Absolute Regression

Episode 56: Live long then.

Dark magic arts are prohibited magic arts.

It was much more vicious and powerful than a typical magic attack, but its side effects were as great as its power. Most of those who have mastered the dark magic arts are eaten by the magic arts, fall into the magic spell, commit massacre, and meet their end. Therefore, in the Heavenly Demon Church, learning dark magic techniques is strictly prohibited.

Dark magic is the magic that comes out when you learn dark magic. The energy was so strong that I tried to break the opponent’s momentum first.

“What kind of garbage have you learned?”

“Let’s see if those words come out when you die buried in trash.”

“I came here to kill you for no reason. Even if I had left it alone, I would have died from the side effects of the dark magic attack.”

“There is no chance of death from side effects. “I succeeded in preventing side effects with the internal energy I gained through the Heart and Soul Training.”

I pulled out my dark magic sword, feeling that it would be a difficult fight.

When the Soul Mazon held out his hand, black energy swirled around his hand.

When the energy disappeared, a black sword was held in his hand. At first glance, it was not an ordinary sword.

“I will kill you, and one day I will kill your father with my own hands and take his place.”

“You’re too scared to do that. “He will survive his life and hide his ambitions for the rest of his life.”

In fact, even in his life before returning, he never once revealed that he had mastered dark magic. He took it to the end as a secret tactic to protect himself.

We were angry at each other, and we put as much energy into our swords as we did with our anger.

Sword and sword clashed in the air.

Boom!

An ear-splitting explosion of sound erupted. Neither I nor the Suphonmazon were pushed back an inch. We were close in the internal attack. If he hadn’t used up his internal energy through several attempts at meditation, he would have overwhelmed me with his internal energy when he transformed. This is the power of dark magic.

From the beginning, I dealt with him using the Bicheon Sword method. This is an enemy I have to deal with with only the best herbivory I have.

The first bactericidal system was developed.

Easy profit!

A ray of sword light cut the Soul Mazon in two. When a perfect line was drawn, the Soul Mazon, whose waist should have been cut off, soared upward and was swinging his sword. The cry of the Subsoul Mazon bursts out in a deep voice!

“Destruction!”

It was a sword as fast as light.

Six sword lines appeared and disappeared where I was standing.

If I hadn’t used the blinker to avoid it, I would have been cut into six pieces and died there.

“Demon Slayer!”

Subsoul Mazon also didn’t make the mistake of giving me a chance with a sloppy attack. A second herbivore flew in, stronger and faster than the previous one.

This time the space where I was standing was torn into twelve pieces. The sight of twelve sword lines appearing and disappearing at the same time was truly spectacular.

This time I also avoided using the blinkers, but it was closer than before.

Before he fired the third attack, the second transformation of the Bicheon Sword Technique was unleashed.

My sword changed twelve times in front of the Soul Mazon.

The Soul Mazon did not dodge, but instead struck down each attack with his sword. Every time the sword collided, sparks flew.

As the change brought about by the transition ceremony grew, the white radiance emanating from the Subsoul Mazon’s eyes became more intense. After hitting the twelfth and last change, he immediately counterattacked.

“Annihilation!”

His third Chosik, which was getting stronger, and his third Vicheon Sword Technique, Hyeoncheonsik, were unleashed at the same time.

Fortunately, I was not in the space that was divided into twenty-four parts.

I dodged it, but I couldn’t dodge the Soul Mazon.

Sigh!

Hyun Cheon-sik tore the Soul Mazon’s shoulder. But no blood came out of the body. The blackened skin was as strong as a robe. Based on its strength, the attack of the Soul Mazon continued. His cries drowned out by the sound of metal!

“Doom!”

Forty-eight sword lines gorgeously embroidered. The space occupied by his sword light grew bigger and bigger.

Although he was powerful, he had one weakness. Due to lack of actual combat experience with this magic attack, the attack was monotonous. If I had used that martial art, I would never have been able to avoid it.

I barely managed to avoid it and launched a sacrificial ritual, a sword energy release ceremony.

The sword energy flew at an incredible speed and struck the Soul Mazon with a thudding sound. The Soul Mazon, who had stumbled so hard that he felt like he was about to fall, regained his composure. Parts that should have been cut off and disappeared originally remained.

A stream of black liquid flowed from the corner of the Soul Mazon’s mouth, but he still looked solid.

“Why aren’t you using the Nine Fire Magic Gong, Master Lee?”

The soul mazon’s voice changed to a screeching sound and did not sound like a human voice. It means that he has assimilated the dark magic he learned. If things continue like this, he will eventually be eaten by the devil. Such powerful magic always demands a price.

Still, he was overdoing it and I became that much more dangerous.

“I think I can beat you even without using the nine fire magic attack.”

It was an intentional stimulus. The moment you lose your composure in a close fight, you lose your life as well. And this stimulus had another aim.

“Your pride will ultimately lead to your death…”

The moment the Subsoul Mazon spoke, the best quick sword technique of the Bicheon Sword Technique, the Zeo Style, the Changcheon Style, was unleashed. It was an attack of conversion that cut off the breathing of the person speaking.

Chang Cheon-sik accurately cut off the guy’s neck. However, the neck was not cut and only black liquid was flowing out.

Even with Chang Cheon Shik, your neck won’t be cut?

“You really have become a monster.”

At my words, the Soul Mazon rushed towards me. He looked like he was going to explode with rage, but his breathing was steady. For him, the rules of fighting and fighting did not work.

We soared into the sky, looking for an opportunity to unleash our secret weapon.

Sword and sword clashed endlessly as they soared. Like two dragons wrapping around each other and ascending to heaven, we wrapped our arms around each other and shared our swords.

The place was filled with only the invisible sword and the sound and sword light it made. This is the place where the Seophon Mazon, who is known to only use Seophonjutsu, hides his magical skills as a last resort. This is the martial arts world.

At the end of the splendid battle, the moment we separated from each other, the soul mazon’s eyes shone bright white.

‘Dangerous!’

The Soul Mazon made his last move. His cry bursts out with a perfect metallic sound!

“Heavenly destruction!”

I didn’t avoid it. His opportunity was also my opportunity. We saw the same opportunity and flew our swords towards the gap.

Together with Myeongwangbo, I poured all my effort into the 8th form of the Flying Heavenly Sword Technique, Hwangcheon-sik (黃泉式).

Shhh!

Ssssssssssssshhhh!

Two lights intersected.

A colorful sword light was drawn on the side where I was standing. One entire side was cut off as the space was divided into ninety-six pieces. It was truly an admirable spectacle.

The Soul Mazon did not look at the admirable spectacle he had created. He was looking down at his heart.

Blood flowed from the heart that was pierced by my dark magic sword. It was not black liquid, but red blood. His huge heart, which had been writhing so vigorously, had stopped moving.

“How…how?”

I spoke calmly to him who was filled with disbelief.

“Your heart is so big it’s easy to stab.”

How could that be? That’s how he said that he met his end today because of his greed that stole the hearts of innocent people.

The transformation began to break as black smoke leaked from his body.

He, who was more of a monster than a monster, turned into an ordinary person in the world who seemed like he could save ten people from Maga Village.

“…It wasn’t the Nine Fire Demonic Craftsman?”

“It was a combination of Myeongwangbo and the Eighth Style of Bicheon Sword Technique.”

“Myungwangbo?”

“The Myeongwangbo of the Wind God Temple Treasure.”

“How can you read Pungshinsabo?”

“I guess heaven arranged for you not to die.”

It wasn’t nonsense. If it weren’t for Fungshin Sabo, I would have died in today’s fight. I realized this desperately. You must never let down your guard when dealing with Mazon.

To be honest, I was confident that I would beat him because I got the blood stability essence.

But he had an ace up his sleeve. It was a truly dangerous move that would have killed me if it weren’t for Pungshinsabo.

Hyeolcheondoma, Ilhwageomzon, and the other remaining mazons. There must be a hidden number that is different from what is seen.

Today I became stronger.

He did not become stronger because he killed the Soul Mazon, but because he would never let down his guard again.

The Soul Mazon slowly collapsed.

As he died, the space he had created began to crack.

The life in his black eyes, which had been moving so actively as they grew bigger and smaller, disappeared. He looked up at me and spoke with difficulty.

“…When I am reborn, I will definitely kill you.”

I didn’t respond with a curse.

“If you are born again, live a long time. “I’m sure there are better ways besides this.”

His eyes wavered at my words. I tried to say something, but I couldn’t get it out of my mouth. It may have been a more severe curse, or he may have been trying to convey his final regrets.

The Soul Mazon lowered his head and died. At the same time, the world he created disappeared.

We were back at the place where we had first planned to conduct the Heart and Soul Treatment.

Even in death, the Soul Mazon presented the final mystery.

The soul mazon was dead, sitting cross-legged. We fought like crazy, but there was not a single wound, as if he had died from a coin attack. He died in the world he loved so much.

I quietly left there, holding the child lying on the altar.

* * *

I bought some good drinks and snacks and returned to Hyeolcheon Doma.

He entrusted the child to Seo Dae-ryong and told him to secretly find his parents. Since he told me that he was a child who almost fell victim to Dafa, Seo Dae-ryong, who is quick-witted and smart, will handle it secretly.

“Why did it take so long? Did you really make the snacks yourself?”

“How did you know?”

“what?”

“It took some time to make the snacks.”

“What are you talking about? “What kind of snack is this?”

Looking at the dishes I bought, Hyeolcheon Cutting Ma made a puzzled expression.

“Isn’t this a dish that will take a long time?”

I smiled and poured a drink for Hyeolcheondoma.

“Now, take a drink. “The night is still long.”

“Is the old man’s physical strength the same as yours? “If you stay up all night, you’ll be lazy all day.”

“You’re still cheerful, right? Now, have fun today.”

“Gong Lee, you seem to be in a good mood today.”

“Yes. That will be fine.”

“For what?”

“It’s just nice to see you after so long.”

Hyeolcheon Doma looked at me with an expression that made me wonder what his intentions were.

But how would he know? While I was there, I killed a soul mazon.

We met for the first time in a long time and drank several drinks in succession. It felt like this was the first time since I met him that I could drink alcohol in such a refreshing and pleasant way.

We talked about many things. We talked about the martial arts situation, martial arts, Seo Dae-ryong, and Geomjon.

It might seem surprising to others, but we both talked a lot, so we didn’t run out of topics during the drinking session.

“Do you know why I liked Rat Bell?”

“Why?”

“I asked on the first day. Would I give my life for you? So they said they couldn’t offer it.”

“I need to scold this guy.”

“I liked that honesty at the time.”

“Please speak directly to the inspector. “You’ll probably like it.”

“Nothing to do.”

“Then I’ll tell you next time. Someone has to do this. A single word like this can change your life. Why do you look at me like that?”

“You really care about all kinds of people. If this continues, I will also take care of the guy who cleans up the horse manure in the stable. “Why don’t you go and feed us together?”

“Isn’t that a good thing if you can do it?”

“I’ve never seen anyone like you in my life.”

“It will be the same for our school. It will be a Heavenly Demon Church that you have never seen before. “Isn’t it okay for our school to be like that for at least one generation?”

Hyeolcheondoma stared at me. The look in his eyes was deep as he looked at me, wondering what he was thinking.

“Gongja Lee.”

“yes.”

“Pour me a drink.”

Until now, I have poured him a drink every time. But now it felt different than usual.

I could feel it. That this drink I am currently pouring has a different meaning from other drinks.

So I told him.

“I pour the first drink to my sitter.”

I thought he would say something, asking what nonsense he was talking about, but he took the drink without saying a word. I poured a glass full of alcohol.

Hyeolcheondoma looked down at the glass for a long time.

And I finished the drink.

Maybe at this moment he truly decided to follow me?

Of course, I can only guess. Because he was truly an unpredictable person.

Then Thomas suddenly spoke.

“Is the seat high? Is Usa high? If possible, order something high.”

After staring at him blankly for a moment, I burst out laughing.

“Ha ha ha ha ha.”

We drank all night.

It’s a human relationship that even if it’s this good, one day, the relationship goes sour because of a single word or mistake. That’s why we need to keep building. Until it becomes a strong relationship that cannot be ruined by one or two mistakes. Whether it’s a drinking party, a fight, a gift, careful advice, or a compliment that doesn’t come from the heart. Whatever it is, you have to compact it, build it up, and build it up again. I make mistakes and he can too.

“I saw you today and you looked handsome.”

“Crazy guy.”

The Blood Heavenly Sword raised his Great Sword of the Dead and shined it in our faces.

“Now, look at my face clearly and say it again.”

“ha ha ha.”

“Why are you just laughing! “Go ahead and tell me you’re handsome!”

“You shouldn’t confess to a woman when you’re drunk.”

Hyeolcheondoma laughed, saying he had caught the flatterer. I laughed along with him.

The luck of getting someone who is truly yours will be given to at least someone who makes this effort.