Absolute Regression Chapter 795

Episode 795: Do something annoying right now

The sword dance continued to advance towards the direction where the dark energy became stronger.

After his transformation, his five senses, as well as his sixth sense and even his survival instinct, were much more awakened than before.
Therefore, even the thickest fog of darkness could not slow his sword dance.

Shh!

Suddenly, a sword erupted from the floor, poking at Geommugeuk’s sole.
Geommugeuk instinctively dodged and leaped forward, only to see swords erupt from the walls on either side.

Shh, shh!

This time, too, I easily dodged and stepped back.
It wasn’t just the blade that protruded. The arm holding the sword also protruded.

There weren’t just one or two sword-wielding arms.
They filled the entire hallway. Arms protruded from both walls, the ceiling, and even the floor. It was a bizarre hallway, literally filled with sword-wielding arms.

Phew!

To see how he would react, Geommu-geuk lightly swung a sword.
As if a crab were closing its eyes, the arms holding the swords vanished into the wall in an instant. As the tension passed, the arms holding the swords reappeared. They appeared as if they were alive.

The sword dance drama could be understood. What unfolded before my eyes was not a simple organ device.

‘Among the dark magicians, this is the story of a master of dark summoning.’

Even though it gave me goosebumps and a sense of fear just by watching it, I actually liked the sword dance.

“Seeing how they’re blocking me from going like this, I guess this is the right way.”

Geommugeuk charged forward. It was a rush that made one wonder how he could possibly handle all those countless arms, but
Geommugeuk proved the answer with his skills.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Grab!
Bang! Pop! Pop! Pop!

With each flash of sword light, arms were severed. Even the arms holding the swords were unusual.
The swords flew at strange angles, stabbing the sword dance.
These attacks were tricky, coming from directions and angles unfamiliar to me in human combat.
Truly, the movements of a clever master seemed to have several brains.
It was simply a case of meeting the wrong opponent.

Papapapapapapapapak!

The sword dance surged forward. The black magic sword’s speed was so fast that only the sword’s light flashed through the fog, and the severed arms flew in all directions.

When the sword dance reached the end of the hallway in an instant.

Dhud …

The hallway floor was littered with severed arms.

Bang! Bang bang! Bang bang bang bang bang!

The arms vanished, dissolving into black smoke.
Amazingly, not a single hem of the swordsman’s robe was torn in the process. It was a truly overwhelming act of inaction.

At that moment, the door at the end of the hallway opened.

Suddenly.

It was a room where gambling was in full swing.
Geommugeuk looked inside. Despite the chaos outside, the room was still teeming with gamblers, absorbed in their gambling. The atmosphere was even more intense than when Geommugeuk first arrived on the ship.

‘The great destruction of greed is sucking all their energy.’

They were engrossed in gambling, oblivious to the fact that the swordsman was watching.
Some gamblers crouched in a corner, their heads between their knees, or even lay unconscious. The weaker ones were the first to feel the effects of the sapping of vitality.

Just then, a figure caught Geommu-geuk’s eye.
The old man watching them gamble was, surprisingly, the Dark Princess. Just as before, he could tell it was an illusion.

On the other hand, the gamblers were unaware that the onlookers were illusions.

The Dark Princess looked at the sword dance and said.

“How about it? Want to try your luck?”
“I’m not really into gambling, but I know a secret.”
“What’s the secret?”
“The secret to guaranteed winning at gambling.”

The Dark Princess waited for Geommugeuk’s answer with curious eyes.

“The only way to win at gambling is to never go beyond the door of this casino.”

Geommugeuk slammed the door and walked away.
Geommugeuk’s voice could be heard outside.

“I won.”

The Dark Princess’s illusionist looked dumbfounded at this action, but the door had already closed. The sword dance truly didn’t behave as expected.

As Geommu-geuk quickly walked down the hallway, this time the phantom image of the Dark Princess appeared in front of him.

“What if I get angry and kill them all? Why are you just going to leave?”
“So you killed them all?”

The Dark Princess had no answer.

“Yes, I knew it. Those people are maintaining this Dafa by shackling their desires. You can’t just kill them. Don’t you want to lose every single one of them?”
“You can go back right now and kill everyone in that room.”
“Then kill them.”

As Geommu-geuk showed his courage, the Dark Princess sent a piercing gaze, trying to discern his true intentions. But her heart still couldn’t be reached.

“Why? Did you think I’d be so desperate to save the gamblers here, protecting the Magachon people like they were my own? If I were that kind of person, would I have made it this far?”

Geommugeuk strode briskly toward the Dark Princess’s illusion.
Indeed, it was Geommugeuk who delved into the truth beyond the illusion.

“Let me guess why you appeared to me again.”

Geommugeuk looked into the eyes of the Dark Princess and asked.

“Things outside the ship didn’t go well, did they? You tried to take Ian hostage or kill him, but you failed?”

For a moment, the Dark Princess’s face twitched.

“So you came here to see if you could take those gamblers hostage and see if that would work for me?”

The Dark Princess neither confirmed nor denied.

“Or are you just stalling by showing up like this? Am I moving towards you faster than you expected? Why? Do you still need more time to unfold what you’ve prepared?”

From the moment I first boarded this ship of wealth and honor, it was a sword dance that showed unexpected behavior.

“I’m going to run from now on.”

The sword dance pierced through his illusion and then began to run.
When the illusion turned around, the sword dance had already disappeared around the corner at the end of the hallway.

The sword dance was running. If, as he suspected, the Dark Princess was trying to delay his arrival, arriving even an hour earlier would give him an absolutely advantageous fight.

The new form of the sword dance that had been running through the fog stopped.
The corridor ahead was filled with something.

Red eyes glowed in the darkness.
I knew it with intuition. They had human form, but they were monsters summoned through dark magic.
There were more than one or two of them. They filled the hallway. The dark aura they radiated alone was enough to terrify anyone.

‘These are the monsters summoned by the master of dark summoning.’

Judging by the opponent’s momentum, it was clear that the summoned being was stronger than the arms that had previously wielded the sword.

“Kuaaaah!”

The monster in the lead roared and charged towards the sword dance.

Whoosh! Crunch!

The monster’s body was torn apart along the diagonal lines of the black magic sword, which struck with lightning speed.
And this was the moment the monster’s attack began.

Cheeeeeeek.

Black blood splattered across the floor and walls, melting them.
It was the blood of the bastard, the volcanic acid used in the martial arts world to dissolve corpses.

That wasn’t all. Even though his body was cut lengthwise, he didn’t fall and kept on charging.

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The black magic sword moved with lightning speed, shattering him to pieces. Only then did the monster vanish into black smoke.

Cheeeeeeek.

Poisonous smoke rose from the ash trees scattered all over the place.

The narrow corridor was filled with monsters spewing volcanic acid. After one died, they stopped attacking and waited.
The worry of how to break through this situation was palpable, but Geommugeuk spared no effort in his martial arts.

“If you guys act like this, I can’t help it.”

Sweep.

A trustworthy light appears before the eyes of the sword dance.

The Great Destruction of the Nine-Hundred-Fire Demon King Jay-style.

It was a small annihilation, splitting into only two.
However, its power remained intact. The two demons that filled the hallway pushed forward.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwakwak!

The monsters rushed forward, trying to hold on, but they were no match for them. Their entire bodies were torn apart.

Puppup
…

The ash-like dust scattered across the sky, but for the demons of the Great Destruction, it was no different from being drenched in rain.
As the two demons pushed their way to the end of the corridor,
a scream erupted from the end.

“Eww!”

The demons stopped just before they could sweep away even the screaming man.
The one who nearly fainted was none other than the shipowner, Yang Dong. While entertaining the gambling-obsessed guests, he heard a strange noise outside, opened the door, and came out, only to be confronted by the demons.
Yang Dong fell flat on his back.
The terrifying demons looked down at him coldly.

“……Please save me!”

Ss …

Beyond the slowly disappearing demon, the words of the sword dance were added.

“Do not be afraid. For today only, they are your guardian angels who will protect you.”

* * *

Visain leaped onto the largest wolf statue in the inner courtyard.
Apostle Lord Baek Ja-gang stood atop it. From there, he could gaze down upon the entire Apostle League.

“I heard that a magic flower has bloomed in the Cheonmasin Church. Is that true?”

Visain, who was conducting operations outside the country, heard the news and hurried back. Hearing the news, he couldn’t express how shocked he was.
Baek Ja-gang nodded silently.

“It doesn’t matter whether you smoked a cigarette.”

This is what Baekjagang was paying attention to.

“The important thing is that Geumwoojin allowed it.”

Baek Ja-gang believed that Geom Woo-jin was never the type to ignite a demonic fire. He knew how proud he was. What if he, like that, had sealed off the Demonic Cult headquarters?

“Unless it’s a trick to kill us all.”

Baek Ja-gang’s eyes shone sharply.

“The really dangerous thing is that you’re going that way.”

The visage’s expression hardened. Of course, this wasn’t a trick to kill the Jeongpa and Sapa. This incident occurred after Geommu-geuk led a large number of demons. If they were going to start a war, it would mean Geommu-geuk was involved. That couldn’t be the case.

“If they were really targeting us, they wouldn’t have lit the magic lamp.”

That’s why Visain was worried about the sword dance.

“Is it because of the Thousand-Sal Castle?”

How could the Sadomae not know what the Cheonmasingyo and the Murim Alliance knew? Even the Sadomae was on edge about the appearance of the Cheon-sal-seong.

“That’s right. This incident has put the Murim Alliance on a state of war.”
“How will you respond?”
“We have to be aware of both sides and act accordingly.”

Despite the words that could have hurt his pride, Baek Ja-gang dismissed them as nothing.
Bisain respected and admired this aspect of his master. He was more proud than anyone else of walking the path of the Apostles and held immense pride as the leader of the Apostles’ Alliance. However, he never belittled others or exaggerated the Apostles’ Alliance.

“What would you do?”
“First, we should at least strengthen our vigilance.”
“No, that’s not it. If you were the leader, what would you do?”
“Are you assuming the leader of the Demonic Cult was a swordsman?”

When Baek Ja-gang nodded, Bi-sa-in answered honestly.

“If Mugeuk had lit a fire, I would have gone to help.”
“What if he invades Bonmyeong? Would you be okay with Bonmyeong being completely destroyed because of your friendship?”

At those words, Visain bowed his head and said.

“The disciple made a foolish decision, not considering the greater good, due to personal feelings.”

But Baek Ja-gang didn’t seem to have meant to reprimand him. Regret flashed across his eyes.

“I have never had a friend like that in my entire life.”

Visain looked at his master with a surprised expression. It was something he had never said before.

“Because you devoted your whole life to the cause.”

No, it was for another reason. The ability to detect when someone was lying was a curse, at least when it came to making friends.
There was another reason, in addition to my distrust of humanity.

“Because it’s bothersome.”
“Huh?”
“Aren’t you worried right now? You’re my friend, so should I go save you or not? I hate even thinking about it.”

Baek Ja-gang didn’t bring this up because he wanted his disciple to live like him. Quite the opposite. His gentle gaze turned to his disciple.

“It’s convenient to close the door, but you end up locking yourself in.”

The visa sign was clear. It meant that he should maintain his friendship with the Sword Dance Theater. It was a moment when his master acknowledged his friendship.

“I… won’t be bothered.”

Baek Ja-gang read the innocence in his disciple’s fearsome face.
Again, a surprising decision flowed from Baek Ja-gang’s lips.

“I’ve been avoiding it my whole life, so why not try something annoying now?”
“!”

Visain was startled. He could tell that what he had just said was that he was going to help the Demon Lord.

“Why? Are you surprised that I’m going to help you, even though we’re not even friends?”

Baek Ja-gang seemed like an emotional person, but he wasn’t one to make decisions based on emotion. That’s why I was so curious about his master’s decision.

“May I ask why?”
“If the Demon Lord dies, won’t you be unable to take revenge on him?”

“You can’t take revenge on the Demon Lord, not the Thousand-Year-Old?” I wondered, but the reason was unexpected.

“Didn’t the Demonic Cult Leader and the old man from the Murim Alliance boast about having two children during the three-way meeting? We need to show them that one well-raised child can defeat two.”

The word “child” sent a shiver through Bisain’s heart. Nothing touched him more than when his master treated him as his own son, not as his disciple.

“If that proud person lit a fire, it’s a matter of course. It’s no different from lighting a fire to get people to come.”

He also had no concerns about leaving the Apostolic Alliance without observing it.

“What if that Thousand-Salt-Soul bastard is strong enough to kill the Demon Lord?”

Baek Ja-gang had a feeling after seeing countless villains from various factions. What if they were such absolute villains?

“If I’m not in the blind, they won’t invade. So we’re leaving the door wide open.”

A sense of respect for his master naturally welled up in him. Bisain couldn’t hide his aching heart.

“Master, you are the coolest. I too want to become a leader of the Apostles, just like you.”

Throughout his conversation with his disciple today, Baek Ja-gang didn’t get goosebumps even once. If he’d met someone like this when he was younger, he might have had a friend or two.

“I’ll be back soon.”
“Yes, Master.”

Instead of telling his master to be careful, Visain conveyed this message.

“That revenge against the Demonic Cult Leader or the Martial Arts Leader…….”

I didn’t want to lose the revenge war on raising my children. Only for my master.

“Come and shout loudly. I will take responsibility!”