Absolute Regression Chapter 518

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Kyo-Cheon felt his heart sink at the sight of the cold gaze of the Sword Dancer. He was the leader of the small group who should have been laughable to him. Perhaps it was because his words had touched his heart.

‘You should have come even crazier?’

Looking at the people who had become corpses and the vividly standing Geumwoojin, I thought that maybe that was what it should have been like.

Just as the Geumwoojin I investigated was different from the real thing, that religious leader also felt different from the religious leader I investigated.

I knew he was joking, but the sight of him looking at me with his face covered in blood made my heart blew with a cold wind.

Kyo-Cheon’s gaze naturally turned to Geum Woo-Jin next to him.

‘Like father, like son, right?’

On the other hand, Geum Woo-jin was looking at his son with blood on his face with a pitiful expression. Having only seen the solemn Geum Woo-jin, seeing him now felt a little unfamiliar.

Kyo-Cheon didn’t know. This change was the biggest reason why Geom-Woo-Jin had become stronger. Since he didn’t know the process, only the result surprised him.

‘Much stronger than the previous leader.’

How on earth? He knew better than anyone how difficult it was for those with the power to raise their martial arts skills.

Kyo-Cheon looked at the remaining masters, trying hard to hide his doubts.

Five of the twelve masters have died, leaving only seven left.

“When’s next?”

The intention was to push through with the original plan to somehow kill him by exhausting his internal energy.

At that sight, Hyeolcheondoma sighed inwardly.

The master was frozen. If the situation changed, the plan had to change too. His frozen head was only thinking about pushing through.

‘Will these guys be able to do what the previous five couldn’t?’

It was a moment when anyone would have hesitated, but one person strode forward.

He was a Gwangcheonsal. He was the one who had first felt fear at the cry of the Cheonmagum.

The look in his eyes now was more confident.

He had been killing people like a bloodthirsty madman his entire life. At this moment, he realized that the only thing that could save him was his madness.

‘Fear is yours, not mine.’

Another person stepped forward next to Gwangcheonsal. It was the Gwigeomja who had been startled by the Gwigeom crying in fear earlier.

Gwangcheonsal and Gwigeomja.

They were symbols of fear in their respective fields.

Since your son is here, you should have told him to take care of one of them.

Geum Woo-jin walked forward as if he was going to deal with them all.

The sword dance could feel that today’s fight was an important fight for my father as well. My father was also settling down that day.

While caring for the heart of the Bloodthirsty Demon.

Rather, it was a good opportunity for Geommugeuk.

I intend to keep this fight in my head from the beginning to the end. So, like reviewing a game of Go, I will chew on it over and over again and add it to my martial arts skills.

The Gwangmyeonsa-i wore gloves made of steel on both fists.

His favorite weapon, the Wolf’s Fist.

As the name suggests, sharp blades like a wolf’s teeth protruded from each joint of the fist. Judging by the flowing energy, it was not made of ordinary metal.

“With this fist, I killed all those who were an eyesore to me!”

His voice, full of his inner strength, resonated loudly.

When he put on the Nanga Iron Fist, he changed. Because the fist remembered. The countless people he had killed.

‘I can win! I will kill the Demon Lord and swallow him alive!’

Madness radiated from his eyes.

Geom Woo-jin, who had been staring at him quietly, returned the Cheonma Sword to its scabbard.

Then he motioned for me to come closer.

It means let’s fight with bare fists.

Gwangmyeonsali smiled with a sense of satisfaction. He was confident that if he could use his bare hands and the Langa Iron Fist, he could even take on the Demon Lord.

Whoaaaaah!

His iron fist flew towards Geom Woo-jin with tremendous force.

Madman’s murder.

It was the move he was most confident in.

Geum Woo-jin also rushed forward, throwing his fist.

Fist to fist.

Gwangcheonsal put all of his internal energy into this fist.

‘It’s your fist that’s going to break!’

Kyo-Cheon was hopeful. Even if he couldn’t kill Geom-Woo-Jin with that one move, he hoped he could at least inflict internal injuries. He hoped he could drain as much of his internal energy as possible.

But Geum Woo-jin never fought the way his opponents expected.

Just before fists clashed, at that last moment, Geumwoojin twisted his body.

The moment a fist with tremendous power passed his face, Geom Woo-jin found himself diving into Gwangcheonsal’s arms.

‘shit!’

I never imagined that Cheonma would avoid a head-on confrontation, and Geomwoojin’s movements of evading and advancing were too fast and exquisite.

Gwangcheonsal drew up his entire body’s self-defense energy and prepared for Geomwoojin’s attack.

But the powerful blow did not land.

The moment when two people’s eyes met!

Bam.

Geom Woo-jin lightly hit Gwangcheon-sal on the head. It was as if he was saying, ‘Wake up, you punk!’

Gwangcheonsal’s face was distorted into a hideous grimace.

‘Are you ignoring me?’

Even if he had hit his head hard, he would never have fallen. His self-defense system was perfectly protecting his head.

I thought so.

“Ugh!”

As he was about to launch his second attack, Gwangcheolsal let out a strange scream and fell backwards.

He had already died, his eyes rolled back white. He looked fine on the outside. There were no injuries or bleeding.

He didn’t even know it when he died.

That Geumwoojin wasn’t the type of person to hit the head of an opponent he was fighting against. If he did, there would have been a clear reason.

That one light touch gently dug into his defensive aura and later became a huge wave that completely turned his mind upside down.

It was the extreme of Geom Woo-jin’s internal double-handed technique, a martial art that strikes the outside and injures the inside.

The expressions of the swordsmen who had come out together, as well as Kyo-Cheon and the other masters, were filled with surprise.

If only Geom Woo-jin’s fist had shattered the iron fist, I would have been less surprised.

Just like when he killed the five people before, Geumwoojin did not show off his strength. He only focused on how to kill his enemies most efficiently. He was an absolute being who did not let his guard down, and an absolute being who used his head.

When he had to use his Guhwamagong, he used it boldly, and he also killed people with this little internal energy. While he was absorbed in his own fight, it seemed like he was also showing it to his son.

Son, if you have to fight twelve absolute masters of wheel warfare, fight like this.

The demon sword in the demon’s hand began to cry like a ghost. It was a mournful and eerie cry, as if it was foreboding someone’s fate.

He wasn’t just watching while Gwangcheonsal died.

He was preparing to unleash his best by raising his internal energy. He had been seeing that if he couldn’t do it on the first try, he would never be able to do it again.

Choooooooooooooooo!

The black aura that spewed out from his sword poured out toward Geom Woo-jin.

Ghost Sword Mixed Slash!

The ghost swirled around Geumwoojin.

It looked as if a giant black snake was wrapping itself around Geom Woo-jin’s body and about to burst.

‘Okay!’

As soon as the first move was successful, the demon swordsman raised his internal energy to the limit.

‘You devil! Just explode and die!’

The swirling black energy further squeezed Geom Woo-jin, and Geom Woo-jin was no longer visible.

Expectation flashed through the eyes of the masters, including Kyo-Cheon.

‘Even if I can’t kill you, you’ll suffer great internal injuries!’

It was just then.

Swish!

Light leaked out through the dark swirl.

As if the sea water was parting, the black energy split and something popped out.

It was a Heavenly Demon Sword with pure white magic energy rippling around it.

At that sight, the demon cried even louder. It was a cry of shock and astonishment that reflected the feelings of its master.

The next moment, a rain of black energy poured down from the sky.

The nine-flower magic sword, the fifth form of the soul-splitting magic attack.

As if he was warning that he would attack you, the demon swordsman flew forward and instinctively dodged the sword energy falling from his head.

‘Avoided!’

But the joy was short-lived. The falling sword was not alone.

Phew!

Another black sword fell from the sky and pierced his shoulder.

Phew!

The sword that followed pierced his crown.

Over his body, which had collapsed instantly, black energy continued to fall with time lag.

Phew! Phew!

Originally, the Jeolhonma-gyeok was an attack that struck several Jeongsu-ri with sword energy at the same time. It was also used in training to rescue hostages along with Geommu-geuk.

This time, the attack was concentrated only around the demon swordsman, with a time difference so that it could not be avoided.

I could tell it was a sword dance.

The decisive difference between his own sword strikes and others was not the number of sword strikes or their power.

time difference.

The father’s decisive blow was delivered after a delay, predicting the situation the opponent would avoid.

Geommugeuk knew better than anyone how difficult this was.

‘Will I be able to avoid my father’s betrayal?’

The Sword Dance Theater couldn’t dare to guarantee that it would be possible.

‘This is the level I must achieve. No, I must reach an even higher level.’

Because if I climb, my father will climb too.

As the demon swordsman fell, his whole body covered in wounds, the black whirlwind that had been swirling around Geom Woo-jin also disappeared in an instant.

Kyo-Cheon’s face hardened even more.

No matter how strong he is, this is not right. Gwangcheonsal and Gwigeomja are dying in one day? What kind of plan can he make against such an opponent? The words that came to his mind right now were not the best in the world, but the best in all of time.

Geum Woo-jin asked him.

“Would you like to come forward now?”

Still, Geumwoojin treated him with courtesy. Blood Heavenly Demon still regarded him as his master.

Blood Heavenly Sword Demon spoke to his master, who was glaring at Geom Woo-jin without saying a word.

“It’s not too late.”

Then, Kyocheon looked at the corpses and laughed.

“Do you say that after seeing them?”

“The dead are dead, and the living must live. Please confess your mistakes to the leader even now.”

Kyocheon felt that, unlike the leader or sub-leader, the disciples only wanted to survive somehow.

Even though I felt it, no good words came out.

“You are a traitor, but you are pretending to care about me in front of the leader.”

Bloodthirsty Demon didn’t make any excuses for him. Geumwoojin just watched him silently.

The person who replaced that bloodthirsty sword was Geommugeuk.

“That’s enough.”

Everyone’s eyes were on Geommu-geuk. At first, I thought he was talking to Kyo-cheon. He told Hyeol-cheon-doma to stop. But he was talking to Hyeol-cheon-doma, not Kyo-cheon.

“That’s enough, sir.”

Since the leader was present, Hyeolcheon Doma answered politely.

“The young leader should not come forward.”

“No, this is a problem that the parties involved cannot solve.”

The Sword Dance Theater knows. If Kyo-Cheon dies again today, it will leave a deep scar on Hyeol-Cheon-Do-Ma’s heart. It will be like his master dying twice in front of his eyes.

“Your master will pretend not to know your heart until the very end. That way, he will have a justification for what he has done.”

Then Kyocheon shouted.

“Shut up! What do you know!”

Compared to the excited Kyocheon, Geommugeuk was calm.

“You keep betraying, betraying, but if you look at it that way, aren’t you also betraying the school? If a disciple betrayed you, you should have called the disciple alone to take revenge. Why did you drag in my father? Why did you try to tarnish the reputation of the school and start a war with the sect? Why did you drag in your elder’s disciple?”

Kyo-Cheon was unable to immediately refute the pouring criticism, and Geommu-Geuk’s offensive continued.

“Honestly, your disciple’s betrayal is not important to you. It’s better now. Since it has come to this, let’s take over this martial arts world. Isn’t that the reason you have been growing your power?”

The gaze of the swordsman turned towards the remaining masters.

“What did you promise them? What did you promise to give them after devouring both the right and wrong factions through sowing discord?”

The moment he heard those words, Hyeolcheondoma felt that his master might really have such thoughts. The plot to sow discord with the sect might not have been just revenge. He might have gathered the ambitions of these old villains and tried to fulfill a dream that he could not achieve.

“So stop making excuses for betrayal.”

The truth is, Geommugeuk didn’t really know what was on his mind. He didn’t want to know either.

However, the reason he was being pushed was not to attack him. It was for the sake of the Bloodthirsty Horse.

Don’t put any value on the past. Your master is not worth it.

Geommugeuk looked at Hyeolcheondoma and said.

“Are you sorry to your master? No, it is not your master who you should feel sorry for, but your disciple.”

“!”

“Because of this worthless priest, I took the risk alone. For such a master, the elder’s disciple came here alone. The elder’s timid and cowardly disciple.”

Bloody Heavenly Demon’s eyes trembled. He didn’t even care about his master or his leader, and now that he thought about it, he didn’t even care about Seo Dae-ryong.

“Do you still think that the priest-student relationship should be meaningful?”

Hyeolcheon Doma turned his head and looked at Gyocheon.

Kyo-Cheon looked at him coldly, but the eyes of Hyeol-Cheon-Do-Ma still looking at him were hot.

After looking at him like that for a while, he finally conveyed his final thoughts.

“That’s right. I didn’t do it because of you, Master, but because I wanted to lessen my guilt. That’s why I wanted to save you. So… … I’m even more sorry.”

Kyocheon’s eyes twitched.

“I will send you on the last path. I will carry that guilt with me for the rest of my life. The problem arose because I tried to throw away what I had to carry.”

He greeted him respectfully as if it was his last greeting as his master.

Only then did he answer the question of the sword dance.

“This is not where the meaning should be placed.”

Although his voice was trembling when he spoke earlier, his next words were firm.

“From now on, my relationship with my priest is only one.”

Geommugeuk smiled brightly while looking at Hyeolcheon Doma.

‘Elder!’

There was a reason for pushing this forward.

Because I should have heard this before Kyocheon died. After Kyocheon died, Hyeolcheondoma would never have been able to say what he had just said. Fighting a dead person was the hardest fight in the world.

Even such a smart and wise person cannot easily escape from past wounds.

Past wounds have nothing to do with your current intelligence. In fact, the smarter you are, the harder it may be to escape them.

Bloodthirsty Demon also smiled faintly while watching the sword dance.

‘thanks.’

‘Sir, let’s go back and sit side by side by that sunny window and read books.’

Geum Woo-jin nodded slightly while watching the sword dance.

I could tell from his expression. His father had praised him for doing well. His father also hoped that Hyeolcheondoma would not be emotionally hurt.

Now, with a relieved expression, Geumwoojin turned towards the enemy.

I made eye contact with an old man with white hair among the five remaining masters.

“Long time no see.”

Then the old man asked with a surprised face.

“Do you remember me?”

Geum Woo-jin nodded.

“What a memory. I saw you when you were very young.”

Surprisingly, he was a demon from the Cheonmasin Church.

Honma (mixed devil).

The old man was a retired member of the Cheonmasin Church. He had great skills and held many important positions within the school. He was a person who was close to Kyocheon at the time.

“I couldn’t help it because you asked me so urgently.”

Geum Woo-jin asked directly.

“Did you know that this was aimed at me?”

After a moment, Honma answered.

“I knew it.”

Geum Woo-jin did not want to talk to him anymore. This betrayal was much worse than Gyo-cheon’s.

“Then there’s no need for you to come out.”

As Hyeolcheon Doma began to organize his thoughts, Geom Woojin also began to organize his thoughts in earnest.

An evil spirit silently appeared in front of Geomwoojin.

It was a demon that was scarier and had a more intense impression than the demon that had previously been used for destruction.

Ss …

The demons began to split.

This is exactly why I said there was no need to come out.

“Let’s die together there.”