Regressor Instruction Manual-Chapter 846: The Last (79)
Chapter 846: The Last (79)
It seemed that the lie about borrowing the power of demon summoner trash to hide my true intentions would work. This let me raise my chin slightly and grin.
The demon summoning trash couldn’t see my face anyway, but atmosphere and focus were important in this case.
“Everything went as expected.”
-…
“Everything was as expected. Hyejin, tell him quickly.”
-…
“Ah… please. It’s a lifetime wish. Really.”
-Everything… was going as expected.
“Considering the wide area of infection and the special situations that haven’t been seen before, the results are as I predicted. Well, I have no intention of blaming you. As you said… you didn’t know what happened after this. Ha… Haha, I’m not going to blame you.”
—…
“Attracting attention was your role. The real deal was this. It wouldn’t have been bad to summon the incarnation of Benignore, but… that plague trash required a move he wouldn’t expect.”
-Is that… true?
“He tried to control everything from the beginning to the end. Even if we’d summoned Benignore’s incarnation, he would have come up with a way to deal with it. It is undeniable that there were some errors, but… the results are perfect. Everything… was as I designed…”
—That’s ridiculous.
His face didn’t lie. He seemed to think it was bullsh*t at first, but he had in mind the possibility that what I was saying was true. Although it was around one or two percent, it was enough to make it seem a success just by planting a very small suspicion.
Since he had been stabbed in the back several times in unusual ways, he looked like he thought that unconvincing bullsh*t could be persuasive. Even if I didn’t brag any more, I could guarantee that a feeling of self-doubt was growing in the heart of the demon summoner trash.
“The Red Beast and the Plaguelord. Look at this battle that’s only ever supposed to happen in myths. It’s a great scene, isn’t it?”
The two collided with each other. The Lord of Lies, Belial, grew larger as he swung his sword, but Cha Hee-ra didn’t retreat.
She raised her gauntlet-like arm, deflected the blade, and continued to move.
The battle looked like it was taking place from a distance, but in reality, it wasn’t.
Could it be that he was the one being pushed back?
As he stretched out his arm, tremendous energy began to rise in the air.
It tried to wrap around her, looking dangerous even to me, but she twisted, broke it, and then moved again.
—Damn… What the hell are you…? What… What the hell are you?! You appear out of nowhere and…
-Cha Hee-ra.
—Damn!! Sh*t! That’s not what I meant. What are you? Damn! Are you… really human?
-I’m Cha Hee-ra. Why would you need any other answer besides that?
—…
-Don’t define me by things like being human or a god. I’m Cha Hee-ra. That’s it.
—How dare… a bitch like you pop out of nowhere… and ruin everything? Do you… Do you really think I would tolerate such a thing? An impurity that suddenly intervened…
-…
Booooooooooooom!!!
With that sound, the fist of the beast, covered in red armor, locked right into the bastard.
It was a surreal sight. The fight between the two gigantic beings was certainly unbelievable.
I didn’t know if it was because their masses were different from ours, but they seemed to be moving a little bit slower.
Every time they jumped from the ground, ruins bounced off, and whenever they clashed, the atmosphere trembled.
I could hear the sound of the sky being ripped apart as the sword wielded by Belial’s incarnation tore through the clouds. However, I could also tell that he was nervous.
‘He will know.’
There was no way he was unaware that he was at a disadvantage which grew bigger the longer he dragged out the fight.
Alps’ dog sniffed and signaled that he smelled something, and Jin Qing relentlessly watered down the Benignore incarnation summoning quest, trying somehow to make up for his mistake.
He hadn’t already put an end to this with his hidden card, which might not benefit him. Meanwhile, the opponent was continuously gaining strength.
It was a pre-determined fact that her divinity would continue to accumulate as Cha Hee-ra’s appearance got further away from humans…
“Well… the game is over here too. It would be disrespectful to him to watch any further. Shall we turn our gaze? Don’t push yourself too hard too…”
—…
The bastard didn’t listen to me.
The demon summoner definitely wanted Cha Hee-ra to lose more than anyone else. However, there was no way that could happen.
—I can’t lose. I won’t be defeated in this place. I… What I carry on my back is different from yours.
-…
—We have different things at stake in this fight.
-Don’t categorize values, stupid bastard. Don’t think that only your luggage is heavy. If you want to prove it, fight and win. This is war. It’s simple. We fight for each other’s values. I don’t quite understand what you’re talking about, but you’re not the only one fighting with something at stake.
—I… I fight for everything I put on the line. I fight to protect and maintain everything I have. And you bitch… What the hell are you fighting for? You simply go crazy in battles!
-My pride.
—What?
-My pride.
Boooooooooooooooooom!!!
Along with that sound, the ax that she had raised sliced through the throat of Belial’s incarnation. In an instant, the magic power dissipated.
He lost his avatar, and the plague trash lay on the ground shamefully, vomiting blood.
Cha Hee-ra was no different. Her unfamiliar appearance seemed to have exhausted her, which wasn’t like her.
However, her eyes weren’t the same as before. As she’d said, she fought for her pride. Her eyes were full of self-confidence.
‘Right.’
It was something I thought of every time, but there had never been an event that had left her helpless, like the twenty-seventh Legion summons and the Plaguelord incident.
There couldn’t have been any incident in which she’d lost her confidence in herself like this one.
She hadn’t been the hero of the story at the time. After all, that was when Kim Hyunsung had awakened as the Sunset Swordsman, and it was a stage prepared for him from beginning to end.
In all wars, she had been forced to look up at someone, from one of the Four Demon Kings, Donovan, the Plaguelord, to the incarnation of Belial.
Perhaps it had instilled in her an indescribable frustration.
With her unable to do anything about it, I was certain it inflicted a deep wound on her pride.
It wasn’t a lie that she was fighting for her pride.
-I fight for my pride.
She wanted to regain her lost pride and self-esteem.
She might be fighting to prove that she was Cha Heera, as she had said before.
—Don’t be ridiculous… Sh*t… Enough! Just because of that…
“That bastard is really losing himself.”
-…
—Pride? Dignity? Fucking bitch. Do you think that reason is valid?
-Prove you’re right, then.
—Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!!!
‘Now it even looks shameful.’
He wasn’t like me. In some ways, it seemed as if he was acting like me, but…
To be honest, I didn’t know if it was because I had never been driven to the corner.
Belial’s armor no longer protected him. It was funny to see him barefoot and running towards Cha Hee-ra with a sword.
It would’ve looked awkward to anyone, to see him go to all-out war with a few ghosts and a bone shield. The way he gritted his teeth and rushed made it look impossible to turn a non-combatant into a fighter.
Still, having seemingly been given an upgrade, he was scattering various traps and plagues, but his already unbalanced body wasn’t in a state where he could do much.
Nevertheless, he continued to run at Cha Hee-ra.
Like a cornered rat trying to bite a cat, he continued to run even after he fell.
‘But Hee-ra is a tiger, not a cat, right?’
There was no doubt in her eyes as she carried her pride. Rather, it was like she recognized him as a fellow warrior.
‘Pride.’
—Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!
-…
He bit his lip as their bodies and magic powers collided.
The plague trash rushed in despite his rugged physique, swinging his sword awkwardly.
To be honest, it was a scene I couldn’t understand. There was no chance of winning for him.
He had to know that it wasn’t beneficial to run with fire in his eyes like that.
‘You can’t do that.’
If it were me, I would lie flat. Being recognized as a warrior by Hee-ra meant that the outcome wouldn’t be good for him.
It would be different if he were recognized as an ally, but the result would be a cruel death if that happened.
‘Why did you suddenly take that position?’
-You are a warrior.
‘She just put a death flag on him.’
—I am not a warrior. Sigh… Sigh…
He skillfully, unconsciously avoided her blows. That was good.
-No, you are a warrior.
However, she had reached a decision.
—I am not a warrior. I wasn’t born to fight. I just… just…
-It doesn’t matter how you were born. It matters whether or not you step up for what you value. You are not my honey. Who are you?
—I’m… I’m… Damn… I am the Plaguelord. I was born as the Plaguelord to… spread fear in this world… to step on you insects… I’m the Plaguelord.
-Who are you?
-Didn’t I say…? I’m… the Plaguelord?
- I am Cha Hee-ra. And… who are you?
—I’m… I’m…
-I just want to hear your name.
—I… I don’t have a name to give to a beast like you.
I could see him continue going toward her despite already being in tatters.
There was no sympathy in her eyes. What remained was respect for the opponent who had to die for her to regain her value.
A huge bone could be seen protruding from under Cha Hee-ra’s feet.
It was just to divert her attention. Ghosts, bizarre tentacles, and everything else were meant to distract her.
He scattered mist and poison. He drew out all the elements that might bother her and continued to drag her attention.
In the end, his sword reached her. Its blade dug into her arms, and he twisted it.
Cha Hee-ra didn’t avoid it. She received the nameless warrior’s attack head-on.
-Any last words?
—I have a request.
She cut his throat right away.
- I’ll accept it.
—…
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[The main event of the mythic-grade dungeon, the Continent Where the Son of Light was Sacrificed, Plaguelord has been cleared.]
-Kiyoung, you bastard. When you really come down, you’re dead.
