Absolute Regression - Chapter 358



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Absolute Return Episode 358

Episode 358: If I get stabbed twice, you get stabbed once too.

Visain steeled his resolve and calmed his mind.

‘You can do it, you can win.’

It was an absolutely unfavorable fight. The evil spirits were in the same ranks as the Seven Great Apostles, so even if they fought in a close match, the problem was with themselves.

He lacked both internal energy and actual combat experience. Furthermore, while they had been traveling the martial arts world together their entire lives, today was the first time he had come into contact with a monster.

But I am not afraid. I have been like that since I tried to send away the evil with good intentions. I have changed. And above all.

‘I am the successor of the Apostolic Alliance.’

A fight without regrets even if I die!

Visain’s expression became grave. His already scary face looked even scarier.

-Take the one on the left.

The evil spirit asked the villain to take charge of the Hell Sword. It wasn’t just because the calm Thousand-Hand Sword was more difficult to deal with.

Given his temperament and personality, Yeomra Sword would try to play with Bisain. If Bisain held out for as long as possible, he would somehow kill Cheon Soo Sword and help him.

-I won’t be able to hold out for long.

Visain received the teachings of the Apostolic Alliance’s unique martial art, the Hegemon Heavenly Sword Technique.

However, the only technique that can still be used is the first sword, Baekcheon style. Furthermore, since he is still only at the fourth level, he must be hit precisely.

‘You only get one chance.’

In order to get that opportunity, Visain planned to fight by using his own martial art, Chuhon Sa Geom (追魂四劍), which he had learned before learning the Paewang Jincheon Sword Technique.

As the evil spirit walked towards the Thousand-Hand Sword, Bisain naturally stood facing the Hell’s Sword.

The prayer of the living Yeomra Sword was great. Just looking at him made me feel tense, as if I didn’t know when or what number would fly out and stab my heart. Bisain asked him with all his nerves tense.

“You guys know you’re dead.”

“You saved me.”

“you guys?”

“Yeah, you guys.”

The Visans could tell that the Apostle had saved them.

“Who sent you here?”

“I said it was you guys.”

I felt hostility towards the Apostolic Alliance. In the end, they were just swords used by the Apostolic Alliance. That sword was not a chicken knife, but a cow knife.

Yeomra Sword drew his sword and flew lightly.

Chae-Ang!

The two men’s swords clashed once. Beyond the crossed swords, Bisain glared at the Sword of Hell. They only exchanged a single move, but it hurt as if his arm was going to fall off.

‘How sick are you?’

But the expression on Yeomra’s face was calm.

Champ champ champ champ champ!

In an instant, there were more than a dozen exchanges of attacks, and then the two swords faced each other again.

“As expected, So Myeong-ju is So Myeong-ju.”

However, when he saw the trembling arms of the Visine, leisure flowed from the eyes of the King of Hell.

“I never thought that the day would come in my life when I would kill the Little Prince.”

“If you kill me, will the leader leave you alone?”

“I just did what you told me to do. What if you just leave me alone?”

Who on earth are you talking about? Visain was very curious about the person behind it.

“Little Leader, don’t blame me.”

“Why should I blame you? If you get stabbed, you should blame the person who stabbed you. I will blame you, as you said.”

It was said with the intention of making him angry, but Yeomra Sword was calmer than he looked.

“Okay, let’s both blame the one holding the knife.”

“Would you please give me the go-ahead?”

“I’m asking you, So Maeng Ju, so you have to grant me this much.”

As the Bisain who had been facing each other with his sword stepped back, he was the first to use his inner strength. Bisain did not spare his inner strength.

The best sword of the Chuhonsa Sword is the soul-slicing sword.

From the sword of the Visain, pure white black energy rose like a wave and flew in.

Kwaang!

The axis of the earth shook with a loud noise. Despite such a powerful attack, the Hell Sword unleashed its sword energy to dispel the incoming attack.

They were pushed back by the shock, but Visain was pushed back a few more steps.

“If my internal energy wasn’t lacking, I could have easily dealt with you.”

Then, the Hell Sword snorted and saw through Bisain’s intentions.

“You’ve been making useless efforts since earlier. Do I look like someone low-class who would fall for such provocations?”

“If that were the case, there would be no need for this provocation.”

Visain treated him politely, not out of respect for him, but so as not to get excited.

‘It’s disadvantageous if we drag it into a melee.’

He had to lead them to a level of martial arts fighting. Not only did he have the Heavenly Sword Technique that he had learned, he was also certain that the Chuhonsa Sword was a higher level martial art than the sword technique that Yeomra Sword had learned. He had to somehow properly utilize this level of martial arts.

“Little Leader, no matter what you do, it will be useless.”

“Look at the number and tell me.”

The soul-binding sword of the Chuhonsa sword, Jaygeom.

Five streaks of black energy flew left and right, as if five living dragons were attacking him.

Sword energy poured out from the sword of the King of Hell. They were wolves that were eating dragons. The dragons that were not yet fully grown were all eaten by the wolves that were as big as monsters.

Neither the third sword, Iron Soul, nor the fourth sword, Mad Soul, could work on the Hell’s Sword.

The Sword of Hell proved with his skills what it meant to be one of the Seven Great Masters of the Apostles. On the other hand, the more anxious Bisain became, the less powerful his swordsmanship became.

“Wait a minute! Let’s take a break and then fight!”

The King of Hell openly laughed at Visain’s words.

“If you stall, do you think the monster will come to your aid?”

“Do you think so?”

“On the other hand, you would have to deal with both of us?”

The two people naturally watched the fight between the evil spirit and the Thousand-Hand Sword.

The evil Iron Man was truly amazing. He was dodging and receiving the Thousand-Hand Sword’s attacks with his bare body and counterattacking.

Oh my god!

The evil spirit’s elbow flew towards Cheon Soo Geum’s chest as he dodged the flying sword.

Chonsoogeom swung his sword, barely avoiding the blow. This time, his sword passed over the monster’s neck.

A burst of energy erupted from the tip of the monster’s fist that flew in again.

Phew!

The Thousand-Hand Sword twisted its body to dodge, and this time the sword energy that was emitted swept through the place where the evil spirit was standing. The evil spirit did not dodge by jumping far away. It tried its best not to increase the distance.

It was a very close match. A fight was unfolding in which one mistake could cost one’s life.

Visain and Yeomrageom stood for a moment and watched the breathtaking battle.

“If you really trust your friends, let’s wait until this fight is over. I’ll gladly take on both of you.”

But their fight was too close for that.

“If that trick had worked, would we have survived until now?”

Yeomra Sword swung his sword and struck.

Champ champ champ!

Not only was my internal energy different, but there was also a huge difference in my fighting experience.

Since the Hell’s Sword had been through all kinds of battles, it wasn’t easy for Bisain to seize the opportunity.

grasp!

Blood spurted from Visain’s arm.

Shhhh!

That moment of shock was a crisis. The attack from the Hell Sword that followed was fierce.

‘It’s too late to avoid it!’

But the next moment, the one who dodged was Yeomra Sword. The evil spirit had come to save Bisain.

Phew!

The monster, rushing in as fast as lightning, tried to blow away the Hell’s Sword using its back and shoulders.

Because it was such a large attack, the Hell Sword withdrew and dodged the attack.

Phew!

However, he had to pay a price for leaving the fight while holding the Thousand-Hand Sword. The flying sword energy struck the evil spirit in the back.

The monster let out a groan and spat out blood. Its body was prevented from being cut by its self-defense weapon, but it was shocked as its internal organs shook.

At that moment, the sword of the Hell Ra Sword flew towards the evil spirit’s neck.

Chae-ae-aeng!

This time, Visain flew and saved the monster.

The monster wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The Sword of Hell spoke to the evil spirit.

“You’re not that kind of person, are you? What on earth did you expect from the leader?”

“When I decided to receive something from the So Myeong Ju, I wasn’t this desperate, but now that I’ve decided not to receive anything, I feel like I absolutely have to save him.”

The Yeomra Sword and the Cheonsu Sword exchanged glances with expressions of incomprehension.

Only Visain understood what the monster had said, because he too had been there.

I had an experience where I felt at ease when I was facing death. That’s why I was able to send the evil spirit away with kind words.

“Thank you in advance. I don’t think I’ll have a chance to tell you.”

The evil spirit shook its head firmly at the gratitude of the defeated Visain.

“Say thank you after you win.”

Bisain felt it in the eyes directed at him. It wasn’t just something he said to make people like it. It was a message to really win.

“You’re fighting well now. You’re fighting much better than I thought. Trust me.”

At that moment, a flame blazed in Visain’s heart. Just a moment ago, he had been thinking of giving up. He was dominating the thought that he would use Baekcheonshik as his last move, and if that didn’t work, he would lose.

It suddenly occurred to me that I might have taken the wrong direction in this fight.

‘What if we really fought skill against skill instead of just going for the one chance?’

No matter what anyone said, he was the proud successor to the Apostolic Alliance. Why didn’t he become the successor because he had something? Something that wouldn’t easily die in a place like this.

‘Yeah, don’t underestimate me. This is the time to brag!’

Visain rushed in, burning his heart that was about to give up with such passion.

Dozens of sword lines cut through the air, and sparks flew whenever swords clashed. The fighting was similar to before, but it was clearly a different fight.

Now, Visain did not aim for a single stroke of conversion. Because he had that single stroke of conversion in mind, he could not pour everything into the fight. That was the big difference.

Blood spurted from Visain’s side.

But instead of giving up his side, he cut off Yeomra’s shoulder.

It was the first injury to the Hell Sword.

The attack of the Hell Sword that had seen blood became more fierce. However, Bisain was rather happy. He felt that the opponent’s composure had collapsed.

Visain poured everything he had into it. If you are the Seven Great Masters of the Apostles, I am the successor of the Apostolic Alliance. If you have all the fighting experience, I learned martial arts directly from the Apostolic Alliance leader. If I get stabbed twice, you should be prepared to get stabbed once too. I will endure because I am younger than you.

Blood spurted from Visain’s arm again. His legs were cut so much that they were wobbly, and his waist was also cut. One of the two times, the Yemma Sword sprayed blood.

Fortunately, he was able to avoid fatal injuries thanks to the protective gear he was wearing.

The heat of the visa sign that changed its mind was creating a miracle.

Phew!

The King of Hell’s sword’s arm was severely cut.

The next moment, the monster shouted.

“caution!”

Visain dodged the attack by flying towards him. The attacker was surprisingly Cheon Soo Geum.

He intervened in this fight because he judged that the Hell Sword was dangerous. He too had to pay a price.

Phew!

The shoulder of the monster that rushed after him hit him squarely in the torso.

The Thousand-Hand Sword rolled on the floor, and the Hell’s Sword retreated, swinging its sword.

Rather, it was Visain who was surprised.

‘I came to get the Sword of Hell!’

That meant he was fighting well. Visain could tell. The other three people, excluding himself, were paying attention to the other side’s fight. They couldn’t die. If one side collapsed, it would become a two-on-one fight.

On the other hand, he himself was crazy and absorbed in this fight. His opponent was only able to demonstrate eighty, while he was able to demonstrate one hundred and twenty.

Again, the evil spirit and the Thousand-Hand Sword clashed, and Bisain began to fight with the Hell’s Sword.

Even though they fought like crazy, unfortunately, the heat began to cool down. Little by little, they began to lose ground. One hundred seconds, two hundred seconds, three hundred seconds… … In a fight, as time passes, the one with more internal energy and experience gains the advantage.

It was a pity that Visan was defeated. I thought there would be a big difference in skill between him and me, but when we actually fought, the difference wasn’t that big. That’s why I was disappointed.

It was a shame to die not from an enemy I couldn’t defeat, but from an enemy I could have killed even if I had met him a little later.

There was a limit to how much youth and venom could endure. As I lost too much blood, my movements became slower and slower.

In that way, Visain was driven into a final corner. As he was leaning against the wall, panting for breath, the Hell Sword slowly approached him.

‘It’s the end.’

Now I only have enough strength left to swing my sword once.

Was it because I lost too much blood?

As if a revolving lantern was passing before death, the movements around me seemed slow.

Even from the slow-moving appearance, it was clear that the fight between the evil and the Thousand-Hand Sword was extremely intense. The evil was too busy fighting to come to their aid.

The Sword of Hell was walking towards him and saying something, but he couldn’t hear what it was saying. It was just his mouth smiling.

And then I started seeing things.

At first, it was just a dot in the sky far away. Everything else was moving slowly, but that dot was moving quickly. The dot was getting bigger and bigger, and it was coming towards me.

I read the expression of confidence in victory on Yeomra’s face.

Meanwhile, the dot visible over his shoulder was growing larger.

The King of Hell drew his sword.

He could clearly see the sword flying towards him, aiming for his neck. The problem was that his own movements were also slow.

With the last of his strength, he also thrust out his sword.

Two swords flying towards each other.

In the meantime, the dot I saw earlier was moving several times faster than I and the Yeomra Sword. Was it a bird flying towards me? Or a stone flying towards me? Could it be a person?

I could see the wall crumbling in the distance. Something fell from the sky, kicked off the wall, and flew up again.

The dust from the broken wall slowly rose in all directions due to the violent leap, but the thing that had destroyed the wall was no longer visible.

Meanwhile, the sword of the King of Hell had reached his own neck.

Just as the cold sword touched Visain’s neck, someone fell down and grabbed Yeomra’s arm from behind.

The sword stopped and could not advance any further.

At that very moment, time moved as it always had.

Shhhhh!

Phew!

The black sword of Visain continued to extend without stopping, piercing the flesh, bones, and heart of the King of Hell.

It wasn’t an illusion. The sensation in my hand was real. I could see the shape of the Hell Sword slowly collapsing.

A person standing behind him.

It was a sword dance, drenched in sweat and breathing heavily.

He must have moved so fast that the wall that had been collapsing in the distance has now fallen to the ground.

As his eyes slowly closed, Bisain had no strength left to stand. He leaned against Geommugeuk’s body as if he was collapsing, and spoke with all his strength.

“… … Please save Senior Go.”