Absolute Regression Chapter 792

Episode 792 Just Open Your Eyes!

The evil soma, which had flown a long distance, landed in front of Ian.

“Thank you for saving my life.”

Ian, as well as the unmanned soldiers behind him, bowed their heads respectfully.
If the man in the iron armor had unleashed his secret energy, many would have died.

The evil soma, as if nothing had happened, carried his pack on his back and gazed at the ship of wealth floating in the distance on the river.
The dark aura he sensed there was growing stronger. The reason Mabul and Chwima had so quickly breached the barrier was likely due to that dark aura.

The evil Soma wanted to break through the barrier and board the ship immediately. He trusted the cult leader more than anyone else, but the Dark Princess was pouring everything she had into her final struggle. Even here, an unexpected ambush awaited.

The evil Soma spoke to Jangho and Ian.

“Let the men go to the safe house and wait, leaving only those who need to stay behind.”
“Yes, I will do that.”

This was enough combat experience for his subordinates in this exodus.
Ian left Chai Lan and Cheongmyeon behind. Chai Lan would be a great help in this fight, so he left Cheongmyeon behind. He left Cheongmyeon behind because of the extremely evil Soma. He thought Cheongmyeon would want to stay.

“Chief Lee and Chief Sa, take your men and go to Anga to wait.”
“Yes, I understand.”
“And make sure to take all the secret weapons. Especially that new iron armor.”

Seojin and Jihan, along with their subordinates, collected all the secrets left behind by the corpses. Fortunately, the evil Soma pierced their eyes in a single move, allowing them to obtain the Shingicheolgap intact.
These secrets from the Iron Gate will prove useful in various ways against the Cheonma Shingyo Iron Defense.

Jangho sent all the demons back. The tactical shields were reassembled into the carriage walls, but the gaping holes left by the broken shields seemed to tell the story of what could have happened if the fight had gone awry.

With all his subordinates departing for Anga, only Ian, Jangho, Chaeyran, and Cheongmyeon remained.
Ian felt the extreme evil soma’s consideration.
He could have sent them all to Anga. He’d done enough. Then he could have freed himself from the burden of protecting them.

But the evil Soma was giving himself another chance. To stay on the battlefield and gain more experience.
There was definitely something to be gained simply by standing here, gazing at the dark aura-filled ship of wealth, let alone fighting directly.

It was a consideration that only a truly strong person could do, and it was also a scene that showed how deep the relationship with Geommu-geuk was.

‘Thank you, Soma.’

At that moment, Cheongmyeon approached the evil Soma.
He hadn’t had a chance to speak with him during his journey from the sect to this place. Even if he had, he wouldn’t have dared approach him.

But I couldn’t just sit back and watch over the unmanned troops from behind like this.

“Thank you for watching over me.”

At his greeting, the evil soma still looked at the wealthy ship and asked, a question he hadn’t asked even after coming all this way with her.

“How have you been?”

When the evil soma asked after her well-being, Cheongmyeon’s heart ached.

“Yes, I’ve been doing well.”

Even though I left for a new life, how could I not long for the evil songs? Among them, the one I missed the most was the evil Soma.

At that moment, surprising words suddenly came out of the mouth of the evil soma.

“You can come back if you want.”
“!”

The blue-faced man beneath the mask glared. He hadn’t been this surprised when an ambush attacker suddenly appeared in the fight and thrust a weapon into his face.

The evil soma turned to Cheongmyeon. His eyes seemed to ask,

Even though the new life seems so good, it’s no different when it actually becomes reality, right?

Unsure of how to respond, Cheongmyeon lowered her head in silence. As satisfied as she was with her current life, she longed for the days of the maskless guest.

Then the evil Soma suddenly spoke.

“Come out.”

Cheongmyeon looked up in surprise. He thought he was being told to leave the ghost palace, but that wasn’t the case.
The evil soma’s gaze was fixed over Cheongmyeon’s shoulder, far behind.

Swoosh.

A black circle appeared on the ground in the distance, and a person suddenly emerged.
He was none other than Hoe, one of the Dark Princess’s henchmen.

I sensed no emotion from him. No hostility, no anger, no murderous intent. That indifferent gaze seemed even more dangerous.

The appearance of the meeting made the evil Soma realize one thing.
From their perspective, they should be concentrating their forces on the ship of wealth and honor, which contained the minor cult leader and several demon lords. Why did they come to him like this?

“So you’re after this major share.”

When Hui didn’t respond, Chai looked at Ian and spoke instead.

“If you’re an enemy, it’s only natural to aim for their heart.”

How dare you tease yourself with a heart story in this situation? Clearly, Chai Ran was more relaxed than he was.

“The young sect leader called it the heart for nothing.”

Although he was joking, Ian’s eyes were shining sharply.

“But thanks to that, my heart has become a little stronger.”

Having previously experienced a battle of selflessness, she had gained a strange confidence.
And that confidence fueled her desire to fight more.

The company looked at Chai.

“Wasn’t this the heart you were originally supposed to aim for?”

In response to his question rebuking her for her betrayal, Chai-ran readily admitted it.

“Looking for loyalty to Salsu?”

Chae-ran wasn’t well known to the Dark Princess’s direct subordinates. The twelve who would later become the Twelve Zodiac Kings were managed separately.
However, even if the other warriors didn’t know, they knew Hwe well. He was the one who relayed orders between the Dark Princess and them. He was
the Dark Princess’s most trusted subordinate.
He was the one who personally stepped forward.

“It seems the situation is so dire that you have to step in yourself.”

Hui neither confirmed nor denied.
His gaze was fixed on the evil Soma.

“What you said earlier was wrong.”

It wasn’t because of Ian that he came.

“I came because of you.”

The moment those words ended,
a black circle appeared beneath the evil Soma’s feet.

Swoosh.

The Evil Soma was instantly dragged into darkness.
It wasn’t a force that could be stopped by divine methods or internal energy. To others, it seemed as if he was falling, but to the Evil Soma, the outside world was turned upside down, and he found himself in a different place in an instant.

Darkness.
It was pitch-black darkness, devoid of even a ray of light. Even the white mask of the evil Soma was consumed by the darkness, completely invisible.

A meeting voice was heard in the darkness.

“You will be stuck here for the rest of your life.”

Among the Dark Palace’s powerful magic techniques, the Eternal Dark Prison (永世暗獄) was unleashed.
Eternal Dark Prison was a magical technique that entailed sacrifice and risk.

Instead of imprisoning someone, he was imprisoned there with them. And only the death of the one he imprisoned could free him from this magical realm.
Of course, the enemy would seek him out and try to kill him, but he could not find himself in this absolute darkness. The darkness was on his side, and it wasn’t ordinary darkness.

“In the end, unable to bear the darkness and loneliness, he went mad and died.”

Despite those terrifying words, the evil Soma remained completely unfazed.
Instead, the eyes beneath his mask were smiling.

He was an extremely evil soma who spent his entire life training, staring only at a white wall.
His life was centered on emptiness and nothingness.

That’s why words that Hui couldn’t have imagined came out of the evil Soma.

“It’s comfortable here.”

* * *

Chwima and Mabul were watching the black energy slowly creeping in from the end of the hallway.

“This is the energy unleashed by the Great Destruction of Greed. If you’re exposed to that energy, you won’t be able to fully utilize your power. Go back.”

At Mabul’s suggestion to turn around and go, Chwima suggested a head-on attack.

“Just go through it.”

There was a reason why Chuma made this choice.

“The young sect leader would not have avoided that energy.”

Mabul nodded. Yes, if it was the Sword Dance Theater, he would have cut through that darkness and gone to find the Dark Princess.

“Okay, let’s go through.”

In fact, there was also consideration for Chwima when Mabul asked to return.

“I can withstand that energy, are you okay?”
“I’ll try to endure it with my drunkenness.”

As the two walked into the black fog, a sinister aura enveloped them.
A golden glow emanated from Mabul’s body, protecting him.
A powerful aura, so strong it could intoxicate a man with just a whiff, enveloped him, protecting him.
Despite their inherent affinity for dark magic, their martial arts were unable to fully protect them.

“It’s really awful.”

A dark aura penetrated through the cycle. Chwima’s body felt heavy, as if he were suffering from a terrible cold.

“I’ve never encountered such strong dark magic before. If it weren’t for the leader’s Heavenly Demon Guardian Art, I wouldn’t be able to fully handle this energy.”

The golden light from Mabul’s body became more intense, and the cycle of the drunken horse also became darker.

“On the other hand, the dark magic they unleash will be much more powerful than usual.”

As I walked like that, I came to a fork in the road.

“Which way would it be?”
“The young sect leader would definitely be heading towards the direction where the energy is getting stronger.”

Chuma was certain. He couldn’t have just been drinking with Geommu-geuk. He knew exactly what kind of person Geommu-geuk was and what choices he would make.

Mabul felt a surge of energy in the fog for a moment.

“Then, this way.”

The two walked towards the more energetic direction.
They reached a dead end, where a large door opened.

Chwima and Mabul looked at each other and nodded. After exchanging a look of caution, they opened the door and stepped inside.

It was incredibly spacious. Having only ever navigated the narrow corridors of the cabin, this sudden space was truly unexpected. The ceiling was so high that I had to look up for quite a while.

It appeared to be a storage area on the ship, containing several large crates and nets. Ahead was a door leading to the opposite side. Fortunately, this warehouse had not yet been invaded by the fog.

“I feel like I’m starting to feel better now. Let’s take a break.”

Mabul, who had been tense the whole time, also sighed.

While taking a break and looking around, Chwima discovered something on one wall.

“Look over there, there’s a picture on the wall.”

It was a painting of a man standing with his eyes closed. Naturally, it looked bizarre, since there was only one person depicted on the vast wall.

“I feel a bit uneasy.”

Mabul was offended by the fact that a picture was drawn in such a space, but Chwima was even more offended.

“This guy, he looks really bad from the start. Even his eyes are closed, which makes him look arrogant.”

Chwima walked towards the painting, drawing up his stats. Mabul’s words could be heard from behind.

“I don’t know who drew it, but it’s well drawn.”

Yes, it must be so well-drawn that it makes me feel this way. The figures in the painting were so vividly drawn that they looked as if they might move at any moment.

“There’s no way a sailor could draw this well.”
“The artist must be into gambling.”
“I have a feeling this guy will definitely open his eyes.”

The drunkard was picking on the painting like a drunkard.

“You, just open your eyes. I’ll stab you.”

Mabul seemed ready to say something, but he remained silent.
Feeling a strange sense of foreboding, Chwima abruptly turned back.

“!”

For a moment, the drunken Ma’s expression hardened. A scene unfolded that truly sobered him up.
Ma-bul, transformed into a painting on the wall, looked around his body and surroundings in bewilderment.

“I think I drank too much. The devil is stuck in the wall.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the horse turned around as quickly as lightning and swung his dagger at the painting that had previously closed its eyes.

Whoosh.
Phew!

The dagger of the drunkard pierced the painting.
It was the man’s chest, his eyes closed. Despite the dagger’s impact, the painting remained motionless. What stained the dagger was not blood, but paint.

‘Isn’t this the guy?’

No! At that moment, the man’s eyes widened.

Phukk! Phukk! Phew!

Without a moment’s hesitation, Chwima stabbed him repeatedly with his dagger.
But the man in the painting smiled at Chwima, as if his repeated stabs were useless.

“You little shit!”

The man moved within the wall. The area of ​​his chest where the knife had been lodged had turned white.

Swish swish swish.

Then, as if brushing with an invisible brush, color filled the area.
He was the Dark Spirit, the secret weapon previously associated with the Dark Princess.

“You can’t kill someone outside, right?”

The Dark Spirit quickly climbed the wall and crossed to the other side, where the demon was. It was a truly swift movement.

“Be careful, Mabul!”

Mabuldo looked at Chwima and tried to say something. But Mabul’s voice remained silent, and only his mouth opened wide.

Mabul unleashed a volley of energy at the Dark Spirit charging toward him.
The tension of the flight was also depicted in the image.
Then, the Dark Spirit unleashed its own energy.

The two tensions that flew away, forming a picture, met in the middle and exploded.
The explosion was also depicted in the picture. It was ridiculous to watch from the outside, but the magician knew what was happening. Could it be a dark sorcery capable of instantly drawing in demonic spirits?

‘If you die there, Mabul-nim will die too!’

The problem was that that space was absolutely advantageous to him.

Chwima tried to enter the painting, but he couldn’t. The wall was just a wall.
He wanted to smash it all down, but with the demon inside, he couldn’t just break it.

“Kill that bastard and come out! I only trust in you, Mabul!”

Now, all I could trust was Mabul’s skills.
And he lived up to expectations admirably. He charged at the enemy, engaged in close combat, and seized the opportunity to complete his water seal.

Golden Ramadang!
Murderer!

Golden energy swirled from Mabul’s hands. The golden energy, spreading like waves, was breathtaking even in the painting.

“Okay!”

The watching Chuma cheered. The creature had completed the water seal in an instant at close range, so there was no way for him to dodge.

At that very moment, something unbelievable happened.
Mabul’s movements suddenly stopped. The golden qi he had launched also stopped mid-air. The Dark Spirit, trying to dodge, also stopped moving.
They had all become pictures.

And then something even more shocking happened.

Swish swish swish.

Something began to emerge between Mabul and the Dark Spirit.

“This is crazy! This is foul play!”

A dark hole appeared just ahead of the flying river. It looked like a passage leading to somewhere else.

Chwima’s eyes widened in surprise. A sense of foreboding surged through him. The corners of the Dark Spirit’s mouth, which had been frozen like a painting, suddenly rose!

“You really?”

The next moment, the painting began to move again. The energy released by Mabul entered the dark passageway drawn right in front of him.

At the same time, a dark darkness appeared in front of the horse.

Aaaa …

The murderers poured out their weapons on the drunkard.