Absolute Regression Chapter 517

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Geommugeuk and Geomwoojin looked at each other in silence.

Between those eyes that seemed to know each other’s feelings without them having to say anything, Hyeolcheondoma envied the cult leader.

I have never once envied him since I left the cult. But I felt envious because he was my ‘father’.

If a son, as a father, said he wanted to see his father fight, wouldn’t he be more than happy to show it to him?

Geom Woo-jin’s gaze turned back to the enemies. He didn’t say anything, but the cold gaze he gave them already answered his question.

Geommugeuk also looked at the enemies.

Two are dead, but there are still ten enemies left. And that includes Kyocheon.

They were not people to be taken lightly. There were more masters of the past than of the present. Furthermore, they were people who committed all kinds of murders and evil deeds, so they had more fighting experience than anyone else. On top of that, Gyocheon had accumulated a grudge his entire life. However, he did not worry about this.

I wonder if my father is in danger?

It was my father who was said to be the most talented of all the heavenly horses of all time.

That father’s martial arts level has recently risen again. This means that the power of the Nine Fire Demons will also be different from before the return. You could tell just by looking at the Dark Sunrise we saw earlier.

‘You guys, it won’t be easy.’

Geommugeuk told his father some news.

“Yes, the problem with the Zhengpa has been resolved. Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, whatever happens in Chongqing will be considered as not being our doing.”

I spoke loudly on purpose so that Kyo-Cheon could hear. I was afraid that he might try to use another useless trick if the fight turned out to be unfavorable.

Kyo-Cheon’s expression hardened, while his father nodded slightly and showed a satisfied expression.

The person I loved more than my father was Hyeolcheon Doma.

“Well done.”

The beginning of this incident was because of his master. It was resolved well by Geommu-geuk before the extreme situation called the Demonic Battle occurred.

The mood of not only Gyocheon but also the other masters became even more depressed at the news delivered by Geommugeuk.

Now, no one dared to speak carelessly like Saekhon Geumgang or Seongra Yeomgun.

Kyocheon encouraged them to keep their spirits up.

“The two people who were hit earlier were taken by surprise, so don’t be alarmed!”

But those who were here knew. Even the shouting Kyocheon knew.

It was a move that had nothing to do with a surprise attack.

Even if the Demon Lord had told us in advance that he would attack now, would we have been able to stop the attack?

After seeing the bodies of Seongra Yeomgun and Saekhon Geumgang cut up without even lifting a hand, no one can confidently say that they can stop it.

However, just like what Kyo-Cheon said when they died, every time they use that incredible move, the internal energy consumption will be enormous.

‘You have to use up your internal energy.’

And then there was this one variable in the fight.

The emergence of a demonic cult leader.

Is it really a gain or a loss?

If you look at it negatively, it means there is now one more master to kill, and if you look at it positively, it means there is now someone you can take hostage. And it is definitely a hostage who is the blood relative of the leader of the Demonic Cult.

I’ve heard rumors that the Sogyoju is no ordinary person, but it’s still nothing compared to dealing with that Geom Woojin.

Everyone’s eyes turned to the Kirin Yosa and Heukje who had originally planned to appear first. What was originally the first and second time had now become the third and fourth times.

“Let’s all work together!”

No one moved at the words of the magician.

Actually, I did recommend it, but I didn’t expect it. I wouldn’t have come forward myself.

The Black Emperor and the Kirin Yosa exchanged glances as they looked at each other. Even without exchanging any words, the two of them knew how to lead this fight.

Pour everything out from the beginning.

If Geomwoojin uses the Guhwamagong again, they will die without being able to do anything. This means that they should join forces before that happens.

The Kirinyosa used claw techniques, and the Heukje used sword techniques.

The first one to move was Heukje. He kicked the air and rose up, unleashing his sword energy straight towards Geomwoojin.

What he showed was Heukcheongyeok (黑天擊), one of the most confident techniques among the Heukcheon Sword Technique (黑天劍法), a martial art of his own.

Love liquid!

A sword that is literally like a lightning strike.

Geom Woo-jin twisted his body to avoid the sword energy flying down.

Bam!

The sword energy that had been swung down left a deep mark on the floor, right next to his feet.

Crash! Bam! Crash! Kwaang!

The Black Heavenly Strikes continued to fall, and Geom Woo-jin avoided them by using his magic instead of blocking them with his sword. A move to minimize the consumption of internal energy.

The Kirin priest also attacked at the same time.

Her fingernails were long and sticking out, as if they had not been trimmed for years, and their sharp, ugly points were emitting a red light.

Choaaaaaaah!

What extended from both of his nails looked like a red thread. However, it was a strong energy called blood thread that could even cut through iron.

Among her unique martial arts, the most powerful one, the spider blood silk, was demonstrated.

Her bloodline was special. It stretched out like a spear, and at the same time flowed like a cloth. That made it strong and unpredictable at the same time.

Red lines stretched out like spider webs and flew towards Geomwoojin.

The black sword of the Black Emperor and the blood of the Kirin Yosa.

The moment when you need to block the opponent’s attack by raising your self-defense energy or releasing your sword energy!

However, Geom Woo-jin still used his magic to evade. Like a beast that only waits for a moment, he saved his internal energy and waited for an opportunity.

Geommu-geuk never took his eyes off his father’s fight for a moment. His father never fought with a sense of self-consciousness. Since his son was watching, he might have thought, “Should I kill him in a cool way?”

How can I kill all the enemies with the given internal energy?

My father fought a thoroughly calculated battle. He was the kind of person who could have used all sorts of show and bluff.

What if this kind of father were my enemy? Just imagining it made my heart suffocate.

Papapapapapapak!

Deep traces of blood and black smoke remained on the floor and walls.

At first, the two were happy that they had seized the opportunity. If the two of them poured their energy like crazy, they would eventually hit the target properly at least once.

But as the attacks continued, I became more and more anxious.

Geom Woo-jin found an opening to escape from the attacks that he absolutely could not avoid. The attacks were flashy, and the steps he took to evade were calm.

I don’t know how many times the Black Emperor, the Kirin Yosa, and the onlookers shouted or said these words in their hearts.

Got it! Hit the target! Got it!

But it was an illusion and the attacks narrowly missed.

No attack could reach Geomwoojin’s body.

Watching the fight, I imagined the sword dance.

How would you avoid it and how would you deal with it?

That’s why he saw two people in his eyes.

His own image appeared superimposed on his father’s image.

He moved just like his father, and at other times he moved slightly differently, and at other times he moved in the opposite direction and then merged back into one.

‘This can’t be avoided!’

He drew his sword and struck down the flying energy that overlapped with his father’s imaginary self.

But my father’s movements were different. He avoided the attack by using an unexpected technique.

‘ah!’

Whenever his father found a way that he had not found, a thrill ran through Geommu-geuk’s body. The learning that Chai gave him was not limited to simply learning something he did not know. Because he saw a way he did not know, he came up with another way.

If it weren’t for this situation, I would have asked my father. How about this method? I would have had a deep discussion with my father.

I tried to exhaust Geom Woo-jin’s internal energy, but instead, the internal energy of both of them was exhausted to a great extent.

At the end of that impatience, Heukjae used a move he had been saving.

Black Heaven is endless.

The blue black energy that shot out from the tip of the Black Emperor’s sword split into eight streams and flew towards Geom Woo-jin.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.

The sword energy poured down, cutting through even the blood of the Kirinyosha.

And this was the moment that Geum Woo-jin had been waiting for.

The moment when the bloody body is cut off by the great attack of the Black Emperor!

Geumwoojin flew away as if exploding.

The swordsmanship rushed through the severed bloodline. The target was none other than the Kirinyosha. Black Heavenly Swordsmanship should have hit the swordsmanship, but instead, it missed the most.

Shhh!

In an instant, the rushing Black Swordsman cut down the Kirin Yosa.

‘fast!’

The Kirin Yosa desperately swung his claws while raising his agility to the limit.

Paaaaak!

But her fingernails were cut off.

Then, without giving him time to dodge, Geom Woo-jin cut his shoulder so hard that a lot of blood spurted out.

In a moment of crisis, the Black Emperor did not help himself.

‘Why don’t you help?’

You know very well that if you die, you’ll be next. No way? Did you run away in fear?

‘dastardly!’

The third attack was not stopped.

Phew!

With half her waist cut off, she could no longer hold on and collapsed on the spot.

Only then could she see that the Black Emperor had not run away, but that he could not come to her aid.

Saaaaak.

Heukje was surrounded by someone on all sides and was being slaughtered. Surrounding him were evil spirits.

The first form of the Nine-Fire Demon’s Destruction.

It was right after the destruction ceremony of Geomwoojin took place.

When the demons first appeared, Black Emperor was truly breathless.

It wasn’t just a scary looking lump of energy. The enormous magical energy was squeezing him from all sides, so his true energy wasn’t flowing smoothly.

I unleashed my martial arts and unleashed all my might, but it was no use.

I saw the sword dance.

It certainly felt bigger and stronger than his own demons. The four demons with scary faces were attacking the black monk.

Crunch! Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!

It wasn’t just a one-time strike. It was a continuous strike as if the opponent was alive. If the opponent withstood the first attack, it meant that he could strike a second or third time. It was definitely different from the annihilation ritual he was performing.

But that wasn’t what really changed.

Originally, the demons of Geomwoojin had no expressions. The demons of Geommugeuk had different appearances and emotions, which made them special.

But today’s demon was different. I felt some emotion in the gaze of the demon looking at my father.

‘It’s different from before!’

The father’s gaze as he looked at it also deepened.

Annihilation in real life.

It may have been the first change and connection that my father felt.

Immediately afterwards, your demons completely disappeared.

In that place where silence had fallen, only the stronger scent of blood filled the air.

The surroundings were a mess. There were countless marks on the floor and walls.

Traces left by the bloody sword, traces left by the black spirit of the Black Emperor.

Traces left behind were as dense as a spider web, or even denser than a Go board.

‘How on earth did you avoid it?’

To them, it was a sign of failure, and to Geum Woo-jin, it was a sign of success.

Even the hem of Geumwoojin’s clothes wasn’t torn at all.

And when the enemy’s weakness was revealed, he never missed that opportunity.

Geom Woo-jin glanced at Geommu-geuk.

My father’s eyes seemed to be asking, ‘Are you watching the fight you want to see?’

Geommugeuk answered with his eyes, ‘Yes, I saw it clearly.’

The swordsman looked at his enemies.

Now two more have died, leaving eight left.

At that moment, Geommu-geuk realized that there should have been eight enemies, but there were only seven.

Where did one go?

At that very moment, someone suddenly appeared right in front of me and brandished a sword.

Oh my god!

He was none other than the Red-Eyed Prince, whose face was completely red.

This technique of moving through space in an instant was one of his secret moves, the corridor extreme step.

He was a quick-witted swordsman who possessed a wondrous renewing technique. He was confident. If he attacked first, his opponent would never be able to stop him.

‘To kill the leader of the Demonic Cult, you must take his children hostage!’

Since his goal was not to kill, he flew towards his black sword’s shoulder.

I heard rumors that the cult leader was great, but to him, he was just a cult leader.

Chae-ae-aeng!

But his sword was blocked.

Surprisingly, the person who struck back at the flying sword was Geom Woo-jin.

The light air that flew in in a flash, faster than the speed of the corridor, was none other than the Heavenly Horse Flight Technique.

“As expected! I knew that Father would save me.”

At the leisurely reaction of the sword dance, Prince Jeok-an had a moment of doubt.

‘No way? Did you avoid me on purpose because you knew I would save you?’

Isn’t that even more amazing than avoiding it?

But now was not the time to be thinking about that.

The Red-Eyed Prince quickly swung his sword and surprised the Sword Wu Jin.

Oh my god!

This time, he struck first again.

Chae-Ang!

But it was blocked again. Just as fast as his sword was, Geom Woo-jin’s sword was also fast.

“Thanks to you, I got to see my father fight right next to me.”

The moment the sword dance ended, the swords of Geomwoojin and Jeokan Gongja clashed.

Geommugeuk did not step back, but watched the fight between the two people like a pillar.

I didn’t worry about the blind sword flying at me. The swords were flying so fast, and if I paid attention to anything else, my opponent’s sword would pierce my neck.

The two men’s swords were swinging so fast that it felt like they were swinging dozens of swords at the same time. But their sword was only one.

The Black Demon Sword appeared to overlap the Heavenly Demon Sword. The two swords moved in the same way, then changed, and then moved together again.

Even in the moment when the swordsmen were striking each other so quickly that they were almost invisible to the eye, in Geommugeuk’s mind, both his father’s sword and his own sword were visible.

I instinctively felt and learned the difference between the two swords, because it was a speed that I couldn’t keep up with with my head.

‘Father, I think we’re going to have to catch up and talk all night about today’s fight.’

I felt a lot from my father’s fight. And I thought that if we talked all night, my father would definitely achieve something. That was the kind of realization I had today.

As the two men’s swords were fast, the result of the fight also came quickly.

Crunch!

The fight ended with the sound of bones cracking.

No change in results.

The Red-Eyed Prince staggered back, clutching his chest. Blood was seeping out from between his fingers.

The Red-Eyed Prince staggered towards the swordsman next to him.

His eyes were filled with resentment, as he had ended up dying while trying to take him hostage for no reason.

He grabbed the hem of Geommugeuk’s clothes. Geommugeuk let him do whatever he wanted.

“… … This kid! I should have killed you.”

He knelt down but did not let go of the hem of his clothes.

The swordsman looked down at his eyes, which were losing their vitality.

He wiped the blood off his face with his hand and smeared it red on his own face.

“From now on, I am the Red-Eyed Prince. What kind of prince am I when I am old?”

The Red-Eyed Prince glared at him with an angry face and died right there.

Geommugeuk looked up at Kyocheon and smiled with a bloody face.

“I am your enemy, so don’t even think about taking me hostage.”

Anger and bewilderment crossed Kyo-Cheon’s face at the same time.

“That crazy guy.”

Then, the gaze of the swordsman directed at him became cold.

“If you were thinking of messing with the Demon Lord, you would have to be crazier than me to come here.”