Regression Is Too Much - Regression Is Too Muchchapter 266

266 – Proved by the Regressor (6)

“Heart of Seomjeon.”

Flashing. Flashing. The inside of the dark cave sparkles with blue light. The sight of the slippery stone wall sparkling blue could be said to be very beautiful.

“… #$%##$@”

On the other hand, it was difficult to say that the sentence the warlock was reciting softly was beautiful even with empty words. It was not a human word, and it contained a strangeness that made those who heard it shiver to their bones.

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Gradually. Gradually. Skeletons rise from the floor. Now I know. Those are just tricks of the eye and nothing more than a waste of time.

“It’s difficult.”

“It was real…”

Two Italian men and a French woman fix their weapons. Although I had told them in advance that ‘skeletons would appear, and their weak point was their heads,’ knowing that didn’t mean I could do anything about it. An immortal army wielding rusty weapons? You can’t ignore it if you want to ignore it.

“Junho, please do me a favor.”

“Okay then.”

Of course, this is not a rule that applies to Choi Ji-won.

-Kwasik! Kwazijic!

Light cannot bear to follow the coldly shining trajectory of Bungbungi. Dozens and hundreds of blue semicircles are etched in the air. The skeletons standing near her are instantly reduced to powder.

A super-fast slash that makes it difficult to even follow the tip of the sword. Jiwon Choi strode towards the warlock, grinding all the bones around her like a giant blender.

“… !”

The panicked warlock chants words faster. However, even though it was fast, it was nothing compared to Choi Ji-won’s pace

“It’s over.”

Choi Ji-won, who had already reached her, raised her sword high and drew upon her magical power. An inaudible thunder roars loudly, and a menacing figure similar to a dragon surrounds Bungbungi. The sparks bouncing in the air are the audience watching the death sentence.

The opponent is a warlock. An evil warlock who will do anything to win. She saved her her energy her for no reason, so there was no need to waste time looking at the liver of her. So, if possible, go all out from the beginning. All at once, without giving him any space or time to plot. That’s why Choi Ji-won activated the ‘Heart of Seomjeon’ from the beginning.

-Clap!

Now, the warlock’s head has been cut off.

-Tuk. Degurrr.

The group of skeletons filling the cave collapses in an instant. Instead of being bones that had a shape and could move, they just became pure white human bones scattered in a disorderly manner on the floor. Even that disappears as if submerged into the floor, and the missing space is filled with terrible silence.

“Jiwon, step back.”

“Yes.”

Choi Ji-won stepped back after releasing ‘Heart of Seomjeon’, and this time I stepped forward. Aren’t you already dead? Isn’t it over?

“It can’t be.”

There is plenty of evidence. First of all, a message saying that the 27th floor was cleared did not appear. The guy died too obediently. The fact that the skeletons fell down in an instant was a bit… It looks like directing.

“Wake up, man.”

I twirled the sword with the strength of my wrist and approached the fallen warlock’s body. No, it’s not a corpse.

“Let’s see how long you can last.”

At first glance, its body looks like a purple caterpillar that has grown to enormous size. This means that it didn’t look like a person at all. This makes me feel less guilty. I held the sword with both hands, raised it high above my head, and took the stance of slashing.

-Keyiing.

The magic circle hidden on the floor glowed brightly, and the decapitated body of the warlock disappeared in an instant.

“What are you guys?”

The warlock’s body reappeared, hanging in the air. He still had no head, but even in that state, he spoke just fine.

“Where did you send them? What’s the problem? Didn’t we make an agreement? “Didn’t we decide to join forces?”

The guy’s body his writhed strangely, as if something was trying to escape from within, and his head his grew back with bubbling bubbles. There were no wrinkles on the hair that had grown back, and rather the face of a clean, handsome man.

Instead, the body he was still in a shriveled state, causing a great sense of discomfort. It felt like the head his was just taken off and pasted.

Yes, I said he was a ‘warlock who made a contract with the devil.’ I expected there would be a second phase. That’s why I told you not to let your guard down.

“It is done. “You can ask me later.”

Voices that overlap as if several people are speaking.

“Die.”

The guy declared like that. Thud. He hit the ceiling with his cane. At the same time, a bunch of bizarre palms shoot out from the ceiling and hit the floor.

“Inhale!”

“Get out!”

The French woman and the Italian man succeeded in blocking the attack. My knees were slightly bent and my breathing was a little disturbed, but what I stopped was what I stopped.

“Aren’t you coming down?”

On the other hand, Choi Ji-won and I blocked the attack with ease and launched a counterattack. I decided to bide my time while Choi Ji-won activated ‘Heart of Seomjeon’ again. I immediately let out a ‘chill’ and jumped towards the ceiling.

-Finch, flinch!

Unlike the skeleton, which was nothing more than a piece of bone, the red-colored hand seemed to be considered a living thing, and when it came under the influence of the cold, its movements became visibly slow. In that gap, I used the trick of the flash beam to approach the ceiling at once, and soon the warlock was right in front of me.

“Chahaha!”

With a lot of magical energy, I raised my sword with all my might and cut.

-Kyaang!

No, I thought it was raised and cut. Until just before the attack bounced off helplessly.

“?!”

It’s a familiar feeling. In the past, that feeling when you hit the ceiling in a maze. It just feels like it’s decided that ‘you can’t hit.’

What? Is that kid invincible? Can’t we kill without warriors? Or is it a gimmick where the main body is hidden and an invincible clone has to come out and find the main body?

No, I don’t know yet. Let’s experiment.

“Inhale!”

I took out a potion from the ‘subspace’ of my fingernail, threw the contents into the air, and threw the glass bottle straight away. Although it is a simple glass bottle, it will be quite painful if it breaks.

“It’s meaningless.”

He held the glass bottle with his chin. Conversely, a warlock throws it at me. I turned my head to avoid the glass bottle.

“It is meaningless and meaningless. Your attacks don’t reach me. “You must have just felt it.”

A voice that seems to be a man, a woman, an old man, or a child solemnly declares. You can’t win. You will be defeated. Just wait for death.

“You’re hooked, man.”

But I just felt it. If he was truly invincible, he would just bounce off potion bottles. It is clear that this ability has a limited number of uses. You bastards, I saw a truck in the battle movie, man.

“Repeat moderately threatening attacks while conserving your strength appropriately! It is an invincible ability with a limited number of attempts or a time limit! “You have to chew to win!”

“… You.”

The guy’s handsome face frowns. It seems my prediction was correct. Or maybe it’s not the right answer, but they pretend to be out of luck just to start psychological warfare again. Anyway, if there is a regression, I will win someday. There is no need to be impatient.

“It’s still meaningless.”

Again, the warlock moves his staff to tap on the ceiling.

“Stop the cane!”

The one who jumped this time was a French woman. She accelerates as if her movements were momentarily fast-forwarded, and in an instant she approaches the warlock floating on the ceiling. No, you don’t have to rush. Why are you doing that?

-Bah!

The woman’s roundhouse kick stopped the cane’s movement. What? Why didn’t she deflect the attack this time?

“Knock.”

Warlock flicks his tongue. The sound of ‘knock’ that had been buried in the sound of the cane and could not be heard.

Only then did I realize why he didn’t stop the attack. The wand is fake. The sound of the tongue flicking was the trigger condition for the attack.

“Ah.”

A huge hand appears from the ceiling. The French woman’s face is stained with despair.

“… “Ugh.”

I closed my eyes tightly and chewed my cheek.

[You have suffered damage.]

[You will return to the time you first entered the 27th floor.]

***

“Knock.”

The wand is fake. The sound of the tongue flicking was the trigger condition.

“Ah.”

A giant hand appears from the ceiling. The French woman’s face is stained with despair…

“It’s dangerous!”

Just before she got up, I pushed her away. Her hands sprout from the ceiling and wave aimlessly in the air.

“Thank you… “

“Choi Ji-won!”

Putting aside the woman’s thank you, I called Choi Ji-won. Choi Ji-won, who activated ‘Heart of the Battle’, moved like a beam of light and immediately struck the black magician with a sword strike.

-Taang!

Likewise, Choi Ji-won’s attack bounces off. But there wasn’t much power from the beginning.

-Taang! Taang! Taang! Taang!

Choi Ji-won maintained the appropriate strength and launched four more attacks in an instant. Quick! With a sound, the staff in the warlock’s hand cracks.

“It was the right answer!”

“It’s worth avoiding! The destructive power is strong, but if you don’t get caught, it’s over! Let’s aim to gnaw it down!”

There is joy on the player side.

“… “

Annoying for warlocks. There was a mixture of joy and sorrow, and the atmosphere shifted to this direction.

“Don’t struggle!”

Now he is a warlock who uses evil and wields a staff. Ominous black smoke billows out from its fingertips

“What is this! “You idiot!”

Choi Ji-won, who toughly accepts the black smoke with her body. It seems that the black smoke was fake, and Choi Ji-won didn’t see anything wrong.

“Tsk… !”

The warlock is greatly embarrassed when psychological warfare does not work. Choi Ji-won, who rose into the air again, succeeded in striking three sword strikes, and his staff was now on the verge of breaking.

“It’s over!”

This time it’s my turn. I use my body again to catch the black fog, and strike with full force containing centrifugal force in the air… !

Swordsmanship…

Sword attack…

“Uh… ?”

The world suddenly turns black. It feels familiar. Of the mental series. It is an attack that affects the mind. This happened on the 23rd floor.

“No way.”

Just before. Choi Ji-won was fine even after being hit directly by black smoke.

No way… That wasn’t a fake thrown by the warlock…

“I’m so excited… ?”

Bungbung… Because it’s a sword… Was it okay?