Absolute Regression Chapter 799

Episode 799: I am a Blood Fire

The darkness was driven away by the light emitted by the devil.

Swaaaaaaah.

The sight of darkness being pushed back by the golden radiance of the demon was truly spectacular.
As the light illuminated Amno, his shadow became visible.

“no!”

Despite his desperate cries.

Slurp.

The shadow rose like a human and grabbed Amno from behind, as if embracing him. As if he knew there was no escape, Amno offered no resistance.

Mabul remembered what he had said earlier.

―This is a place where shadows should not exist. It’s a place where shadows devour their owners.

“You really are getting eaten too.”

Amno glared at Mabul with blazing eyes.

“Do you know what you’ve just done?”
“You seem to have a lot of emotional scars. What would happen to you if your scars were multiplied a hundredfold?”
“Did you really think I’d fall victim to the soul-destroying technique?”

He wasn’t worried about being affected by the soul-destroying spell.

“Once the evil spirit appears, I won’t be able to handle it!”

He called his shadow a demon.

“Because you summoned the evil spirit, now we can’t leave this place without one of us dying.”

This means that you cannot eliminate this space by your own will.

Choaaaaaaah.

The shadow that had been holding Amno captive covered his body as if swallowing him.

“Eww!”

A scream erupted from Amno. Darkness was seeping into his body. He felt the pain of his flesh being torn apart and something unfamiliar entering his body.
The moment the evil spirit merged with him, Mabul was about to launch an attack. It would be foolish to simply watch this ominous situation unfold.
But before the seal could even form, dark energy swirled around Amno like a gust of wind.

Wheeeeeeeeing.

Mabul released his seal. He felt that attacking was useless now.

A moment later, as the gust of wind cleared, the dark figure within revealed a changed form.
Shadows covered his entire body, as if he were wearing shadow armor, and half of his face was also obscured by shadows.

And even at this moment, the shadow was writhing, trying to invade the remaining face beyond the half-line.

“Mabul, you have done something you should not have done.”

Mabul answered calmly.

“I wanted to show you the wounds in your heart. Who knew this would happen?”

The dark spirit, devoured by the evil spirit, emanated a life-threatening aura from its entire body. It looked like a fusion of darkness and darkness.

“And you weren’t planning on transforming into that form in the end anyway, were you? If you’re going to see it anyway, it’d be better to do it while it’s still strong.”

That’s true. If that didn’t work out, I would have summoned an evil spirit and fought back. That was the problem.

‘We have to hurry.’

When combined with a demon, one becomes significantly more powerful, but over time, one is truly consumed. If one is completely consumed, one becomes a madman, losing all reason. One
remembers nothing from that moment, and that moment is considered the moment of death.

Mabul clasped his hands together with a cold gaze.

“I will help you, sinful life, become a Buddha.”

Amno rushed towards Mabul.

“Shut up! It’s over!”

The dark spirit soared into the air, unleashing a series of punches. He wasn’t just mastering shadow magic.

Dark chain of attacks!

A powerful fist flew towards Mabul.
Mabul, instead of dodging, countered with a long sword.

Kookwa bang bang!

The sound of a mountain colliding with a fist and a palm was heard.
Mabul confirmed that his opponent’s power was far more powerful than he had imagined, and he felt a surge of nervousness.

At the same time, Mabul’s fighting spirit surged. Despite his efforts to control his mind, he, too, enjoyed fighting and winning.

This time, Mabul rushed at Amno and unleashed a powerful attack. Rosary beads were wrapped tightly around his palms, as if he were wearing a gauntlet. A golden radiance emanated from the beads.

Kwaaang!

The powerful swordsmanship of the dark magician pushed Amno back with a thud.

“Isn’t it more fun to fight by beating everything up?”

Before he could finish speaking, the seal of the demon was already formed.

Golden Ramadang!
Murderer!

A golden aura swirled and flew from the twin swords of Mabul.

Aaaa …

Amno also unleashed his poisonous magic against the strong winds that surged in like waves.

Dark shadow waves.

Shadows rose from the ground like waves.

Bang bang bang bang!

The collision of the two men’s energies shook the very foundations of the earth.
Despite suffering severe internal injuries when his previous Soul Collapse Art was destroyed, Amno remained undisturbed by Mabul. The combined effects of the Great Destruction of Greed and the evil spirits sent him into a frenzy.

This time, Amno’s poison magic, Amcheonsalwoo (暗天殺雨), was revealed.

Love, love, love.

A black spear was thrust down, aiming for Mabul’s crown.

grasp.

As Mabul twisted his body to dodge, the spear made of steel pierced the ground in front of him.

“Are you trying to kill me like this?”
“There’s no way it’ll rain just one drop.”

The next moment!
A myriad of dots appeared above Mabul’s head.
Dozens of dark spears rained down on Mabul, as if the one that had fallen earlier had been nothing more than a raindrop.

Swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish!

Since it wasn’t an attack that could be avoided by simply flying, the demon’s seal was quickly created.

Golden Lotus
Flower in Full Bloom

A golden light radiated and lotus flowers bloomed around Mabul’s body.

Papapapapapak!

The strong wind that flew in disappeared without penetrating the lotus flower.

“A lotus flower blooming on a rainy day is more charming.”

The two men looked at each other.
Mabul read the urgency in Amno’s eyes. Even at this moment, shadows were slowly taking over the rest of his face.

“What happens to you if you get completely devoured?”
“You should be asking what happens to you, not me.”

The consequences would be dire, both for himself and for Mabul.
Meanwhile, the evil spirits were rapidly taking over him.

‘We must kill Mabul somehow.’

The moment Mabul dies, the evil spirit will absorb the evil energy remaining in Mabul’s body, and then the full evil spirit can be appeased and separated.

But the problem was that Mabul wasn’t one to die easily. The more desperate Amno’s attacks became, the further Mabul drifted from death.

‘Damn it! If only I hadn’t worn an inner garment!’

Amno became more and more violent as he was consumed by evil spirits.

“No! Please!”

As the evil spirit covered the last part of his face, his eyes looked at Ma-bul. Their gaze was a mixture of hatred and pleading.

“You little punk, you’re going to die too.”

With those words, the evil spirit completely took control of him.
Now, Amno had no reason left. Only madness and murderous intent ruled him.

Mabul did not miss this moment when the owner changed.

Golden Dragon Lord
Sky Seal.

A ray of energy struck Amno like a bolt of lightning.

Phew.

The accurately hit Amno fell backwards,
but he soon got up from his seat.

The spot where he’d struck was once again filled with a black shadow.
Having been completely consumed by the evil spirit, he had grown even stronger, and his aura of greed and destruction had reached its peak.

‘It has to be finished in one go.’

To kill him, I needed to use the Magical Destruction.
However, the space was too narrow to use the Magical Destruction. This was where the Magical Destruction’s only weakness applied.

Woof woof woof.

Shadows summoned by evil spirits rose from all directions. Each one wielded a different weapon, and their dark, cold aura gave the impression of a massacre of warriors.

Akyeongcheon Army

The final season of the evil spirit.
No, the final season of the evil spirit.

Mabul swung his sword at the shadow rushing towards him.

Whoa!

A shadow burst out of the room, but another one rushed in.
Mabul found himself cornered, facing the shadows rushing in from all sides.
He turned his back to the wall and faced the swarming shadows. They were constantly being summoned again.

‘If this continues, my internal energy will be depleted and I will die.’

Mabul had to write a number. And then a thought suddenly popped into his head.

‘Will that work?’

There was a plan I’d been pondering for a long time. A long-held concern to address the Golden Dharma’s greatest weakness.
It was a thought I pondered while carving a stone statue, a thought I’d pondered while searching for poisonous plants.

However, it was a beginner’s technique that I had only organized in my head and had never practiced or practiced in earnest.

I didn’t know if it would be possible or not, but it was the best choice I had left.

Mabul unfurled his lotus blossoms, forcing the shadows back.
Within the lotus blossoms of Kang-gi, Mabul guided his true energy to a new blood vessel.

‘May the blood of the fire have mercy.’

A new seal formed in his hand. The last thought that came to mind at that moment was this.

‘The blood fire is me, and I am the blood fire.’

Hwaaaaak.

A golden glow emanated from Mabul’s hand, and a palm-shaped aura began to grow. It grew so large that it filled the space.

Hooo …

A palm flew forward, accompanied by a golden wave.
It wasn’t the demonic annihilation of a giant Buddha statue, but a new demonic annihilation. It wasn’t the palm of a golden Buddha statue, but the palm of a demon Buddha.

Kwakwakwakwakwa.

The shadows that had been blocking the path ahead were swept away by the palm.
The palm continued to advance, even pushing the dark figure standing behind.

Kwaaaaaaaaaaah!

Then a tremendous roar erupted.

As the rising dust settled, Amno was slammed deep into the wall. Deep handprints were carved around his body. Though small in size, his power rivaled that of the Demon King.

‘I did it.’

Even after achieving success, Mabul was surprised. Was it because he was so prepared for success that the idea to use this herbaceous plant came to him?
Mabul named this new herbaceous plant this way.

“Magic Palm Little Man.”

He admitted that he was a small person.

It wasn’t the mercy of the Blood Fire that made the herbivore successful.
It was his heart that destroyed the art of soul collapse.
It was his mental discipline that allowed him to overcome his wounds, accept his small stature, and even his small heart.
Smallness created smallness. It was a smallness greater and stronger than anything else.

“Ugh.”

A soft moan escaped the dark soul’s mouth, deeply embedded in the palm of his hand. The evil spirit that had dominated his body had vanished.

The life drained from his distrustful eyes.
Mabul clasped his hands together in prayer and spoke respectfully.

“Consider it fortunate that you died as a human being and go with a good heart.”

At this moment, he looked like a master monk who had attained enlightenment.
Amno, who had been quietly gazing at Mabul, lowered his head.

Sssss.

As his breath died down, the space where they had fought began to disappear.

* * *

Princess Ga-ye ran down the hallway.
She had escaped in the midst of the fighting.
The moment she left the room, her eyes met Cheonhwaruju’s. She watched her leave silently.
Sensing that the emotion in her eyes wasn’t hatred, she felt a surge of negativity, rather than gratitude for saving her life.

‘I’m unlucky.’

Is it sympathy? Or is it mercy shown because the person received the prophecy?

Even though they were in the middle of a fight, it was impossible for the Demon Lord of the Underworld to have been unaware of his escape.
Yet, she didn’t hold him back. This must have been because she had accepted the Heavenly Flower Lord’s plea to spare his life.

‘I don’t believe it.’

Why would he receive a prophecy at this very moment, in this greedy ship of wealth filled with dark energy?

‘Don’t make me laugh.’

The will of heaven could not have come down at a moment like this.

He didn’t even believe the Dark Princess had abandoned him.
Heukno, that old man must have been talking nonsense because he didn’t have the confidence to protect him. He
would go and confirm it with him himself.

She continued to run toward the room where the Dark Princess was, ignoring the broken things strewn about her path.

As I turned the last corner, I
bumped
into someone’s back.

“Oh my, this is surprising!”

The person who turned around in a frenzy was Geommugeuk.

“Who is this? Aren’t you our priestess?”

Gaye was startled. She never dreamed she would meet him in front of the Dark Princess’s chambers.

“Our Dark Princess is so scared that she locks the door and refuses to open it.”

The darkness of the Great Destruction of Greed enveloped not only the door but the entire room, making it impossible to enter unless the Dark Princess opened it.
Even if the Heavenly Demon’s Destruction could be used to blow the entire room away, opening the door seemed unlikely.

“I can’t open that door either.”

The swordsman looked at her quietly and then suddenly asked.

“Did the Lord of Heaven save you?”

For a moment, Gaye flinched. She had already responded with that reaction, but with a slightly angry expression, she asked Geommugeuk.

“Why do you think so?”
“If you came running here in such a hurry, it means your situation is not good, and we, the Demon Lords, do not think of you as special.”

As if he had been there, the sword dance drama understood the situation exactly.

“You demons are all dead.”

At those words, Geommugeuk laughed.

“So everything is going well. Ah, I miss our Amazons!”

To be so relaxed even in this situation? He was truly remarkable. Of course, that’s how the Dark Princess ended up in this situation.

Gaye’s gaze turned to the door beyond the sword dance. The Dark Princess, who was beyond the door, was probably observing the situation and even listening to the conversation.

“It seems the Dark Princess doesn’t think of you as special, even more than we demons.”

Geommugeuk also looked at the door and said.

“At least if my people were outside with the enemy, I would have opened that door.”
“Don’t try to divide us with useless words.”

As if she didn’t want to hear any more, Gaye sat down and closed her eyes.

“Kill me or let me live, do as you wish.”

The swordsman looked at the door and shouted.

“If you don’t open the door, I’ll kill the princess!”

Geommu-geuk raised his hand and attempted to strike Gaye’s Heavenly Sword. However, there was no response from beyond the door.
He lowered his hand and spoke to Gaye.

“Is there still a relationship left that could be used to cause discord?”

Still, she kept her eyes tightly shut and said nothing.
Then, Geommu-geuk heard something unexpected.

“Hey, ugly old man. I know you use your subordinates as tools and then discard them. But even if you don’t treat others like that, you shouldn’t treat the Princess of the Nymphs like that. Isn’t the Princess of the Nymphs the most important reason for your existence? It’s your justification? If you lose that justification, you’ll be worse than a back-alley thug.”

Gaye’s eyes shook slightly beneath her closed eyelids.

“I can ignore the priestess, but you can’t.”

The words she had once wanted to say to the Dark Princess came out of Geommugeuk’s mouth.

“If the priestess didn’t receive the prophecy, it’s not her fault. It’s your fault. It’s because your actions diverged too far from Heaven’s will that you failed to receive the prophecy. Why are you blaming the priestess for this? You’re so pathetic, you’re such a failure.”

Beyond the door, the Dark Princess remained silent.
The one who spoke was Ga-ye.

“What do you know?”

Her voice was a bit more subdued than before.
Geommugeuk sat down next to her.

“Do you feel better now? I can swear at you some more if you want.”