Absolute Regression Chapter 543

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“You’re alive.”

Even though the opponent’s appearance had changed a lot, Geommugeuk recognized who it was.

He was the king who came back alive from hell.

The sword dance now made sense. Why did he dare to hold today’s banquet when he knew he was there?

Why did this movement behind the scenes feel different than before? Why was it so rough?

It was because this man, the King of Fighters, had a desire for revenge.

It became clear why the person used in Cheonhwaruju’s trap was a non-sign. It was the leader of the Apostles who drove him to the brink of death.

The king slowly got out of the palanquin.

Rumble, rumble.

His chest was also wrapped tightly with a blue-colored iron chain. The blue-colored iron chain was not made of ordinary metal. It gave him the feeling that this chain would have much more power than the armor or armor he had worn before.

A woman’s voice was heard from inside the palanquin.

“When I saved this person with the Dark Route Return Technique, the poison had spread throughout his body and even the Great Immortal could not save him. Your Poison King’s poison is truly vicious.”

Indeed, the poison that had not yet been completely removed was still flowing out from the King’s breath.

The Poison King will be extremely angry if he finds out about this. He’ll have something to tease him about.

“But we decided to save it. It took a lot of effort and a huge investment. It took two major procedures and six treatments.”

The expression on the tomb king’s face distorted as if he was remembering that time. He had to endure the pain of wanting to be killed.

All that pain was endured because of this moment.

“As you can see, it was worth the investment.”

The prayer of the king was tremendous.

He felt more powerful than any enemy I had ever met. If the previous Fighter I had met had the feel of a fighter, the current Fighter felt like he had surpassed that level.

It felt like watching a dedication that transcended not only victory or defeat, but even life and death.

There was death in his eyes.

There was a white rim around the pupil. Geommugeuk also knew what it meant.

‘You’ve even mastered the Dark Sky God technique!’

The original strong fighter received all the great laws and even learned the Dark Blue Night God technique, meaning that he became much stronger than his original abilities.

There was even the poison of the Poison King being spewed out.

He himself was invincible and unaffected by poison, but if Bisain or Jin Hagun were to fight him, they would not be able to withstand it because of the poison. It was a situation where the King of Fighters and the King of Poison were attacking him together.

The King of Fighters was confident that he could single-handedly destroy everyone here.

“How strong have you become?”

“As much as I have devoted my life to it.”

Now that I have mastered the Dark Heavenly God technique, I can no longer see the sun.

Just for this revenge.

The King of Fighters walked slowly. Everyone’s eyes were focused on his every step. The fighting spirit that the King of Fighters was giving off was so strong that it could handle everyone here.

He looked around as if he was coming into the world for the first time.

Oh my god!

Pufufufu!

As he waved his hand, all the Baekgyesangdan warriors who had gathered together died with their bodies bursting.

It was a move that left no time to block or say anything. Just looking at this one move, you could tell how strong he had become. It was really fast and powerful.

The one who let out a scream at that sight was Bu Dan-ju. He was shocked when all the people he had brought died in one day.

The swordsman spoke to him softly.

“Didn’t you know this would happen?”

Of course, Pyeongwi came prepared to die. But he didn’t know that they would kill his subordinates first. If he had to kill them, he had to kill them last. He had to let them see his revenge before killing them!

“You were deceived by them. They, not the Apostolic Alliance, used you to create this place today.”

“Don’t make me laugh!”

When his subordinates died, Pingwei became even more distrustful. He flew away like a man who had lost his mind and fell face down in front of the palanquin.

“Kill them like you promised!”

The dark king was cruel to him who ran into his arms like this.

“The cult leader is right. You were used by us.”

In that moment, Pingwei’s face completely hardened. He was surprised and embarrassed, so I told him the truth.

“To be exact, it was Danju’s wife who used you.”

In that moment, Pyeongwi opened his eyes wide. It was the moment when his worries, which had been hopeless, became reality.

The moment I learned the truth.

“Eww!”

He let out a terrible scream. Suddenly, the tombstone came up behind him and grabbed him by the throat.

He didn’t break his neck. That would have been better for him.

The moment the poison flowing from the King’s hand invaded his body, he writhe in excruciating pain and die.

Bam.

The king threw his body in front of the swordsman.

And he placed the blame for the death on Geommugeuk.

“It’s all your fault.”

Of course, it wasn’t a sword dance that could be accepted obediently.

“How many eyes are there watching you right now? Why are you being unreasonable?”

“If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be here. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have this poison in my body.”

He was resentful that things had turned out this way when Geommu-geuk revealed his hidden existence in the Apostolic Alliance. It was because Geommu-geuk had dragged in the Apostolic Alliance leader and the Poison King.

“Why me? It’s because of you who hid in a place you shouldn’t have been hiding in the first place. Why me? It’s because of your narrow-minded heart that can’t let you go, saying, “You suffered all this time if you used me.”

I tried to make Geommugeuk feel guilty, but I couldn’t get my money’s worth.

“And why are you doing this to me? You should seek revenge from the Apostle Lord or the Poison King. Why? Are those two people scary? That’s why you’re tormenting me, a weak and young person?”

Bisain and Jinha burst into laughter at the words weak and childish. It was a sword dance that made people laugh even in such a terrifying situation.

Of course, those words were a touchy subject to the king.

“Shut up!”

Iron grumble.

A clenched fist made a metallic sound. The expression on the face of the King, who seemed like he would never blink under any circumstances, was frozen.

“The leader of the apostles will soon die by my hand.”

The King of the Tooth was going to kill everyone here and the Apostolic Leader. He felt that there was no way this body, which was being forcibly maintained by the Great Law, could live long. He would kill everyone before he died. The organization must have wanted that too, so they spared him.

Then the king spoke from the palanquin.

“It is true that the rumor that the little sect leader’s mouth is sharper than his sword.”

The sword dance could tell that the Dark King had come forward to calm down the excited King. The Dark King was definitely the one who was difficult to deal with.

“What the truth! It’s just a rumor.”

Geommugeuk looked back at Bisain and asked.

“Isn’t the sword sharper than my mouth?”

Then Visain shook his head firmly.

The sword dance made a face of bewilderment.

“Why are you trying to make me laugh in such a serious situation?”

The visage of the man spoke. Isn’t that you?

This time, Geommu-geuk saw Jin Ha-gun.

“I trust you to tell the truth.”

“I don’t want to argue with you.”

He said it so plainly that it sounded like the truth.

Laughter flowed out from inside the palanquin. Both the swordsman and the dark king were at ease.

“Let’s see for ourselves which one is spicier.”

The moment he finished speaking, the palanquin door opened again.

Urrrrrrr.

The hand that cut through the curtain. It was a dry hand full of wrinkles.

The person whose face was revealed was an old man. There could not have been a female king, a fighting king, and this old man in the palanquin, so it was a moment when I could be certain that the space inside was not an ordinary space.

The old man’s eyes were extremely sharp.

The old robe was covered in strange patterns, and the fan he spread out was also covered in unknown patterns.

A strange aura emanated from his body.

The first person to recognize him was Jin Ha-gun.

“Monster!”

He was a martial arts master who was skilled in all kinds of sorcery and formations and caused chaos in the martial arts world. His sorcery was so vicious and wicked that many people lost their lives to him.

Now I know who created the formation installed at Baekgyesangdan.

The monster looked at Jin Ha-gun and said.

“You tried to catch me, so try to catch me.”

The demon warriors of the Destruction Corps all stood in front of Jin Ha-gun and aimed their swords.

But the monster wasn’t scared at all.

Another figure emerged from the cauldron. This time it wasn’t a person. Something leaped out.

Krrrrrr.

Surprisingly, what came out of the cauldron was a black dog as big as an adult. It wasn’t just any ordinary dog. It had a body bigger than a wolf and had huge fangs.

A black aura was emanating from its large body like a mist. It was truly a hellhound that could guard the gates of hell.

It wasn’t just one dog. Dozens of hellhounds came out one after another. The sight was truly bizarre, as if this palanquin was connected to hell.

The last person to come out was recognized by Visain.

“Dog man!”

He was a master of the Sapha who called himself a dog master and used dark magic among sorcery. He was a person who rarely showed himself to the outside world, but he showed up here today. The hellhounds he summoned were terrifying creatures known to bite and kill even masters.

The hellhounds looked up at one spot and growled softly.

It was right on the roof where the evil Soma was standing.

The evil Soma just looked down in silence as dozens of hellhounds growled at him.

The four black-clad men who had flown in with the palanquin stood in front of Bisain, holding lanterns.

The thirteen apostles simultaneously drew their swords and aimed at them. The four men in black showed no fear at all even though their swords were pointed at a force they could not match.

At that moment, the Visain saw that their shadows were long and stretched out along the palanquin. It was a strange sight, as if they were one with the palanquin.

The monster is Jin Ha-gun, the general is the evil So-ma, and the four black-clad men who escorted the palanquin are Bi Sa-in.

And the king of the fight performed a sword dance.

The problem was that the Dark Queen still remained in the kiln. It was unclear how she would intervene in the fight.

Jin Ha-ryeong took Yeojeong and retreated as far back as possible. This was not a fight in which he should take the lead. He knew that if he had to run away, it was a fight in which he would have to carry her and run.

‘Brother! Be careful!’

The person she looked at at the last moment was Geommu-geuk. As always, he asked again.

‘Please take good care of our brother! Lady Rouge will protect me until I die… no, even if I die.’

The gaze of the swordsman who met her eyes turned upward.

On the roof stood the evil Soma. He was still watching the situation below with his arms crossed. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking, but the person I could trust the most in this fight today was the evil Soma.

The eyes of the sword master and the evil soma met.

His two eyes were smiling behind the mask. The abyss-like deep smile revealed the sword dance.

He has already become a truly evil soma.

Then that’s fine. Don’t worry about what’s behind you and just focus on the fight in front of you.

The first one to move was the king.

“Would you like to taste my fist?”

The King of Fighters thrust his fist forward. A cold blue energy flowed along the iron chain wrapped around his fist. He was full of confidence and composure.

‘You must know that I have mastered the art of fire magic.’

Does the Nine-Handed Demon Lord, who has not achieved great success, have the confidence to endure?

“Then let’s just have a taste.”

Geommugeuk didn’t draw his sword, but instead extended his fist.

Fist to fist.

It means let’s have a power struggle.

Whoaaaaahh …

The fighting king rushed towards Geommugeuk and threw a punch.

The swordsman threw a punch without dodging.

The fist that countered the King of Fighters’ Yeonhwanpungunkwon was the Byeokryuksurakwon that he learned from Kwonma.

The moment fists collided, an ear-splitting explosion was heard.

Kwaaang!

The fist of the swordsman hit the iron chain wrapped around the fist of the fighting king.

It was an attack with strong energy, but the king did not nod.

The swordsman and the swordsman glared at each other, fists locked.

Of course, it wasn’t an all-out attack, but that would be the same for the King of Fighters.

The king twisted his body and threw his punch again.

The second strike was much faster and more powerful than the previous one.

The second fist collided with the other. A louder noise erupted than before, but the King’s fist and chain did not break.

Again, the two men’s fists met in the air. The cold feel of the iron chain was felt at the tip of Geommu-geuk’s fist. That feel said, I will never be broken!

Again, the third fist of the King of Fighters flew in. It was faster and stronger.

Chae-ae-aeng!

It wasn’t the sound of fists clashing.

The black magic sword was already pulled out from the hand of Geommugeuk, who had stepped back.

He couldn’t handle the martial arts of the King of Fighters with his unfinished Wall Power Shura Kwon.

When I exchanged punches, I felt it with my body. I felt that I had become incomparably stronger than before.

“You have become a monster.”

Geommugeuk looked back at Bisain and said.

“Friend, if I told you to trust only me, I take that back.”

The sword dance did not lose its composure until the very end. And it said to everyone to cheer up.

“Today, we each have to survive.”