Absolute Regression

Episode 20 We are the devil.

When you receive a new sword, the first time is important.

The sword communicates with the warrior, and a peerless sword such as the Black Magic Sword cannot be compared to other swords in terms of the depth of communication.

There is no case where the sword rejects the wielder, but if communication is not established well, the sword’s power cannot be brought out to its full potential.

The same applies when you don’t properly understand the nature of the sword. A weapon with the energy of extreme yin is used by a person with the inner energy of extreme yang, or a weapon of the Buddha Gate is used by a person with evil power.

Additionally, the way you handle the sword is also important. Handling a sword with a rough nature like this black magic sword gently, or handling a soft white flower sword roughly. In this case, the sword’s power cannot be fully utilized.

In my life before returning, I once saw a sword assimilate with its owner and cry on its own. The sight was truly spectacular and I thought I would like to have a sword like that.

‘Can I become so assimilated with this sword?’

After controlling my mind with a fortune-telling meal, I pulled out the black magic sword.

Even though no real energy was injected, the sword itself’s noble energy made the surroundings cool.

– Nice to meet you. I will be your master from now on.

I slowly injected internal power into the black magic sword. It was the first time my inner strength and the dark magic sword met.

And Geomgang started to frost.

Blue waves resembling the sky rippled along the blade.

‘It’s definitely different!’

The color of the sword was different from before. I thought it would be deeper and darker because it was a black magic sword, but instead it was a brighter and brighter blue color. I really liked the change in the color of the sword, as if there are times when you are more impressed by small things.

‘I like you.’

I hoped that my feelings would be conveyed to the dark magic sword.

After retrieving the sword, this time he used the Bicheon Sword Technique.

The dark magic sword is not a soft sword. Chosik must be used with as much force and roughness as possible in accordance with the nature of the sword.

The Vicheon Sword Technique performed with the Black Magic Sword gave a different feeling from what had been performed previously.

After finishing my first meal, I spoke to the sword in my heart.

-For the time being, we will survive with this sword method. I’ll teach you some really awesome martial arts skills later. Let’s hold on until then. got it?

I tried to communicate with the dark magic sword.

Since it wasn’t enough to just convey my heart, I trained again and again until I became familiar with the black magic sword.

I train after eating, and I train as soon as I open my eyes. Sometimes I practiced without even eating. Even when I slept, I held it in my hand. I practiced even in my dreams.

For a while, I devoted myself to training.

Today, as I left home to go to the training center, I was startled by the sight that unfolded before my eyes.

Hundreds of demons were filling the large vacant lot in front of the house.

They were demons, subordinates of Hyeolcheon Doma. I couldn’t tell if Hyeolcheondoma had ordered him to come or if he had come voluntarily, but it was clear that his feelings toward me were hostile.

The magical energy they gave off poured down on me along with their cold eyes.

Without realizing it, I bit down on my molars. Even in my long life before returning, I had never received the energy of so many people at once. Even good vibes can be tiresome, but this was clearly murderous intent.

If you hold on any longer, you will suffer internal injuries!

However, as they did not retreat, their demonic energy became stronger. Indeed, demonic energy poured into my body like a shower. A secret technique that suddenly came to mind when my whole body felt like it was being torn apart.

I accepted the magic energy as it was and began to use one phrase.

Cheonalma strengthening technique.

It was one of several secret techniques I had learned in my life before returning, and it was a secret technique that could strengthen the blood vessels.

The blood vessel, which is the passage of true energy, is the most important part of a warrior’s body, but it is also the most difficult part of a warrior’s body to make strong.

The Cheonvein Strengthening Technique is a secret technique that strengthens the blood vessels by having several warriors simultaneously fire bets and tap on the target’s entire body. The greater the number, the better the effect.

It was rare to have the opportunity to receive so much demonic energy at once, so I took the risk and used the Heavenly Vein Strengthening technique.

I was hoping to be able to use it someday, but I never thought it would be today.

When I closed my eyes and made an expression of pain, the guys were so excited that it was right that they poured out even stronger magical energy.

‘More more more!’

I frowned as much as I was happy.

They probably wanted me to back off. He probably wanted to hide inside the house to avoid the devil. They probably wanted to pressure me here for several days and turn me into a coward who couldn’t even leave the house.

I moved forward one step at a time, using the Celestial Vein Strengthening technique.

Then the demonic energy poured out even more strongly.

The blood vessels in my entire body convulsed, and the true energy swirled around my entire body at a frightening speed, following the curves of the blood vessel strengthening technique.

Now, the level of Heavenly Vein Strengthening Art was continuing through the heretic level and the third level.

‘More more more!’

The more they took a step forward, the more their magical power convulsed. It was a battle of momentum and pride.

How many steps did you take like that?

Before I knew it, the Heavenly Vein Strengthening Art had passed through the divisions and was heading towards the final stage, the Odan.

Originally, such rapid achievement was impossible. The most difficult thing in the Heavenly Vein Strengthening technique is to make the minds of the casters coincide and create one energy.

The emotion contained in the magical energy flying towards me right now was hostility.

The magic energy that seemed to pour out endlessly began to gradually fade away. There was a limit to the demons’ ability to pour out their magical energy.

When the demon energy completely disappeared, I opened my eyes. The Cheonmaek strengthening technique was performed after completing the last five steps. Thanks to this, my blood vessels have become stronger than before.

I saw the demons looking at me. They all had shocked and disgusted faces. You probably didn’t know that I would be able to withstand the magic until the end.

It was a mean and shameful thing to come and pour out evil energy like a pack of dogs, but I thought they would forgive me for today.

I walked towards them slowly.

Even though hundreds of people had gathered, the only sound I could hear was my footsteps.

If someone shouted ‘Kill me!’ at this time, there was tension as if the room would turn into a sea of blood in an instant.

And the winner of this fight was me. By withstanding the demon energy that flew in earlier, the spirit of the demons had already been broken.

The demons in the lead dodged to the side and gave way, and the demons standing behind also moved to the side, as if the pieces standing in a row were falling in succession. I walked through the path created by the crowd.

The facial expressions of the demons were diverse. Some were surprised, some were sick of it, some were impressed, and some were angry.

But no one who made eye contact with me did anything provocative.

I didn’t say anything. I won the battle of momentum, but I knew that if I touched my pride for no reason, the demons would go crazy.

So I quietly walked out of there.

As I was about to take the last step, I felt that the demons’ emotions had changed. I was respecting myself for overcoming the demons and having the courage to walk through them.

Magicians are simple. When they see a weak person, they trample on them, and when they see a strong person, they worship them. It would be correct to see it as closer to nature rather than a cowardly trait.

When I completely got out of there, I finally sighed.

“Whoa.”

Even though not a single word was exchanged with them, it felt like a big war had begun.

I went that way to meet someone.

I walked the red carpet to the front of Prince Bin.

I didn’t dare go up the stairs and sit down, but I was curious about how it would feel to sit there and look down at this place.

At that time, a heavy voice was heard from behind.

“Do you want to sit down?”

The owner of the voice was my father.

I answered without turning around.

“No, I don’t want to be stuck in that chair.”

“You’re trying to tell me another sophistry.”

I smiled and turned around and bowed politely to my father.

My father passed me and walked up to the royal palace.

“Come up here.”

My father called me from Taesa’s side.

I slowly walked up the stairs and stood next to my father.

“Sit down.”

It was a moment to say something unnecessary, but I sat down quietly. It was a place I wanted to sit down at least once.

“How do you feel?”

I looked down at the view from Taesa Temple. The first thing I noticed were the pillars on the left and right, centered around the red carpet, and the demons carved on the walls. Although it was decorated with splendid and magnificent decorations, the view of the interior from here was somehow desolate.

“I thought it would be very exciting, but I feel nothing.”

Then my father said something unexpected.

“So did I.”

I turned my head and looked up at my father. There was a hint of regret over the past years in those blunt eyes, but my father looked the same as always.

“The demons came here earlier. I don’t know if Hyeolcheon Doma ordered us to come or if we came here because we planned it among ourselves…”

My father cut me off.

“We went there by ourselves.”

“You knew.”

After all, my father knew everything. Both I and Palmazon are under my father’s watch.

“They showed me outright hostility. I held on so as not to be overcome by the momentum. “When I first endured it, I felt fine, but when I got out of there, I was shaking.”

“Were you afraid of them?”

“No, it wasn’t the devils, I think I was afraid that my judgment might be wrong. If someone got excited and started a fight, I might have died right there. Even if I survive, I will not be the successor to the one who slaughtered the demons. I guess that’s why I was afraid. The fact that there may come another moment when you have to make a choice that puts everything at stake…”

He expressed his honest feelings.

I wanted to convey this feeling to someone, and it wasn’t Ian, it was my father. Why? Emotionally, Ian is closer to me.

“When I thought about that, I wanted to see my father.”

My father blurted out indifferently.

“Mine is not a person who looks back. “He is a person who only looks ahead.”

It’s a life that looks forward without looking back… I know better than anyone else what kind of life that is.

‘Like my father said, I won’t look back, but I won’t just look forward either.’

We looked at the sight from Taesa Temple for a long time.

“The scenery from here is so desolate. “Is there any need to erect a statue of an evil spirit like that?”

“Because we must not forget that we are devils.”

Seeing the strangeness of those words, I think he might be a devil.

“How about a beauty statue instead? The famous Jungwon Four Flowers. “Put one person in each corner.”

When I slowly turned my head, I saw my father looking down at me as if he was pitiful.

“Seeing all the nonsense being said, I think it’s time to wake up. Please sit down, father.”

I got up from the temple and slowly went down the stairs.

When I turned around at the bottom of the stairs, my father was still standing next to Taesa.

I looked at those eyes looking down at me and asked calmly.

“Can I kill Hyeolcheon Doma?”

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