Absolute Regression Chapter 800

I hope the 800th greatest star of all time comes.

The Black Noh hid in the darkness to stall for time.
There was no need for this one-on-one fight, this unfavorable one.
As long as the Dark Noh returned after defeating Mabul, they would win the battle.

What if I focus on attacking the Demon Lord with Amno and eliminate him first, then summon the King of the Nine Heavens with the Nine Heavens Descent Art? Then it’ll be three to one.

I could tear that nasty drunkard to pieces.

But the problem was that Amno’s fight was getting longer.

“What are you doing, not killing one of them? Come here!”

Fortunately, it was nearly impossible to find him while using the Shadow Stealth technique.
Black Noh was confident of that.

The Demon Lord’s Dark Night Eyes were activated.
The eye-shaped pattern engraved on the dagger of the demon dagger flashed open.
The pupils darted back and forth, searching for the enemy hiding in the darkness. The sight of the eyes darting back and forth was truly bizarre.

Then, his eyes fixed on a single spot.
Without hesitation, Chwima flew towards it and stabbed himself with his dagger.

Shhhhh.

Blood splattered through the dispersing black fog, and the surprised face of the black man was briefly visible.

Heukno again used shadow stealth to hide himself in the darkness.
But his eyes quickly scanned left and right again. The spirits rushed back to wherever his eyes were looking.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

This time, he thrust quickly without cutting the blade. It was a more accurate and swift attack than before.

Paat!

Blood spurted from the air again. It was even more abundant than before. Unable to unleash his Shadow Stealth Technique while using his self-defense power, Black Noh finally revealed himself.
His Shadow Stealth Technique failed to avoid the Dark Night Eyes of the Demon Lord.

He looked down at the wounds and stab wounds he had suffered. The unpleasant sensation of blood flowing down his body made him swear.

“This son of a bitch!”

The drunkard laughed and staggered towards me like a drunkard.

“When you’re drunk, you’re a dog, a dog.”

The black knight suddenly launched a surprise attack at the staggering figure.

Broken love! Broken love!

The drunken horse stumbled and dodged the tension. He was so drunk that he felt he could never dodge this sudden attack, but it seemed as if he would be hit, but he didn’t.

Then, suddenly, the horse roared and charged. It was a truly unpredictable attack.

I blocked that sudden attack by summoning skeletons.

“Ugh.”

Heukno vomited blood. He had suffered internal injuries while hastily using the Nine Heavens Descent Technique.

The horse charged forward, smashing the skeletons that had been pulled out with such difficulty.

Crackle, crackle!

He struck with his fist and slammed his torso into it.
Even when the skeleton grabbed him and swung its sword, he shook it off and dodged, then charged forward.

“This crazy guy!”

Although Black Noh had considerable combat experience, this was his first fight. He hadn’t expected his opponent to push forward so recklessly.

Chwima didn’t take his time. Unsure of the outcome of the fight between Mabul and Amno, he needed to end it as quickly as possible. That’s why his charge appeared to his opponents as a completely unseen assault.

Love, love, love.

The black horse radiated tension from the horse’s face, which was wedged between the skeletons.

bang.

The tension that had been blown away was released in the air.
The Sub-Hon-Ma-Jon standing behind had released the tension by blowing it away.

Heukno was furious at missing a good opportunity.

“These damn bastards!”

The dwarf finally broke through the skeletons and charged. He was laughing like a madman.

Shhh.

He grabbed the arm of the drunkard who was about to stab him with a dagger.
The two men held each other’s arms as if they were in a contest of strength.

Boom! Boom!

The remaining skeletons struck Chwima’s back, but Chwima continued to push forward, oblivious to the pain.

Looking closely at the blazing eyes of the drunkard, Heukno felt the fear of death for the first time. If it weren’t for the great destruction of greed, he would have been pushed back already.

Right then!

Whoa!

The tensile force of the flying Demon Lord struck Heukno’s face. Had he been even a moment late in drawing his Hosin Ganggi, his face would have been blown away.

“This coward…….”

Phew!

This time, the drunkard mercilessly attacked.
Heukno couldn’t come to his senses. Even a combined attack and a head-on attack?

Boom! Boom!

His nose was broken and blood was running down his throat, but Heukno had no time to examine the wound.

He tried to create variables somehow, but he couldn’t handle their rough fighting style.

I’m being laid back and proud. If I act like this, they’ll find some loophole.
If I show off a little, they’ll think about it and look for an opportunity.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The moment the strength left the hand holding the dagger-wielding Chuma’s arm,
Chuma’s dagger, which had been pulled out in an instant, sliced ​​through the air.

Puff puff puff!

Chwima, without any mercy, repeatedly stabbed Heukno’s heart with his dagger.
The moment Heukno’s limp corpse fell to the ground, Chwima spun back with lightning speed.

“caution!”

The Black Nose’s body, stabbed in the heart, wasn’t real. It had vanished into black smoke, and the real Black Nose was rising from behind Cheonhwaruju.
Just before his heart was stabbed, he mustered up his remaining internal energy and unleashed his final move.

Shadow removal technique.

Heukno grabbed Cheonhwaruju’s neck from behind.

“If you move even one step, this bitch’s neck will break.”

I was determined to hold out until Amno returned. This fight against Il was simply too much to bear. Having successfully taken Cheonhwaruju hostage, I now regretted it. I should have done this sooner, before my body became a wreck.

The next moment, Heukno’s eyes widened.
Cheonhwaruju was staring at him before him.
For a moment, Heukno was stunned. The person he had taken hostage was Cheonhwaruju, so why was he there? Then who was he holding?

Phew!

A popping sound erupted. A
hollow feeling filled his stomach, and he felt something leaking out.
The moment Heukno looked down at his stomach, he was struck by shock.
A hole had been ripped through his stomach.

The woman he was holding back lashed back. The attack was so close and unexpected, he didn’t even have time to brace himself.

The woman slowly turned away, freeing herself from his grasp. She wasn’t the Heavenly Demon Lord, but the Sub-Hon Demon Lord. She had clearly grabbed the Heavenly Demon Lord from behind.

“……how?”

Heukno knew. It was during that frantic fight with the drunken demon that the Demon Lord had cast a spell on him.
It was a spell he wouldn’t normally have been subjected to, but he was severely injured and had been hit, leaving him half-conscious.

The black man’s lips trembled. Just as he was about to muster the last of his strength to swear and curse at the demon lord, those filthy demon lords wouldn’t even allow him to do so.

Flash.
Crackle.

A single ray of energy fell, resembling the appearance of a drunken horse who usually drinks alone.

The second cup of the Jushin Dokju, the Jushin Dokju of the Dokmun Martial Arts .

The moment the strong energy struck Jeongsu-ri, Heukno’s entire body was shattered and he died.

He was the one who said he would not leave behind even an eye or a limb for the Demon Lord, but in reality, he left nothing behind for his own corpse.

The Demon Lord turned around and picked up the Thousand Flower Pearl.

“Are you okay?”
“Yes, I am okay. Thanks to the Lord of the Underworld.”

Cheonhwaruju bowed her head respectfully to the Demon Lord.

“I will not forget this favor.”

This was no ordinary lifeguard. Even when facing imminent death, the Sub-Hon-Ma-Jon didn’t flee, but instead protected him.
To the end, the Sub-Hon-Ma-Jon credited Geommu-Geuk for this.

“I was only following the orders of the young sect leader.”

That was exactly when.

Hwaaaaah.

They saw a giant golden palm appear faintly in the place where Mabul and Amno had disappeared, then disappear.

“This is Mabulnim’s horse.”

At Chwima’s words, Seophonmajon and Cheonhwaruju looked at the place with nervous hearts.

A moment later, Mabul and Amno appeared there.
Amno’s body was completely destroyed.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

At the greeting of the horse, Mabul looked at the traces that seemed to be black and spoke.

“I guess I made you all very angry.”
“On the contrary. We took the heat.”

Mabul smiled at Chwima’s answer.

“You’ve worked hard.”

Now, even the Dark Princess’s two henchmen, Amno and Heukno, had met their demise.
Mabul reached out and examined the dark energy flowing like fog.

“The aura of greed and destruction still hasn’t diminished.”

Dark Noh, under the influence of the Great Destruction of Greed, was by no means an easy opponent.
If the Dark Princess were to become even stronger due to this aura, the fight could prove incomparably more difficult than the fights with Black Noh or Dark Noh. This
was no time to be intoxicated by victory.

“Let’s go to the little sect leader.”

Mabul took the lead and walked into the darkness, followed by two women.
Chwima walked last.

‘Oh, my dear, I have left you one last drink!’

* * *

Five people left the Cheonma Shingyo main hall.
Geom Woo-jin led the way, flanked by Kwon-ma and Dok-wang, and at either end of them, the leader of the Pungcheon Sect and Geom-wang.

If Geommugeuk had seen this sight, it would never have been something he could just ignore.

-Father, you have now spread the strongest wings in the world!

It was a look that must have been said.

The four people following Cheonma walked behind him in silence.

They entered Magachon.
The place, which was usually bustling, was empty.

Geumwoojin stood in the middle of the street, gazing down at the empty street. His deepened gaze made it impossible to guess what was going through his mind.

Given the circumstances, the tension was unusual, and no one spoke.
Geom Woo-jin, Kwon Ma, and Dokwang were naturally reserved, and Geomwang wasn’t one to speak uninvited in a situation like this.

Except for one person, of course.
The leader of the Pungcheon cult, who had been quivering with laughter since leaving the main building, couldn’t hold back and spoke.

“Maybe it’s because of that tavern, but whenever I come to Magachon, I always think of Sogyoju.”

When the leader of the Pungcheon sect mentioned the sword dance, Geom Woo-jin accepted his words.

“You must have had a hard time because of your son.”

Since it was not someone else but the leader, I expected a response like, “No, don’t you know what a good person the younger leader is, even though he’s young?” But
the leader of the Pungcheon cult waved his hand and shook his head.

“Oh, don’t be ridiculous. My son made my clothes burst. At that time, I wondered what great sin I had committed in a past life.”

They all had experienced the Sword Dance Theater, so a faint smile formed on their lips. For them, the Sword Dance Theater was the only thing that brought a smile to their faces just by thinking about it.

Of course, the reason the leader of the Pungcheon Church brought that up was not to show off his sword dance skills.

“But now I’m grateful to the cult leader. If my clothes hadn’t burst and I hadn’t jumped up and down back then, I’d still be living a miserable life.”

Every day, I look at the new water and feel joy, and I keep the old moon in chains.

The gaze of the leader of the Pungcheon sect deepened.

“I am happy these days thanks to the little cult leader.”

The leader of the Pungcheon cult looked at Geom Woo-jin. He was always difficult and prickly, but he really wanted to say this.

“You raised him well, son.”

Geum Woo-jin looked at him and spoke calmly.

“Thank you for your kind words.”

Silence fell there again.

For a long time, no one spoke.
Finally, it was the leader of the Pungcheon cult who spoke again. Everyone was so silent.
If it weren’t for him, they could stand there all day, or even for a month, without anyone opening their mouths.

It was so stuffy and boring that even the Cheon Sal-seong who came was going to turn back! I couldn’t bring myself to say such things in front of Geom Woo-jin.

“If he really comes here, this Cheon-sal-seong will be a very unlucky Cheon-sal-seong.”

Everyone nodded in agreement, but not the Sword King.

“That may not be the case.”

He would never have come forward if it had been any other matter, but there was a reason he came forward this time.

“Why do you think so?”

An unexpected answer came out of the Sword King’s mouth in response to the leader of the Pungcheon Sect’s question.

“It’s because of the cult leader.”

This is why, when I heard the news of the appearance of the Thousand-Sal Star, the first thing that came to mind was the Sword Dance Theater.

“What if someone like the Little Leader was born to stop the Thousand-Sal-Seong that appears this time?”

The Sword King’s words were words that spoke highly of the Sword Dance Theater.

“What if the heavens were in balance with the small sect? If so, this Cheonsalseong would be the largest star in history.”

At the same time, it was a chilling statement.
The Sword Dance Theater was a new kind of cult leader I’d never seen before. If, as he said, he was a nemesis meant to maintain balance, it meant a truly terrifying enemy could be on the horizon.

After a while, Geom Woo-jin spoke.

“If what you say is true, I will definitely destroy that Thousand-Slayer Star with my own hands.”

Everyone could sense it in Geumwoojin’s unwavering determination. At this moment, he wasn’t speaking as a Cheonma, but as a father.

“If what you say is true, I hope the biggest star of all time comes.”

If fate were truly balanced, the stronger the Thousand-Sal star, the greater the son would become.

Watching the leader express his love for his son in this way, Kwon-ma could sense it.
Many people had changed because of the Sword Dance Theater, but the leader had changed the most. He seemed to have changed the least, but he had changed the most. In fact, the leader had changed even more than he had.

“When the evil star sets, the new star will shine even brighter.”

Geumwoojin nodded at Kwonma’s words. A look passed between the two.

“Let’s kill them ourselves, not burden them.
” “Yes, Master.”

It was not the gaze of the cult leader or the devil, but of the father and master.

The leader of the Pungcheon Church spoke cheerfully, as if trying to change the mood.

“Little Leader, where are you and what are you doing while your father is suffering like this?”

The person who received the words of the leader of the Pungcheon sect was King Geom.

“The young cult leader…….”

Just as he did to the leader of the Pungcheon cult, and to himself.

“Somewhere out there, someone’s costume is going to explode.”