Regressor Instruction Manual-Chapter 840: The Last (73)

Chapter 840: The Last (73)

“Hurry up, call Hayan!”

-Vice Guild Master!

“…”

“Can she block it?”

Maybe she could. On second thought, she absolutely could.

“You treacherous bastard! You dare backstab me even after receiving the Shadow Hero title?”

—I said I didn’t do it! Sh*t! And the Shadow Hero…

“Then what, bastard? What is this?”

—Let’s find out now.

“You talked bullsh*t about it not falling, and now…”

—We can block it.

“…”

I did think so too.

“But how can you be sure? After all, if you die, that’s going to disappear anyway. It was such a system in the first place. I hate to say this, too, but let’s just make a clean sacrifice since you’re the Shadow Hero anyway… you’re not really alive… I don’t want to worry about useless things… let’s finish this now.”

—Getting out of their control is the same as breaking the rules of the dungeon. The disappearance of my existence does not guarantee that that magic will disappear. What’s more, if I’m removed now, aren’t you the one who will regret it? Think a little bit calmer. Only the command center was hit directly. It’s a common occurrence.

“It’s something that often happens in a normal situation? The magic above is yours, and the plague trash hacked into the system above or the Demon Summoner trash betrayed us. Fuck. Do you think that makes sense?”

—He probably didn’t hack the dungeon’s system. If I have to guess, I want to express that he got permission. The continent where the Son of Light was Sacrificed is not a typical dungeon. Didn’t you also freeze the main event, the Demon Summoner, and use me? Where there is something to gain, there is something to lose. It’s just that the fake guy used one of the elements of the bounded event.

“The story must have been different from what it was before when it could not be solved with magic or physical power.”

—Actually, my role as the main event Demon Summoner is over. I don’t know if it’s thanks to you, but it seems like this is possible.

I saw him putting his hand on Cho Hyejin’s shoulder.

“Hands off, bastard.”

—I was just testing things. Unlike the last time we couldn’t use physical force on each other, it seems possible now. Maybe I can get out of this place. I don’t have to, though.

“…”

—First of all, I don’t think that crazy woman can’t block this. It won’t fall.

It was as Jin Qing explained. If the mass of magic on Laios had been released from the dungeon’s control and if it had become magic that Jung Hayan’s power could counter, there’s no way it would fall.

Not surprisingly, a ghoul clinging to the falling magic became visible. It started to dull in vibrancy and color, feeling more and more dangerous even at a glance.

Jung Hayan, who was looking up at the sky, was chanting a spell with a casual expression on her face, but looking at Sora’s expression next to her, I realized how serious the situation was.

The magical power that grew bigger and bigger was becoming huge enough to influence the State and the Republic…

In the end…

Booooooooooooooooooom!!!

With that sound, the magic began to collide with the transparent barrier.

-…

After chanting the spell in a loud voice, Jung Hayan stretched out her arms, and Park Deokgu, who was staring blankly at it, jumped in and put up a shield. The guy who saw a ghoul wrapped in magic power rushing towards Jung Hayan guarded her in the same way from the first Laios incident.

Han Sora was no different. She glanced at Jung Hayan, chanting spells, and confronted the ghouls reaching out from all sides.

‘Fuck.’

It was then that things like smoke broke through Jung Hayan’s barrier.

As the startled Jung Hayan once again cast a spell, even the unknown smoke was blocked by a wall of transparent magic.

I saw her frowning.

Boooooooooooooooooooooom!!

-Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!

An unusual sound was heard in the air.

I thought she would be able to block it without too much trouble, but I saw her becoming more and more anxious. Since I always observed Jung Hayan’s facial expressions, I thought I understood what that meant.

‘Things are not going the way she wants.’

She was getting stressed because things weren’t going well. Cracks began to appear in various places in the magic barrier.

No, to be precise, it wasn’t a crack. Rather, it was more appropriate to say that it was falling while ignoring the barrier. Rotten corpses gradually raised their bodies as if they were affected by magical powers. It was enough to erase my smile.

‘Summoning Magic.’

Jung Hayan was chanting again in a hurry. The summoning ritual itself couldn’t be canceled with a magic barrier, so she immediately looked for another way.

In the meantime, the undead that appeared were standing up on the ground and attacking the party holding the spell. Perhaps the only difference from before was that I wasn’t present.

‘At the same time, the pig is being pushed more and more by those who are flocking to him like a herd of dogs…’

Of course, I didn’t think those undeads would penetrate that pig’s defense, but one hand couldn’t block ten hands.

He kept getting rid of the guys that clung to his body and protected Jung Hayan, but…

‘No. It wouldn’t be dangerous.’

The real danger was not the undead but the magic that fell from above.

Those undeads were there to interfere with her casting, not to inflict direct harm.

-Hayan! Hayan! Sora, come here too!

The image of him pulling Han Sora’s arm and hugging her tightly with Jung Hayan probably meant that he’d just stop it with his body.

The big body embracing Han Sora and Jung Hayan tightly and holding back the undead was admirable, but that wasn’t the correct answer.

This was because there was no way Park Deokgu’s body could withstand all that mass.

-I’ll hold out! I will!

-Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!!!

-Jung Hayan! Jung Hayan!!!

-Take it easy. I promised to protect her until hyung-nim returns! I’m keeping my promise!

-Jung Hayan! Are you okay? Jung Hayan!

-I’ll protect Sora as well.

-Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

-Keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!

-Just chant the spell! The spell only! I’m holding on right here! Don’t be afraid!

-Jung Hayan!!

Han Sora, holding Jung Hayan’s hand tightly and closing her eyes, caught my attention, but Jung Hayan didn’t look away from her.

She continued to look up at the sky and concentrated on reciting the spell.

It felt like her concentration had reached its limit.

She was trying to keep up with the ever-changing nature. I thought maybe it was some kind of bluff. The first was magic, the second was acting, the third was summoning magic, and since even I couldn’t decide exactly what would come next, she seemed unable to relax.

I could see the undead on top of Park Deokgu. The guys who flocked together continued to hit him on the back.

In the end, even as he was buried under them, new ones continued to climb up.

Han Sora sometimes cast spells, too, making some of them bounce off him, but their number was so large that it was almost unnoticeable.

I thought she would be able to stop it. I patted my thigh out of anxiety. It was difficult to look at Jung Hayan, whose expression was gradually changing, as well as Park Deokgu, who was holding on to a huge pile of undead on his back.

The idea of squeezing into pure mass was primitive but also effective.

‘Fuck.’

-I can do better. Ugh…

-Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!!!

-I can do better. I can do better!!

‘It’s not like the pig bastard has high muscle strength.’

—It looks like there are some pretty useful insects.

‘At the same time, this bastard is so full of himself.’

However…

“He’s invested a lot.”

—Naturally.

“He must have invested a lot.”

—It seems that my presence annoyed the fake guy.

The fact that he wanted to hit the command center directly didn’t have much to do with how we annoyed him.

It had to have been because he didn’t want to lose the initiative and an attempt to expand the battlefield. Even without mentioning it, it was enough to tell how much effort he put into this case. He invested enough to make Jung Hayan nervous and even brought the ghouls from the frontline…

— He must have thought he didn’t want to be shaken anymore. Even if he’s a fake, it looks like he has some similarities to you. It’s funny to see you inflated.

“I think it’s not just about inflating the size. Actually, this is…”

—But it’s like revealing your weakness.

‘But didn’t this bastard really betray me?’

It was at that time that a few undead came along. Cho Hyejin immediately raised her spear and swept up a few guys. What was a little surprising was that the demon summoner trash did not panic. Rather, after slightly pulling his body back, he pushed the chest with the palm of his hand.

Seeing the palm marks remain on the chest of the undead who pierced through the wall with a baaaang sound…

‘Come to think of it, was his physical ability okay?’

He had abilities comparable to that of a melee class. Most of the work was handled by Cho Hyejin, but the skills that he showed little by little were quite high-level.

He was the type who liked to make attacks with the back of his hand. He also refused to tarnish his image or lose his dignity.

‘He’s fighting together with her in a mean and vile way.’

-You’re pretty good.

—Not enough to hear that. This is the basic knowledge… In my opinion, you are more amazing. I’ve met many people who claim to be soldiers, but not all of them are as good as you. The quality… and skills too.

“Tell that bastard to shut up.”

-…

—Come to think of it, is that okay?

“What?”

—The mad wizard, I mean. I remembered that they were the ones you cherished… Your face doesn’t look as worried as I thought.

Well, I was worried about them. The pig bastard’s legs were still shaking, and Han Sora’s magic power was on the verge of exhaustion.

Considering the magical energy flowing out of Hayan’s mouth and eyes, it seemed that she had already completely entered her own world.

If I was there, it might be a little different. Maybe things would be better than they were now.

To be honest, yeah, I was worried. It looked the same as before, but the fact that I wasn’t with them… How could I not be worried?

However, I could be a little reassured.

Because there had been some positive changes.

-You dirty undead bastards!!

-Who do you think you’re messing with, you ugly demonic creatures!

I could see the undead covering the party burst out in all directions.

‘Old men are pretty strong.’

That wasn’t all. The colorful magic circles were adding power to Hayan’s barrier.

The Old Men’s Association of Magic Tower shouted as their long beards fluttered.

-Protect Jung Hayan!

Some eyes… were definitely rolled back.