Absolute Regression Chapter 811

Episode 811: Nothing Happened in My Life

Now there is hope for the three Amazons.

The evil Soma is outside, so let’s hold out until he joins us!

On the other hand, it also brought with it a greater responsibility and obligation.
Even if I couldn’t endure it and died, I had to inflict as much damage as possible on the Dark Princess.
If the Dark Princess survived, even if this space was shattered, the Evil Soma wouldn’t be able to deal with her alone.

Chwima sent a message to Mabul.

―When the moment comes that I catch him, don’t worry about my life and attack me.

Although he confidently declared that he would knock down all the remaining stars, Chwima was prepared to die. Even with the disappearance of the Great Extinction of Greed, the Dark Princess remained a formidable opponent.

Defeating him was by no means easy, as they were both injured and had poor internal energy.

When he thought of death, two people came to mind.
First, he thought of Yeo-bin, who would be waiting for him at Chwimongru. If he died.

‘I guess we’ll just drink a lot when we meet.’

Rather than being afraid or sad about my own death, I was more concerned about how much Yeo-bin would suffer.

Next, a sword dance came to mind in which it was not revealed whether one lived or died in the underworld.

Yes, there’s nothing to worry about. The Sogyoju will take care of Yeobin and comfort her. Nothing gives a warrior more strength than having someone to look after them.

‘Brother, please take care of the rest.’

Chwima looked at Mabul. He hadn’t expected to be saved twice. If he survived, he’d have a drinking buddy.

-Please buy me some alcohol when we meet in hell later.

Mabul looked at him and sent a calm message.

-I’ll buy some alcohol and go to Chwimongru. Invite me to your house.

The idea was to survive together and drink at the main school.

Sensing that the two were about to make their final move, the Sub-Mazon also prepared his final move.

Finally, he planned to use his magic to seduce the Dark Princess again.

However, it had not worked even when he was not injured before, so if he entered the Dark Princess’s body while his internal injuries were severe, he would definitely be possessed by the spirit of the coin.

‘Still, there’s nothing I can do.’

If only I could restrain him, even for a fleeting moment! With any luck, Chwima and Mabul might be able to put an end to it.

As she sensed death, the sword dance came to her mind. As it had during the last crisis, this was still her greatest regret.

‘I’m sorry I couldn’t help you until the end, Young Master.’

At that moment, the sound of a drunken horse came flying in.

“I have a favor to ask of you, Seophon.
” “Please speak.

The request from the drunkard was completely unexpected. She was shocked when she heard the details.

―Your Majesty, you will naturally come to know when that moment is.

After asking the Sub-Honma Lord to do something, Chwima took the lead.

“Well, old man! If you invite a drunkard, you have to have another banquet, right?”

Mabul and Sehon Majon walked alongside him. Today, the two Majons were willing to become the wings of the drunken demon.

They no longer cared about Cheonhwaruju. The Dark Princess was already confident of victory, so the possibility of taking her hostage was slim.

Besides, if he lost this fight, she would die too, so protecting her in this situation was meaningless.

The Dark Princess looked at the three demons and spoke coldly.

“Enjoy yourself, it will be your last banquet.”

Although he appeared confident on the outside, he was tense, as was the dark aura surrounding him.

‘Now that the great destruction of greed has disappeared, we must be cautious.’

No matter how injured, a Demon Lord is still a Demon Lord.
From now on, you must not abuse dark magic, which consumes a lot of internal energy. If you do so, and your internal energy is depleted, even one Demon Lord remains, it will mean immediate death.

“Give me the alcohol! Give me the liquor too!”

The horseman shouted and charged like a madman. Despite having a broken arm, he showed no fear.

Mabul and Sehonmajo rushed together from behind the left and right sides of the drunken horse. Even though they hadn’t planned their strategy together, they each knew what they needed to do.

The combined attack of the three demons was immensely intimidating.
The Dark Princess targeted the demon first. She swung her two swords at it.

Severe pain, severe pain!

Two lines of tension flew towards the horse in different directions.

Chwima used his magic to evade the tension. The magic he gained from this retreat shone through in this final battle.

The Dark Princess leaped backwards and unleashed her twin swords again. Two ray of tension flew in with a time difference.

Broken love! Broken love!

This time too, I thought that Chuma would use his magic to dodge it well.

Swaying.

The solid floor rippled and moved as if alive.
The wind disrupted the magic of the horse.

Phew!

A second burst of tension struck the horse’s body.
It flew backwards and fell to the ground.

The one who released the tension that had once again flown toward the fallen Drunken Horse was the Sub-Honma-Jon.
A pattern appeared in front of Drunken Horse, swallowing the incoming energy.
Her Soul Reversal tactic sent the energy back towards the Dark Princess.

Meanwhile, Mabul stood in front of the horse.

“Are you okay?”

At the worried question, Chwima sat up. Fortunately, the blow wasn’t to his broken arm, but to his opposite side. Despite his self-defense, the pain felt like a broken bone.

“it’s okay.”

Chwima stood up briskly.

“Everyone falls over at least once while drinking, right?”

The drunken horse charged towards the Dark Princess again.

Swaying, swaying.

The floor was rippling, and he could have easily leaped into the air and crashed down, but Chwima ran along the rippling floor. He made a choice that allowed him to conserve even a little of his internal energy.

The rippling floor obstructed the Drunken Horse’s technique.
However, Drunken Horse clearly demonstrated the difference between being unaware and knowingly going forward.

He dodged the attacks as if dancing on the rippling floor, and in an instant, he slid down and rushed towards the Dark Princess.

The Dark Princess, who had been running away until now, now fought alongside the demon. Her old body moved with incredible agility, attempting to strike the demon’s neck and heart with her hands.

Phew!

Even though the Dark Princess allowed him to take a hit, Chwima refused to back down. He fought with a ferocious taunt, biting and slashing, even with both his arms broken.

“Do you know why drunken fights are so brutal? When we’re drunk, we don’t even know we’re sick.”

How could it not hurt? Chwima pushed him, enduring the pain.

The two engaged in a close combat so quickly that Mabul and Sehonmazon could not intervene and could only watch.

At that moment, when the melee reached its climax, the dark aura of the Dark Princess, which had remained silent until then, seized the horse. It was an aura that had been waiting only for this moment.

“no!”

Mabul shouted, but the Dark Princess’s blow had already struck Chwima’s chest.

Pfft!

The horse suddenly spurted out blood.

He looked at Mabul with blank eyes for a moment, then lowered his head and fell.

The Dark Princess looked down at the horse with a cold gaze.

“Your drinking party is over.”

A deep sigh escaped Mabul, who was watching the scene. Not a single breath of life could be felt from Chwima’s body. That single move had killed him.

So, Chuma died in such a vain way?

A golden light filled with murderous intent emanated from Mabul’s eyes as he looked at the Dark Princess.

Meanwhile, the Dark Princess stepped forward with a much lighter heart.
While the horse that tried to get close to her in the combined attack proved tricky, she believed the other two were more than capable of dealing with her.

The Dark Princess sensed victory from the sight of Mabul. He was agitated by the death of Chwima. Even if he fought calmly, he couldn’t defeat himself. If he had been excited, victory would have been a foregone conclusion.

A golden glow began to emanate from Mabul’s hand. I sensed he was about to unleash a powerful magical attack.
It was precisely what the Dark Princess had hoped for. Unleashing a powerful attack would instantly deplete my remaining internal energy.

“I know full well that your blood is not merciful. But that ruthlessness applies to you as well.”

Just then,
someone wrapped an arm around the Dark Princess’s neck from behind. It was the demon she’d thought dead.

“Now is the time!”

Chwima wasn’t dead.
Before the fight began, he had telegraphed to the Demon Lord to make it appear as if he were dead. So that the Dark Princess would believe he was dead.
For this one chance.

The Soul Master poured all of his energy into his final soul-binding technique.

Taking the soul of a turtle and breathing in its breath.

She perfectly faked the death of the drunkard. The shock of the final blow was shared equally between her and him. It was a perfect move, fooling even Mabul.

Whoaaaaahh …

A magician was emitted from Mabul’s hand.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwak!

A giant golden palm struck the Dark Princess and the horse, pushing them back.
The two were swept away by the magic field.

The drunk rolled on the floor. His body was in tatters, spewing blood.

A short distance away, the Dark Princess stood with a look of defeat on her face. Just moments ago, she had nearly been killed in a single move.
But she didn’t die. Blood flowed from her arm, and her face bore a deep wound, but she didn’t die.

A sigh of regret escaped Chwima’s lips. He turned his head and looked at Mabul.

“How can you be called a person who serves the blood fire when your heart is so weak?”

At the last moment, Mabul hesitated for a moment instead of firing straight away. That hesitation gave the Dark Princess time to escape. As he escaped, she, who had been clinging to him, also survived.

The reason Mabul hesitated was because of the drunkenness. He couldn’t bring himself to kill the drunkenness that had saved him twice.
Even though that choice was the only way to save himself and others, Mabul hesitated at that last moment.

“Even if I die, I can’t let myself die with a guy like that.”

At those words, Chwima lay back and looked up at the night sky. Now, true death remained.

“It’s all because of the cult leader.”

Mabul wasn’t originally this weak-hearted. Well, if you were to be exact, he wouldn’t have saved Mabul twice either.

Mabul sat down and silently turned his prayer beads. Having poured out the last of his remaining internal energy, he was unable to help the drunken demon.
The same was true for the Demon Lord. Using the Demon Lord’s Spiritual Form, he exhausted all his remaining internal energy.

The Dark Princess held out her palm to the horse to strike.

“You damn bastard!”

Truly, Chuma was an opponent I never wanted to fight again.

“Old man, put your hand away. You can’t see the sky.”

Just as the Dark Princess was smiling coldly and trying to blow away the horse’s head with her strength.

“Stop.”

An unexpected person stepped forward. Surprisingly, it was Cheonhwaruju.
She walked fearlessly and stood in front of the horse.

“If you kill this man, you will never hear the final prophecy from me.”

When she stepped forward, not only the drunken horse, but also Mabul and the Demon Lord of the Underworld were startled.
The Dark Princess’s deep wrinkles twitched.

“Do you think prophecy is important now?”

Cheonhwaruju nodded calmly as if she had read his mind.

“I received a prophecy on this ship. Aren’t you curious about what it is?”

At her words, the Dark Princess’s eyes trembled slightly.

“What is the prophecy?”
“I will tell you if you spare the demons.”

The Dark Princess, with a blank stare, extended her hand toward her, seemingly intent on killing her. Seeing her intent to kill her first, Gaye screamed.

“no!”

He couldn’t just watch Cheonhwaruju, who had saved him twice, die like this.

But the Dark Princess didn’t reach out to kill her.
She used the empty water to move Cheonhwaruju away from the others.

“Even if we give up listening to the prophecy, we cannot save these people.”

From the way she moved to one side, Gaye could tell that she was trying to kill Cheonhwaruju while sparing her.

“I am the one who should die first.”

Gaye accepted death obediently.

“All of this is my fault for not being able to properly convey the will of Heaven.”

The Dark Princess spoke coldly.

“There’s no need to decide the order in which you’ll die. I’ll kill you all at once.”

As he raised his hand, the stars floating in the sky began to descend. Unlike
the previous stars, which had fallen in a strong current, this was different.

The remaining stars slowly descended. The pure white mass of light was beautiful to behold.
The stars gathered around the three demons and Gaye. In front of their faces, and then in front of their hearts.

They could all sense that these stars were about to explode around them,
that they were about to use them as a final prey, to destroy them all.

The demons all closed their eyes, thinking they would soon die.
The demon demon spoke softly.

“It was an honor to fight alongside you two.”

It was a message of gratitude to the two senior demons who treated him as a demon until the end.

The very moment the stars were about to explode.

Phew!

A piercing sound echoed through the area.
The eyes of the demons, who had closed their eyes, turned to the source of the sound.

A single sword protruded from the spot where the horse had previously nearly torn it apart. Knowing that it was a weak spot, the sword had thrust from the outside in.

Is it because the Great Extinction of Greed has disappeared? Or is it because the sword master’s martial arts are too powerful?

Jjieeeeeek.

The protruding sword tore through the dark energy below.

At that moment, this dark space cried out like a human being.

Ssssssssss.

To their surprise, the stars that seemed ready to explode at any moment before them lost their light and disappeared.

The Dark Princess couldn’t move to another location by changing constellations, as there were no stars in the night sky.
As she hurriedly recited the spell, the dark energy surrounding her rushed in, attempting to fill the long, downward tear.

That was exactly when.

Puaaaaaaaaaah!

Something huge pierced through the spot where the sword had slashed downward.
It was a long sword.

Above is the sword, below is the sword.

Two weapons simultaneously pierced the darkness through the wall.

The space let out an ear-piercing scream.

Pupupupupupupupupupupu.

With the crackling sound of firecrackers, the night sky began to disappear. It was the moment the Dark Princess’s Dark Heavenly Soul Art was shattered.
The hellish night sky vanished, and they returned to their original space.

Looking at those standing there, Chwima tried to laugh out loud, but the pain that came over him made him clutch his chest.

Mabul also breathed a sigh of relief, and a bright smile appeared on the face of the Sub-Hon-Ma-Jon.

Cheonhwaruju shouted with trembling eyes.

“Soma-sama.”

A pure white mask was smiling at them.
He was the one they had longed to see so desperately, and he had come to save them.

And it wasn’t just the evil Soma there. If that were the case, the three Mazones wouldn’t have felt so relieved.

Two more men stood beside the evil Soma. They explained how he had managed to break through the outer barrier and the darkness surrounding the ship.

“Everything has been fine the whole time, so why did this chaos happen when we went out to play?”

The gentle voice belonged to Ilhwageomjon.
Beside him stood Hyeolcheondoma, his long sword slung over his shoulder.

“This is why I can’t go anywhere.”