The Regressor Can Make Them All-Chapter 350

It had only lasted a few hours, and yet, the Heroes Association and UD Group’s large-scale operation to root out traitors shook the entire world.

「183 individuals identified as collaborators with the Demons Force have been detained, along with those who worked closely with them...」

Though every branch of the Association was searched, the sheer number of individuals within the association arrested ran high, well into the hundreds. Among them were even high-ranking officials, including directors and branch managers. And if those who unknowingly contributed through corruption-related crimes were added as well, the figure approached thousands.

It was an incident of such magnitude that it would have been unsurprising if the Heroes Association’s credibility crumbled entirely, leading to its dissolution. However, public criticism of the Association was surprisingly mild, primarily due to the gravity of the other scandals that had erupted simultaneously.

「This incident is truly shocking. Not only retired heroes but also active heroes were collaborating with Doppelganger...」

「It's a terrible situation, but at least they have all been apprehended now. Imagine the catastrophic damage if over two hundred A-rank heroes turned into demons all together and went on a rampage.... Just the thought is terrifying.」

「Haha, no need to fret over hypotheticals. If something like that did happen, President Wurgen would surely have handled it, just as he did with this operation...」

Listening to the lively discussion of the three people discussing recent events on TV from his living room sofa, Se-Hoon was stroking his chin, deep in thought.

Hmm... I guess it’s not so bad looking at the bigger picture.

Unlike others who were horrified by the amount of control the Demon Force had over the Heroes Association, Se-Hoon—who had witnessed much worse before the regression—found it relatively mild.

Sure, humanity had suffered significant losses to their forces through the incident, but compared to the disasters that could have exploded in the future, neutralizing the threats early was a significant boon, no matter what.

If only the Frost Dog were here. He’d have provided a more detailed analysis...

Se-Hoon had always delegated such matters to Frost Dog before, which was why he was currently struggling to gauge just how much they had gained and how to leverage the new shifts effectively. Ordinarily, he would have just brushed it off, but the current chaos just felt too much like a missed opportunity.

Crafting an ending with no regrets or unfinished business isn’t as straightforward as it sounds, huh?

It was true defeating the Demon Force and the Harbingers of Destruction was the foundation of his plan, but minimizing humanity’s losses along the way was equally crucial. Yet, with the butterfly effects caused by his regression, predicting how events would unfold and how variables might compound in the future was nearly impossible.

In that case... I just need to get stronger..

Thus, the only solution was to become strong enough to adapt to anything. It wasn’t much different from his past actions, but dwelling on it without better alternatives seemed unproductive.

Let’s focus on something else.

Focusing his thoughts, Se-Hoon pulled out the greatest prize he had obtained from the operation: Sung-Ha’s new Fatestone.

Woong-

Moving from his chest to his right hand, a dark crimson sphere materialized, glowing faintly. It was smooth, with no uneven surfaces, and its core shifted between black and red in a mesmerizing ripple effect.

Swish-

Each color shift brought a transformation in the stone’s attributed elemental mana, but they were seamlessly blended without any jarring transitions.

Examining the Fatestone thoroughly, Se-Hoon then turned his attention to its information message.

[Fatestone - Eclipse Orb]

[Tier: Hero] [Quality: Perfect]

[An orb infused with perfectly fused fire and darkness mana.

It simultaneously manifests the unique properties of fire and darkness mana while also generating a unique wave to resonate the two types of elemental mana.

*Can simultaneously manifest the properties of fire and darkness mana

*Can generate a special wave that resonates the two types of elemental mana

*Each use permanently reduces the orb’s durability]

Hmm... This is some fascinating material.

The resonance effect that stemmed from Sung-Ha’s unique skill, Complete Source Resonance, was something Se-Hoon had encountered before. However, the ability to manifest both fire and darkness mana simultaneously was entirely new and had captured his curiosity.

Fusion usually just means a slight blending, but this... is true unification.

Flames imbued with the essence of darkness. Shadows carrying the traits of fire. At first glance, they might not seem groundbreaking, but just a little thought would reveal its countless destructive applications.

Darkness can consume shadows as fuel to spread and fire that ignores physical barriers entirely.... Either can level an entire city if used well.

Of course, achieving such menacing results and wielding them properly would be far from easy. Yet for unique powers like it, feasibility mattered more than difficulty.

Furthermore, Se-Hoon’s intrigue with the Eclipse Orb wasn’t just academic. He believed it held the potential to enable tackling one of the Six Great Demonic Realms: the Silent Volcano.

I can’t be sure yet, but... this might work.

The Silent Volcano, which was once Africa’s Mount Kilimanjaro, had been transformed into a massive volcanic zone oozing with demonic aura. It spewed toxic, demonic aura-infused lava continuously, creating an environment hostile to humans, monsters, and even demons.

The analysis back then suggested the entire volcanic zone was a single massive core.

Specifically, Mount Kilimanjaro seemed to have fused with the core itself. To contain the demonic molten lava it spewed required halting the volcano entirely—a feat deemed impossible before. And the following appearance of the Destroyer of Swords had then derailed any further attempts before the regression.

But now, with the orb, a faint possibility had emerged.

But I’ll need help from the Perfect Ones...

Se-Hoon’s eyes grew darker as he studied the Eclipse Orb. He thought back to how Baek-Yeon had remained passive even when Jin-Hyun became a demon or when Sung-Ha faced mortal danger. Sure, there may have been unseen battles or valid reasons for her inaction, but Se-Hoon’s concerns lay deeper.

How early did Baek-Yeon realize all of this would happen?

Her power of Perception allowed her to glimpse future possibilities and seize opportunities to realize her desired outcomes. She had a power that was a mix of precognition and reality manipulation, which implied she had likely predicted—or even orchestrated—the events.

Tsk.

Ever since learning about the truth of the Perfect Ones from Apostate, Se-Hoon’s perception of them had soured. Though, even disregarding that, too many aspects felt suspicious.

I’ll just ask her directly sometime later.

While it was hard to earn recognition from the Perfect Ones, dealing with them wasn’t overly difficult once two conditions were met: gaining their attention and setting up a proper meeting.

Thinking that he should meet with Baek-Yeon as well as the other Perfect Ones soon, Se-Hoon checked the time.

“Ah, it’s already this late.”

Realizing he was running late for an appointment, Se-Hoon stood up and began preparing for another attempt at teleportation through the Whitespace without relying on Ludwig.

Swish-

White lines formed around him, enclosing him in a cube. The walls then turned pure white, converting his surroundings into a pure white space—he had entered the Whitespace.

Now in the empty dimension, Se-Hoon visualized his destination: the Askus Medical Ward.

Like squeezing through a narrow gap...

Whitespace spatial teleportation bypassed the complexities of traditional teleportation methods—precise coordinate calculations, spatial awareness, and mana allocation—only needing him to manipulate the Whitespace and clearly imagine the arrival point.

Focusing on fine-tuning his control over the Whitespace, Se-Hoon soon sensed a subtle shift and glanced toward it.

Whoosh!

A portion of the surrounding space began peeling away, revealing a hospital room and Sung-Ha, staring directly at him with a bemused expression.

Seeing that he had successfully arrived at his destination, Se-Hoon let out a small grin.

I’m getting the hang of this.

Having gained a preliminary grasp of the technique by watching Ludwig’s spatial transfers in action, Se-Hoon just practiced it a bit, and his proficiency was growing rapidly. Feeling a slight sense of accomplishment, Se-Hoon prepared to step out of the Whitespace and fully enter the room.

“I’ll give you seventy points.”

“What?”

But then Ludwig’s voice echoed all of a sudden within the Whitespace. Startled by the unexpected remark, Se-Hoon instinctively stepped forward.

Thud!

And the scene before him, which had seemed normal just moments ago, flipped upside down in an instant, meaning his head collided squarely with the hospital room floor.

“...”

“...”

A thick silence filled the air.

Had he simply fallen over, it might have been laughable. But instead, Se-Hoon had bizarrely managed to balance on his head somehow, creating a spectacle for those in the room.

Tap.

However, as if nothing had happened, Se-Hoon planted his hands on the floor and gracefully righted himself, watched all the while in wordless disbelief by Sung-Ha, who was still seated on the hospital bed.

Now upright, Se-Hoon briefly debated how to recover from the awkward moment before opting for the simplest approach.

“I see you’re looking much better. Make sure you rest well for the remaining week. I’ve got errands to run, so I’ll head out first. Take care.”

Bang!

Briskly delivering what he had to say, Se-Hoon rushed out of the room in haste, slamming the door behind him. Only then did he grimace, feeling the embarrassment creep in.

Though it wasn’t the first time he’d messed up a spatial teleportation through the Whitespace, to fail so spectacularly—and right in front of Sung-Ha at that—was mortifying.

No, no... think positively. At least it wasn’t in front of those two.

If it had happened before Amir or Luise, they would have mercilessly teased him, seizing the opportunity to humiliate him at every turn.

But just as Se-Hoon comforted himself with the thought, his pocket buzzed. Reaching for his phone, he pulled it out and found two new messages.

Amir: Mistakes happen. Stay strong!

Luize: LMAOO

“...”

Perhaps Sung-Ha’s newfound sociability might not be such a great development after all. Mulling over the potential dangers, Se-Hoon soon arrived in front of another hospital room: Helena Hunt.

Double checking the patient’s name on the door, he knocked lightly.

“It’s me.”

“...Come in.”

Hearing the weary voice reply from within, Se-Hoon opened the door and stepped inside. There, hooked up to multiple IV drips, sat Helena on the hospital bed. Though she bore no visible wounds, she looked thinner, as if the recent battle had substantially drained her.

“How are you feeling?” Se-Hoon asked, approaching her side.

“Awful. If it weren’t for you, I’d already be dead.”

At the blunt reply, Se-Hoon sat beside her and immediately began studying her condition. Thanks to the emergency treatment she received, she didn’t seem to have any long-term consequences and would be able to return to her duties as a lead professor with just a few weeks of rest.

That is, if Helena had wanted to return to her former position.

“Are you really going to participate in the Sacred Flames Experiment?”

“Yes. It’s a perfect opportunity to study the power of a Perfect One. I don’t see a reason not to.”

“Hmm...”

Se-Hoon’s expression soured.

Though Helena had accepted the experiment proposal from Li Kenxie of her own will when he had treated her injuries, Se-Hoon was far from pleased. While the experiments had potential, they involved inducing the Sacred Flame to go berserk to explore its effects. For someone like Helena, who had already recovered, putting her through such a process seemed reckless and unnecessary.

“You have plenty of other things to focus on, though. Why this, specifically?”

“Are you talking about my revenge?”

“...That, and more.”

Seeing how roundabout Se-Hoon was trying to be, Helena chuckled faintly.

“Although I’ve spent my life consumed by revenge, I’m not so blinded that I can’t figure out what the best course of action would be. Do you think someone like me could really handle that monster?”

“...”

“I would like to take him down myself, but... I don’t want to drag others into it or cause unnecessary trouble. Besides, I also no longer have that right anymore.”

If the enemy had been nothing more than the murderer of her son, she might have begged for the chance to exact her vengeance, no matter the cost. But Helena now knew why her son had died—and her own role in those events.

Of course, there was the chance the enemy’s version of the story wasn’t true, but she couldn’t deny that the possibility loomed over her like a shadow.

“That’s why I’d rather act in ways that could help you. If I can grow stronger through these experiments, all the better, don’t you think?”

“...I suppose so.”

If the true issue of the Sacred Flames—controlling them after going berserk—could be solved and harnessed effectively, it had the potential to become a formidable weapon.

And Helena was resolved to help. Deciding not to push further, Se-Hoon changed the subject. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

“Then who’s going to take over as the new lead professor?”

“Oh, you don’t need to worry about that. I already had someone in mind.”

“Someone in mind?”

At Se-Hoon’s puzzled look, Helena nodded.

“There’s this new professor, formerly under the UD Group, who has now transferred to Babel. Decent skills, too. I’m planning to pass on everything and let them take over as the new lead professor.”

Se-Hoon’s interest piqued.

A new professor from the UD Group, starting directly as a lead professor? Considering that both Helena and figures like Eun-Ha and Ludwig must have approved the decision, they must have been a significant figure.

“Is this someone trustworthy?”

“Who knows? Maybe that’s what this is about—testing them out.”

“Ah... I see.”

Just as Se-Hoon was nodding in understanding, someone knocked on the door.

Knock-Knock. Click!

“Excuse me.”

Without even waiting for a reply, they just swung the door open and stepped in after.

Thinking that both their voice and actions felt oddly familiar, Se-Hoon turned his head with a curious expression.

“Nice to meet you. I’m the new lead professor, Meilin. Looking forward to working with you.”

Standing there in a poorly disguised outfit was none other than Ryu Meirin, an Offering spy infiltrating Babel.