Regression Is Too Much - Regression Is Too Muchchapter 267

267 – Proved by the Regressor (7)

“… I’m screwed.”

A dark space with nothing in it. A space of complete ‘nothingness’. No matter how I look here or there, it is a space in my ‘spirit’. I was the victim of a warlock’s mental attack.

This is why novels give the main character a mental immunity skill in the first episode. How absurd is it that, after working so hard for over 200 episodes, the protagonist’s journey suddenly ends due to a mind control attack. When a guy suddenly appears and says, ‘Don’t kill your spirit,’ how meaningless would it be if the main character’s spirit actually dies? For the completeness of the plot, protection against ‘mental power’ is essential.

But this wasn’t a novel, and I wasn’t immune to mental attacks. I want to cry. It has a characteristic called ‘passion’, but it seems difficult to block such a direct attack.

“You… “

While they were making a fuss, a gloomy voice echoed everywhere. It felt like it was being played from the ceiling through a speaker, but this trembling voice. He’s a warlock.

“You guys… Where did these guys come from? What are they doing? Now… !!!”

“No, what does ‘now come’ mean?”

“It is done. It’s already late. Since I was brought here. There is no hope for you.”

The red hand I had been watching for so long appears in the air. Its ominous claws were aimed at my neck, but I naturally used my magic power to swat them away.

“Huh, how?”

“Because it’s not the first time.”

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“… !”

I don’t know what he expected, but I was already familiar with this ‘imaginary space’. This means that you will not be subject to manipulation. I smiled, and the warlock’s voice paused for a moment.

“I can’t help it.”

It rattled. It rattled. This world itself is shaking. The face of a huge warlock appears beyond the horizon.

“W-what… “

“I didn’t want to do this either.”

The shriveled purple face gradually gets closer. Even if I quickly run back, the approaching speed is too fast.

“It’s the end.”

A warlock with his mouth wide open. Inside the open mouth, the black abyss is revealed. With the illusion that the wind is blowing, my body is slowly being sucked in.

“Uh, uh… !!”

I tried my best to resist, but this wasn’t reality. My body no longer listened to me.

“The human spirit will not be able to withstand it. “Your body is now mine.”

Immediately after being completely swallowed in the mouth. The guy’s terrible lips close.

“aah!!!”

I cry out in terrible pain…

“Hmph.”

It wasn’t done.

“W-What?! This… What the hell is this… ?!”

I was the one who was eaten, but my body is fine. To be honest, the black thing was the same, so I couldn’t feel any difference from before. On the contrary, the warlock looks very embarrassed.

“Sashimi, regression? Fall? Archangel? Tower? Even… This is ridiculous. This… This can’t be reality… You… You!!!”

“Are you seeing my memories?”

“aah! “Kaah!!!!”

The warlock did not respond and let out a scream full of pain. It’s clear that he confirmed my memory, seeing as he mentioned ‘regression’, but he’s just yelling without answering or asking questions.

No way… Is this it? A picture where the opponent belittles the protagonist and launches a mental attack, but the returner is crushed by the weight of the life he has lived and is sent back on a trip? A picture of my spirit being destroyed after tasting the thorny path I have walked?

“I knew it would be like this!”

Okay, why don’t regressors have mental immunity skills? Because there is no need. Mind control attack? Do you know the weight of life?

Regret it Savor the footsteps of the returner and regret having been born… !!!

I smiled darkly and waited for the warlock to destroy himself.

“Kaa…” ” “

“… “

“Wow… “

But this guy. It looks better than I thought. You can’t see anything because it’s inside the mouth, but it feels that way.

“I… I failed… “

“Hey.”

“The world… The world has already… “

“… “

To be honest, the warlock didn’t seem to be weighed down by my life. Should I just say that he seems more shocked by the fact that this is the top and that he failed.

No, haven’t I had a pretty hard life? I also do a lot of regression. I put in a lot of effort. It has become extremely impoverished. If you were to ask a normal person to walk the same path I took, they would definitely be shocked. Since that guy’s reaction is lukewarm, I’m not excited either.

“Why… Why… “

“Hey!!!”

A warlock who doesn’t react at all even when he yells. The moment when I was getting annoyed and told him that if he was going to die, he would die already.

-Hwaaah.

“Huh?”

Conversely, the memories of the warlock began to flow into me as well.

“Oh, no… “

Your vision changes. From the perspective of a warlock.

**

A past I don’t even know when. In the memories of a warlock.

Two men talk in a dark space.

“Contact was lost?”

“Uh.”

Talk. Talk. Talk.

The cane taps the floor. Contact was lost.

“Is there any possibility that he ran away?”

“Doesn’t exist. Because I confirmed entering the tower.”

“You could just go in and hide.”

“… “

“… Ha.”

I know the truth. At least that person is not such a great person.

“Dead… Is it okay?”

“Maybe.”

“… “

Talk. Talk. Talk.

The warlock is worried. He doesn’t know about the tower. I have no idea what the guys climbing the tower are fighting about.

“It’s frustrating.”

He has never been summoned to the tutorial. He wasn’t given the chance to climb the tower. So he couldn’t get detailed information, and he couldn’t become stronger like others. All we can do is provide support from the rear based on indirect information.

“We need more time. If her disciples grow up enough to seal Bingryong again… It takes time.”

Talk. Talk. Talk.

Bingryong sealed in the north. A crazy woman who was climbing the tower said, ‘I will gain strength.’ After she broke the seal halfway, the weather, which was originally cold, became uninhabitable. This is proof that Bingryong’s seal has almost been broken.

There was a climber who was able to maintain the seal just in the nick of time, but it appears that the climber died on the tower. There are students with similar characteristics, but they need time to grow.

“So you even contacted me?”

“… Okay. I need help. You are the only one who can make a contract with the devil. Please keep it sealed for about two weeks.”

“… Hehe.”

Warlock. Among them, the warlock who was not chosen by the tower.

The humiliation and contempt I have received so far is still piled up in a corner of my heart. I didn’t like the idea of sending someone I was close to without even a word of apology and unilaterally asking them to ‘help me’.

“Good. I will make a contract with the devil. Since there is a guy who specializes in sealing, Bingryong’s sealing may be delayed.”

“… Is it possible? Citizens cannot be sacrificed openly. Public opinion is vicious.”

“Okay. There is no one you have to provide for. Instead, a barrier is needed.”

“Barrier?”

“There is a barrier where time passes slowly. “It can be made into an item.”

When the warlock moves his wand, a human being contained in a strange glass tank appears.

“I am an improved human being. Stupid, strong-willed, fertile and strong. Growing up quickly is a bonus.”

“No way.”

The man opens his mouth in shock.

“… “The barrier is not for use on living things.”

“The sacrifice cannot be met through ordinary means. To keep the seal… About 500 people would have to donate every day. “There is no way that would be possible in the current situation.”

What the warlock wanted to do was simple.

“You just have to raise them within the barrier. And kill. That’s enough to satisfy the offering.”

If you don’t have enough people to sacrifice to the devil, just raise them and sacrifice them.

“… There is a lack of power source to maintain the barrier. Especially if you want to interact with the outside world.”

“I will be the driving force.”

A dark wizard who speaks calmly.

“The more I sacrifice, the more my vitality will die out… Because the body has been modified in various ways. The vitality itself is overflowing. In real time, I could probably last about two weeks.”

“… “I don’t know how many years it will be inside.”

“I guess I just need to do research. Prepare adequate shelter and sufficient food in the north.”

A warlock declares that he will burn his own body. At the same time, a warlock declares that he will kill the humans he personally improved.

The man seemed unsure whether to be grateful or disgusted by this.

“… I get it. I will deliver it.”

Despite this, he doesn’t show it as much as possible and nods his head. Because I am not in a position where I can go to extremes.

The man leaves. The warlock was left alone in his residence.

“… “

Look at your face in the water tank. I see a handsome face. From a young age, I was told that I had a beautiful appearance. How did it happen like this? It was to live.

For the sake of life, I have long ago abandoned conscience or morals. I also gave up my desire to live in a normal way. All I want is to prolong life. And the end of black magic.

But what I was about to do now had nothing to do with seeing the black magic end. Rather, it will end his life his. Perfectly.

What do those climbing the tower think of this action now? Should I be grateful? Or will he be happy that this guy who was originally a piece of trash has been of some help to the world? If possible, it would be better to use the former.

“Perhaps… “What I wanted.”

Recognition.

Was it not the approval of others?

Talk.

The cane taps the floor.

1500 years have passed within the barrier.

**

Again, reality.

“Wow…”

“Ugh… “

“… “

Inside a dark cave. Two figures are rolling around on the floor.

“No words… This doesn’t make sense… The world… “

One is a warlock. The guy’s robe was completely removed, completely exposing his disgustingly deformed body. The warlock kept repeating that it made no sense, holding his head and rolling from side to side on the floor.

And the other one.

“Don’t fucking… ” Why did you pretend to be a victim and fall asleep… “

Junho Kim. Choi Ji-won’s colleague. He was also clenching his teeth, and his eyes were unfocused. His mouth is making incomprehensible moans, and his body is lying down like a newborn.

“… What kind of situation is this?”

“Well.”

Obvious double K.O. There are no winners. The two losers rolling on the floor. Two weak men crushed by the weight of each other’s lives.

But from the beginning, this fight was a 1 vs 5 fight…

“Warlock… Should I kill him? “I can’t move.”

“That… Because I don’t know if it will affect men as well. “Just wait a little while.”

“Report?”

“I’ll kill you.”

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“Yes.”

Wouldn’t it be possible to view Donggwijin as a victory? ?