The Regressor Makes it All - Chapter 308
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#Regressor makes it all Chapter 308
Kugu Palace!
The cathedral, which could not withstand the slash of the great sword, began to collapse in the air, being split in half, and the black curtain that covered the sky also crumbled like glass.
A huge scar created by his own slash. And at the sight of the blue sky beyond that, Sehun Lee felt his heart swell.
Pew-!
At the same time, my heart exploded.
“Cheuk!”
A hole the size of a fist pierced through the pit of the stomach with no time to react.
A magic weapon that was used excessively while injured. In addition, the recoil of the great sword he had just swung was added, and the heart that had concentrated the mana burst completely.
“Ugh… … .”
A situation where the heart has gone beyond being punctured and exploded at all.
In fact, it was as if he was about to die, but Lee Se-hoon didn’t think it was a big deal even though he vomited up a bowl of blood.
Whoops!
As soon as there is a scar on the body, a bright light bursts out from the great sword and penetrates into the pit of the stomach.
Then, as if rewinding time, all the wounds disappeared neatly, and the regenerated heart beat violently again, moving the blood flow that had stopped for a while.
“Whoa… … .”
Lee Se-hun, who quickly returned his body to normal with the Yeongyeonsin magic, looked down at the pit of the stomach through the hole in his clothes.
‘It’s been a while since my heart burst… … .’
It was something that other people would only experience once in their lives, but Lee Se-hoon, who had extraordinary vitality thanks to the Yeongyeonsin Magic, suffered similar wounds many times.
To some extent, before returning, there were rumors that he had left out his heart during the Manma War with the Human Union.
Thanks to that unintentional experience, Lee Se-hoon was able to check his condition without much panic, despite suffering a fatal heart attack.
‘I expected it to some extent, but… … It seems that the condition of the soul was worse than I thought.’
Previously, I had heard a warning from Binggyeon in my dream to refrain from using bloody weapons, but I never thought it would be this much.
At least it was the great holy sword, so I handed it over safely.
‘But this side is not good either.’
Outwardly, a clean body with no scars.
But on the inside, terrible things were happening beyond anyone else’s imagination.
Poop!
Magical powers controlled by Yeongyeonsin Magic run amok, and organs, blood vessels, and magic circuits constantly explode and regenerate repeatedly.
The limit of the soul, the phenomenon of collapse of images, which was thought to come someday, is occurring throughout the body.
‘I’ve been through this once, but it still feels dirty… … .’
Even though both feet are stepping on the ceiling of the cathedral, a floating feeling as if falling somewhere wraps around the whole body.
An empty yet chilling sensation, as if something filling one’s body was leaking somewhere.
In a sense of exhaustion that was incomparable to ordinary exhaustion, Lee Se-hoon raised the regenerative power of the great sword and braced himself with Yeongyeonsin magic.
‘Not yet.’
It’s the situation he wanted, but if he gets swept away without properly finishing the battlefield in front of him, it’s no different from self-destruction.
After taking a breath and calming down, Lee Se-hoon looked at the apostate who had fallen down.
Jeruk-
An apostate barely standing against the wall.
There was a diagonal cut from the right shoulder to the left side of the waist, but the wound was so deep that if it had been dug a little further, the body would have been split in two.
Of course, considering the power of the apostate, it was enough to easily restore either divine magic or the body’s regenerative power.
Fuquaak!
The scars left by the great sword did not allow it.
“Keugh… … .”
A sexual instrument created by Patriarch Kamal and other church members who survived until the end, giving their lives.
The holy power of the great sword, which was created only to kill demons and demons, takes root in the wound and gnaws through the whole body.
Cheeik!
A golden crack spreading from the wound.
The apostate vomited the blood that rose up to his throat as he burned helplessly.
“Cool!”
The pure white cotton thread was stained with dark red blood and covered my eyes.
The apostate furrowed his eyes at that stuffy sight, nervously tore off the soiled cotton thread and tossed it to the side.
“… … !”
The bare face of an apostate first revealed before and after returning.
Lee Se-hoon, who had been staring blankly at the figure, belatedly realized who the face resembled and widened his eyes.
“you… … That face… … .”
Dark hair and pale white skin.
He was pale like a corpse and had a slightly different impression because he was skinny, but his face looked just like Karl Andersen’s everywhere.
“Cool… … why. Is my appearance funny?”
“… … .”
“Whoops… … Thinking about it, I couldn’t help but laugh. Where else is there a guy who worships the enemy and even imitates his face?”
Seeing the apostate smiling self-deprecatingly, Sehun Lee looked at him with a strange expression.
The appearance of the devil varies greatly depending on the skill or image possessed, but basically follows the person’s ‘desire’.
It is to mutate the body by amplifying the power, purpose, and mind that one desires.
‘Is that how big the existence of the sword is?’
An apostate who tried to escape from the god of pilgrimage, the golden ring, even betraying his benefactor and teacher who saved him.
Several thoughts swirled in Lee Se-hoon’s head about the secret he did not know before returning.
‘What the hell is that ring?’
Is there a purpose hidden there that he is unaware of, or is it really simply existing there like a law of nature?
I had thought that the god of the pilgrimage was suspicious before, but as I awakened to the divine power and saw the piece, more and more questions arose.
When Lee Se-hoon was lost in thought for a while.
“… … Not bad.”
The apostate who looked at him smiled.
“I thought it would be best to bring you in, but… … An ending like this wouldn’t be bad either.”
“What do you mean?”
“you also… … Cool!”
The apostate who tried to answer vomited blood again.
He was somehow holding on to his life, but at the point where his wounds didn’t regenerate, the apostate was already dead.
In addition, the collapse of the curtain that isolated it from the outside. Both of them maintained this bizarre confrontation because they knew that it would end in one way or another.
“Whoa… … You would have known if you had seen them. A ticker is not a normal being.”
“… … .”
“You seem to be trying to think with many possibilities open… … I will tell you for sure.”
The apostate looked at Lee Se-hoon and his eyes lit up.
“They are no longer human.”
“What nonsense… … .”
“If you’re talking about differences in the body, you better think differently. You know where the towers and swamps came from.”
Lee Se-hoon’s eyes narrowed at the story of the apostate.
The Tower of Heroes and the Swamp of Manma are said to have originated from the Golden Ring. In other words, the apostate is saying that there is essentially no difference between heroes and demons.
“I still don’t know if that guess is true, and even if that’s true, I can’t see heroes and demons as the same species.”
“It would be like that if it were a hero and a demon. But now I’m talking about those monsters who reached the top of the tower.”
The apostate who looked at Lee Se-hoon spoke happily while spitting up blood and pieces of intestines.
“The swamp is a place to fall. That’s why anyone who steps in once can reach their ‘end’… … .”
“… … .”
“But the top is different. It’s not made for anyone to reach the top, it’s a sorting field that sorts out those who have no choice but to get there… … That is the top.”
Lee Se-hoon’s eyes sank at the story of the apostate.
It was not because he climbed the Tower of Heroes to the top that he became a perfect person, but because he was able to become a perfect person, he was able to climb to the top.
It was just that the before and after were reversed, but the difference was by no means small.
“On what criteria did the disaster, which did not distinguish between good and evil, select those who reached the summit? I don’t know, but… … Anything is out of the ordinary… … .”
slippery
The apostate slowly sat down on the floor, as if it was difficult to stand still.
An apostate who tells himself the secrets of the Tower of Heroes and the climber even as death approaches. Lee Se-hoon looked at him with a strange expression.
“Why are you telling me this?”
It’s good to know the fact that you didn’t know, but what’s the benefit of this conversation to the dying apostate.
To Lee Se-hoon’s question, the apostate answered with a fading breath.
“Because you are an insignificant being… … .”
“what?”
“Unstable to climb, and solid to fall at the end… … You are the gray being who cannot be black or white.”
The apostate looked up at Sehun Lee and raised the corner of his mouth.
“Can you just leave the black and white on both ends? No, it can’t be. It’s just a difference in order.”
“… … .”
“Sehun Lee. You complete my god. Then my death today will remain as a ‘martyr’ who delivered the mission.”
The apostate with a bright smile looked at Sehun Lee.
“If that’s the end, I won’t accept it.”
Lee Se-hoon tried to say something at the sight of the apostate smiling with satisfaction even though he was dying, but soon stopped.
What’s the use of saying anything to a guy who labels being killed by a dog for being careless by a first-year cadet as a martyr?
‘This is why I shouldn’t hang out with pseudos.’
I don’t know if it’s because of the conversation we just had or because the imagery is collapsing, but I feel sick to my stomach.
At that time, Lee Se-hoon sighed at that unpleasant sensation.
“This… … .”
An apostate suddenly looking up at the sky. Then, after making a strange expression, he lowered his head again and looked at Lee Se-hoon, who was standing there calmly.
“… … Can you afford it?”
I thought I was waiting for something, but I never imagined that I was really waiting for you.
Lee Se-hoon calmly answered the question of the apostate who looked at him with disbelief.
“I’ll try to do as much as I can.”
shit-
The blue sky stretched beyond the curtain.
A crack seemed to spread between them, but after a while, dozens of black pillars moved left and right and tore through the space.
Pakaang!
A dark subspace appeared breaking the blue sky.
And the monster, the owner of the black pillars and fingers that tore the space from the inside, slowly stretched out.
Quaang!
Its four unusually long arms supported the ground like a beast’s legs, and its huge body, which reached hundreds of meters, made a shadow and showed its face.
Eyes, nose and mouth that were tightly sewn together, and a black body that was stitched like rags. Lee Se-hun narrowed his eyes at the appearance of the monster he had seen before returning.
‘Is it Ymir?’
It is one of the planet predators that eat away at the stars just by its existence, and a bioweapon that has been modified tens of thousands of times by the Adjuster.
The giant god Ymir, who destroyed countless cities before returning, appeared here to capture Lee Se-hoon.
“now. There is no time, so move quickly!”
The tuner riding on Ymir’s shoulder gave an order by slapping the scruff of the neck, and at the same time, the threads connected to Ymir’s body moved.
Kwaaang!!!
Ymir’s hands crushed the cathedral where Lee Se-hoon and the apostate were located. Seeing this, the tuner was startled and exclaimed.
“sleep… … You are too strong!”
[Noisy. Do you know how difficult it is to move a piece of meat like this?]
The puppeteer who manipulated Ymir in the laboratory responded nervously to the tuner’s complaint.
Originally, Ymir should have moved directly according to the order of the tuner, but since it is still unfinished and does not respond properly, the puppeteer is manipulating it instead.
“Looking at it just now, it looks like it was trying to escape with space magic, did you get it right?”
[I got it, so get ready to fall… … hmm?]
The thread suddenly started to tremble. The puppet master’s eyes widened at the sensation he felt at the end.
‘You’re pushing this?’
Little by little, Ymir’s hands are being pushed back.
How could a guy who had just fought an apostate who was not in perfect condition exert such power?
‘for a moment.’
Feeling something unusual, the puppeteer suddenly looked down at the tropical rain forest, which was hidden by the apostate sanctuary.
A land that has been horribly destroyed by the laws of Sanctuary. However, it is too neat to see that two S-class heroes, especially Ryu Eun-ha, went on a rampage.
‘no way… … .’
The moment the puppeteer hurriedly tried to move Ymir at the possibility that popped into his head.
Quadduk-
The sound of chewing iron echoed in Ymir’s hands.
Kwaaang!!!
Ymir’s hand, which had been tightly interlocked, was horribly smashed and bounced away, revealing the figures of those who had been trapped inside until just now.
Ryu Eun-ha, who is shaking as if sparks are about to explode from the pit of the stomach, and Lee Se-hoon, who is clutching a greatsword that has been eaten by someone.
Whoo!!
The puppeteer, who anticipated the situation, hurriedly swung Ymir’s remaining arm at the two.
An overwhelming attack as if an entire huge building were flying.
In front of that terrifying scene, Ryu Eun-ha clenched her fist as hard as she could instead of running away with Lee Se-hoon.
“Huh… … !”
Wow!
I crushed both of Ymir’s fists by facing each other with all my might.
────!
Ymir, who had all his hands smashed by Ryu Eun-ha, burst into tears in pain, and the shock from his fists spread throughout his body.
Fuhuaak!
Ymir’s body, which had been patched up like rags, was torn as black blood was squeezed out, and the puppeteer’s threads broke one after another.
[what… … !]
Overwhelming power that ignores even hundreds of times the difference in physique.
The puppeteer was startled by the blow, as if they had been waiting for this moment and gathered their strength, and the tuner also made a puzzled expression.
‘for a moment… … Could it be that he fought the apostate alone and won?’
Unlike the observers, the Adjuster, who was well aware of Lee Se-hoon’s abilities, expected the apostate to lose.
But that’s the story of when you get help from your allies.
No matter how much Lee Se-hoon learned various powers, he could not have imagined that he would win alone.
‘What kind of bastard… … .’
Lee Se-hoon hides and prepares more numbers than they do. When the Tuner is in awe at the unexpected power.
Whoo!
Space magic activated once again.
Then, Arya Myers, a blonde swordsman who hadn’t been seen before, appeared next to Lee Se-hoon with a golden sword shining brilliantly.
“ah. Damn-”
The sword energy, compressed to its limit, cut cleanly through Ymir’s neck and the body of the Adjuster.