Absolute Regression Chapter 809

Episode 809 I’m a person with a syringe

The Dark Princess’s words that she would kill everyone that Geommu-geuk knew were answered by the Demon Lord of the Underworld.

“You’re one of those people I know, right?”

As the Demon Lord revealed his power, Chwima and Mabul looked at each other.
They could tell that the Demon Lord wanted to fight the Dark Princess.

Mabul walked slowly and stood in front of Cheonhwaruju. He meant that he would protect Cheonhwaruju, so he could fight to his heart’s content.

Cheonhwaruju walked beside Gaye.
Gaye stared at her silently. She knew it. Even here, Cheonhwaruju was trying to save her. The demons would protect her anyway, so sticking with her like this would give her a bonus chance to survive.

“Why are you trying to save me like this? I lured you into a trap.”

Although he must have read the emotions in her eyes, Cheonhwaruju only looked at the Dark Princess and the Demon Lords with worried eyes.

The drunken demon and the demon demon stood side by side.

“Let’s have another proper fight.”

The Sub-Hon Demon Lord was grateful to the two Demon Lords. Despite his diligent training, his youth left him relatively inexperienced compared to the other Demon Lords.

Yet, they still recognized him as a demon, even while fighting the Dark Princess.

She gave a brief greeting to Chwima, and then to Mabul, who stood behind her. This journey was becoming the catalyst for her to rise to prominence as a true demon king.

The Sub-Honma-Jon slowly exhaled as if blowing a breath.

Phew.

Her breath spread through the darkness.
In that breath, sounds could be heard. Human sighs, groans, cries of sorrow, giggles—all the sounds of humanity were contained within that breath.

The air around them changed as the quiet space was filled with the sounds of joy, anger, sorrow, and pleasure.

Mabul radiated a bright light from his body, illuminating the dark space. As the darkness faded, the stars also lost their own light.
Chwima unleashed a powerful cycle, intoxicating the night sky.

As the three Amazons simultaneously prayed, the atmosphere there changed.

But the Dark Princess, as if to declare herself the master of this place, raised her index finger into the air.
At that moment, the stars surrounding her shifted their positions.

Swish swish swish swish swish.

As if the stars had shifted, so too had their positions. The surrounding energy the demons had painstakingly altered vanished. They were standing in a different place.

Just by looking at this one move, you could feel how great the Dark Princess was in this space.

Of course, that doesn’t mean they were the ones who would die of exhaustion.

“Since the Lord Seop-hon watched over me in the previous fight, I will assist him this time.”

When the drunken demon gave up the initiative, the Dark Princess provoked the Demon Lord.

“I’m putting you ahead because I’m afraid of dying.”

The provocation didn’t work on the Sub-Hon-Ma-Jon. Instead, it gave him an excuse to counterattack.

“You have sacrificed countless subordinates and are only now crawling out, are you going to do it?”

Her words were direct and harsh. She enjoyed provoking others by openly swearing.

“You ugly old man. It’s time for you to be punished for not aging gracefully.”

The Dark Princess’s eyes grew cold. She had resolved to fight with nobility, displaying authority and fear, only before the Demon Lords. But she had forgotten one thing.

“You damn demons all look like him.”
“That’s an honor to me.”

A flash.
A star floating nearby began to glow, then fell towards her at a terrifying speed.

Shh …

It was a powerful attack that had already forced the horse to retreat several steps in the first attack.

Just as Kang-gi was about to fall on her.

Shureuk.

A pattern was drawn in the air, swallowing the flying energy.
The Soul Demon Lord’s Soul Reversal tactic of redirecting attacks was in effect.

At the same time, a pattern appeared next to the Dark Princess and a strong energy emanated from it.

bang!

The Dark Princess held out her hand and blocked the attack she had launched. The shock shook her body, but she didn’t move an inch. This demonstrated the depth of her inner strength.

Swoosh!

This time, three stars flew towards her at the same time.

A pattern formed again in the air. However, although there were three stars flying in, the pattern was only one.

Kwaaang! Bang! Kwaaang!

Three explosions were heard in succession.

The Demon Lord sent one back, and the other two were blocked by the Demon Lord and the Demon Lord. They each unleashed their energies to block the other two attacks.

While utilizing the Soul Reversal Tactic, the Sub-Hon Demon Lord didn’t call out to the two Demon Lords to block the other’s power. He had faith that they would, of course, block it, and the two Demon Lords, Chwima and Mabul, lived up to that belief.

There, the trick went one step further.

As soon as he blocked the river, he rushed towards the Dark Princess. No one could keep up with his charge.

In a flash, the drunken man was stabbing the Dark Princess with a dagger.

Whew.

With a gust of wind, the distance between them suddenly widened.
The Dark Princess, who had been right before my eyes, was now a dot in the distance. She
was freely contracting and expanding the space of the night sky she had created.

The drunkard put both hands over his mouth and shouted.

“Sir! If you go too far, you’ll get lost!”

The dwarf taunted him, but his gaze was cautious. The move he had just unfolded was by no means a shallow trick. He was truly moving as if he were folding this space to move.

“We have no chance here. We have to tear this place apart.”

Everyone agreed with Mabul’s words.

But it was by no means easy. The Wall of Darkness was incredibly strong, and even if they combined their strength to break through it, the Dark Princess wouldn’t just stand by and watch.

Whirik.

The Dark Princess crossed the space again, approaching a dozen steps away.

“You can only get out if you die.”

At that very moment, the Dark Princess felt something unnatural about her body.
Red threads had suddenly bound her arms, shoulders, and legs. She looked like a puppet controlled by strings.

The blood silk puppet technique used by the Demon Lord has been demonstrated.

His arms flailed. One arm up, the other down.
The dark princess of the world looked ridiculous.

The Demon Lord of the Underworld’s Blood Puppetry technique wasn’t intended to insult him, nor was it because he was confident he could control him indefinitely. With his lack of internal energy, it was impossible for him to do so.

The reason I did it anyway was because I believed in the intelligence of the person I was fighting with.

Indeed, the drunken demon was already rushing towards him. Having gained profound enlightenment in the Dharma during this exodus, the drunken demon displayed movements incomparable to those of his previous time.

Chwima didn’t miss this opportunity. This fleeting moment, when he couldn’t move his body properly.

Shhhhh.

The drunken dagger was already flying towards the Dark Princess’s heart.

Phew.

Blood spurted into the air.

“Ah!”

The one who screamed was Cheonhwaruju, who was watching the fight.
Everyone was frozen in shock.

The blood that was scattered in the air was the blood of the Demon Lord.

The two demons , the demon and the demon lord, stared at each other.
The dagger had struck the demon lord’s shoulder. Just before the dagger struck his heart, the demon lord and the Dark Princess switched places.

The Dark Princess was looking at me from where the Demon Lord had been standing and smiling.

He demonstrated one of his martial arts techniques, the Dark Sky Changing Position technique.

If the dagger hadn’t swerved at the last moment, it would have pierced her heart, not her shoulder. For a split second, he saw joy, not fear, in the Dark Princess’s eyes, and instinctively changed direction.

Chwima’s heart sank. Truly, this was the first time he’d ever seen such magical power.
If he could wield this magical power so freely, how could he possibly kill him?

“Seobhon, are you okay?”
“Yes.”

The Demon Lord nodded to the demon with a look of genuine relief and pressed the acupuncture point on his shoulder to stop the bleeding.

The drunkard turned to the Dark Princess and smiled.

“You were there? Drunk and charging at our side! Anyway, that’s not how drunks work.”

Gaye, who was watching the scene, spoke softly.

“As long as the Great Destruction of Greed continues, that person’s internal energy is virtually infinite.”

Her words were heard by everyone.

“Someone outside needs to get everyone off this ship and stop the Great Destruction of Greed. Then, perhaps, we might have a chance of victory.”

Now, the Dark Princess no longer called her a traitor. Rather, it seemed as if this indifference was the greatest punishment she could inflict on her.

Having finished speaking, Ga-ye also stood expressionless. She
stood like this, her enemy, the person she had followed her entire life. Could a person’s fate change like this in a single day? Is it even possible for it to change?

While Gaye was speaking, another martial art was displayed.

It was the martial arts of the Demon Lord of the Sub-Souls, who had just nearly died. They were such skilled masters that they could unleash their martial arts in the blink of an eye.

Patterns filled the area around the Sub-Honma-Jon and the Dark Princess. They stretched out like a path, both around her and around the Dark Princess.

The next moment.

hook.

She was standing in front of a door.

Direct connection between heart and soul.

It was a display of the art of seduction, directly entering the mind of the opponent. Directly seducing a master, like the Dark Princess, was an extremely dangerous endeavor.

However, the most powerful martial art he possessed was the art of soul-control, the art of controlling the mind of his opponent. He had no choice but to win this fight.

The Demon Lord opened the door and went in.

It was an empty room.

I re-entered the room through the door. The next room was also empty.
These rooms were where I could view the memories of those who had been subjected to the spell. Not just any memories, but memories of their best moments. Using those best moments, I could manipulate the other person.

Every time I open a room and enter, I go back in time.

The next room was also empty.

The Soul Master had performed countless soul-binding spells, but this was the first time he had seen a room this empty.

I passed from old age to middle age and entered the door of my youth.
But even the fond memories of my youth were empty.

How can this be?

When I opened the last room like that, there was one memory there.

I saw the Dark Princess with someone from her childhood. She was smiling brightly as she looked up at the person she was with. Her back was turned, so I couldn’t see who she was.

This is the only pleasant memory he has in his whole life.

It occurred to me that perhaps this might be the first and last time in his life he had ever smiled so brightly.

Just as the Sub-Hon-Ma-Jon was about to approach the man, his back turned,
the eyes of the Dark Princess, who had been looking up at the man as a child, suddenly shifted and looked at her.

“!”

It was the first time that an image in my memory moved so spontaneously.

The moment an ominous feeling welled up in him, the Sub-Hon-Ma-Jon quickly ran back the way he had come.

Every time I passed a room, the door closed by itself.

Knock! Knock!

I had a gut feeling that if I were trapped in that room, I wouldn’t be able to escape. That would be the result of the failed soul-binding spell, leading to possession by the devil.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

It closed and closed again. The moment she ran quickly and barely escaped the last room.

Her eyes flashed open.

Clang.

The patterns that connected the Soul Demon Lord and the Dark Princess were destroyed and broken.

She swallowed hard the blood welling up inside her.

The marriage ceremony was a failure.

“Who is that person?”

The Dark Princess’s face twitched at the question from the Demon Lord. Was it anger at having her true feelings revealed? A powerful dark energy surged from his body.

Seven of the stars in the night sky began to shine.

The Great Dipper’s Extinction.

The seven stars filled the space and poured down on the Sub-Hon-Ma-Jon.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeek!

It was an attack of incomparable power to the one that had previously struck. It flew so wide and fast that there was no room to dodge.
She had raised her self-defense skills to the limit, but she had to brace herself for internal injuries.

Just then, Mabul’s voice was heard from behind.

“It’s nice because it’s spacious here.”

Mabul’s fingers were already forming a water seal.

The demon slayer!

A giant blood flame rose from the night sky. Seven powerful energies flew in and struck the blood flame.

Boom! Kwaaang! Kwaaang! Kwaaang! Kwaaang! Kwaaang! Kwaaang!

Blood Fire blocked all the strong energy that flew towards the Demon Lord with his body.
A giant palm slammed down on the Dark Princess.

Kwaaaaang.

Originally, it would have been impossible to avoid the Blood Flame Palm in that space, but the Dark Princess expanded the space and ran far away.

Chuma decided he couldn’t waste any more time.
He had to decide the outcome before his internal energy was further depleted.

While they were away, Chwima pulled out the poisonous weapon he’d been carrying around at his waist, the Bloody Throat. It was the first time he’d pulled out the Bloody Throat since boarding the ship.

“Be careful, I’m a syringe user.”

When the unique internal energy was injected into the gourd-shaped blood well, the blood well vibrated and emitted a pure white light.

The drunken man’s poisonous martial arts.
The last drink, drunken man.

The drunken man opened the stopper of the blood vessel and gulped down the liquor inside.
A black light began to pulse from his body, and a pure white aura flowed from his eyes.

“Oh, I’m drunk!”

The drunkard drew his dagger, swung it in the air, and injected himself.

“Who is blocking my path? Get out of the way!”

The Dark Princess, who was watching this scene, displayed a new martial art.

“I’ll make it even more confusing!”

Amcheonhoeryunseong (暗天回輪星).

This time, the stars all around began to spin around them, as if the sky had gone mad.

Wheeeeeeeeee.

They were so dizzy that Cheonhwaruju and Ga-ye collapsed on the spot.

The horse, about to charge at the Dark Princess, stumbled and ran away. It wasn’t just the surroundings that were spinning and dizzying. It was the dark currents that swept through, robbing the opponent of their minds.

“Am I drunk? Is the world drunk? The world is spinning!”

Although he appeared relaxed, Chwima’s mind was impatient. He had to engage the bastard before the effects of his most powerful move, Blood Flow, wore off.

Mabul clasped his hands together and tried to calm his mind, but he couldn’t break through the confusion and attack the Dark Princess.

As the power of the Dark Heavenly Wheel grew stronger, the stars spun faster.

Meanwhile, the Dark Princess’s voice rang out loud.

“It’s you who will kill you. It’s your arrogance that led you into this trap, even though you knew it was a trap.”

A black aura began to gather in the Dark Princess’s hand.

“I will show the young cult leader your death!”

While everyone else was dizzy and out of their minds, one person was an exception.
The Sub-Hon-Ma-Jon feigned dizziness, but her eyes were piercingly bright.

‘How dare you turn the world around when I’m around?’

The whirlwind pattern is the symbol of the Sub-Hon-Ma-Jon.

This dizziness made her stronger. In this maddening vertigo, she felt a sense of peace and comfort.

She pushed her energies to their limit. She even drew upon the energy of the Dark Heavenly Wheel, transforming it into her own power. After channeling that power, she

hook.

Her seduction magic was in effect.
The target of her seduction magic was not the Dark Princess.

The target of her seduction magic was surprisingly a drunkard.

-Don’t reject me!