through the speakers.

"Unidentified teleportation detected. Coordinate breach in progress. Activate Protocol Black Cell. All units prepare for potential assault."

Outside the heavily guarded perimeter of the Swiss Noctyra facility, the atmosphere grew dense. Static rippled through the clouds above. Birds that had been nesting in the nearby cliffs fled in a panicked swarm.

The ground trembled—not from seismic activity, but from something far more precise.

A crack formed in the air just two kilometers from the facility. Then another. Fifty-two rifts bloomed like ink dispersing in water, each no larger than a man’s height, yet humming with compressed dimensional force.

Within the control room, one of the operators gasped.

"We’re picking up... high-mass signatures. Fifty-two of them. All entering simultaneously."