I’M A Max-Level Regressor [EN]: Chapter 290

290. The 290th

Lecherous asked.

“What should we do?”

-The altar… you must complete the altar quickly.

Lecherous wanted to retort, ‘Who doesn’t know that?’ but he held back.

He didn’t want to commit blasphemy by speaking disrespectfully to Lechnat.

“Is there no other way?”

-Kill the time traveler. Even if the main altar is completed, that bastard must be killed…….

“So, he’s the problem after all.”

-All timelines are tangled because of that time traveler. It is a very dangerous situation. But…….

“Please, tell me.”

-It is exquisitely balanced at the pinnacle. That means, this moment we are living in…….

“Yes, Lord Lechnat.”

-It is the point representing all timelines. It is the intersection of numerous timelines that penetrate the past, present, and future.

Gulp-.

Lecherous unknowingly swallowed the saliva that had gathered in his mouth.

He had studied and heard stories about space-time and dimensions for a long time.

He could fully understand what Lechnat was saying now.

His current actions represent himself in all parallel universes, including the world he lives in.

In other words! If the current Lecherous ‘dies,’ he will no longer exist in other worlds either.

“Who on earth is doing this……”

-It must be you in the future, or one of the countless variables I missed.

The current Lecherous and the Demon King Lechnat had no knowledge of ‘Nicholas Hagen,’ so they had no choice but to infer that way.

In fact, that alone was almost reaching the correct answer. It was a product of quick understanding.

-This has become tiring…….

Swish.

“Lord Lechnat! Lord Lechnat!”

That was the end of the conversation.

All of his spiritual power had been used up, and there was no power left to connect.

“Damn it!”

Lecherous struck the inner wall.

He was displeased.

All preparations had been proceeding smoothly without any problems, and the completion rate was 99%. The end was right around the corner.

But an uninvited guest appeared, trying to overturn this whole game. And from Earth.

“Once the main altar is completed……”

Lecherous bit his lip.

Once the main altar was completed, all preparations for Lechnat’s incarnation would be finished.

Also, by utilizing the explosively accumulated dark energy, Lecherous would be able to gain even more powerful strength than he has now.

What Lecherous was aiming for was the art of blood magic, specifically the clone technique using blood magic.

Creating clones that not only looked exactly like him but also had the same strength, abilities, and intelligence.

It was something that required an unimaginable amount of dark energy, and for that, the existence of the main altar was essential.

“Killing the time traveler is something that can be done afterward. Once the main altar is completed, he won’t be able to kill me. It will be impossible to kill me.”

Lecherous was certain.

In fact, he thought he could kill that ‘time traveler’ right now if he wanted to. Although he hadn’t fought him yet.

However, he wanted to be cautious and didn’t want to ruin things, so he made the priorities clearer.

“Mikasis.”

Lecherous used the communication stone to call Mikasis, the leader of the Lechnat Knights.

-Yes, my lord.

“Send the mortals to the Ipia Altar. They will be able to buy time.”

-Are you sure the enemy will come there?

“He knows exactly which of the many altars is the ‘sub-altar’ that will be the core for me.

I don’t know how he found out, but the important thing is that he knows. Then we must stop him.”

-Understood. Should the gods and Lechnat Knights maintain their current positions?

“Just protect the main altar. It doesn’t matter if we lose everything else.”

-Yes, I will obey your command.

The order was given quickly.

Although they had lost four sub-altars in a row due to the Myth’s rapid attacks.

They still had many things to believe in.

In addition, Lecherous sent ten of the most elite black magicians, whose skills he trusted next to the five apostles.

Mortals.

Against them, those who were called heroes or overlords of the Nas Continent had to face death.

He didn’t think the time traveler would be any different. Lecherous also found the mortals’ solid yet unconventional attack methods difficult to deal with.

“Try to stop it with your fancy abilities. As time goes by, you’ll be the one getting impatient.”

Lecherous calmed his excited heart and headed back to the altar.

Now that things had come to this, he would have to bring the ‘feast of blood’ forward a bit.

There were enough sacrifices.

Didn’t they already have 100,000 citizens of the Holy Empire of the Nas Continent waiting?

They could sacrifice their lives.

* * *

Meanwhile, at that moment.

“NiX……. He really built a living hell in the real world.”

I had arrived in Ipia City, where the fifth altar, the Ipia Altar, was located.

I was alone.

Macadina Oblan contacted me, saying they would lend me their strength, but I politely declined.

It’s not because they lack strength.

It’s because I can’t fully concentrate on the battle.

I could say with certainty.

Oblan and Macadina are ultimately less skilled than me.

In that case, they are more likely to be in danger than I am.

And if that happens, I have to choose whether to save them or strategically abandon them.

I didn’t want to waste unnecessary emotions in this process.

Even if things go wrong, I’ll just die. I didn’t want to take others with me on the road to hell.

“Originally, this altar didn’t exist in my previous life.”

Even when comparing it to the memories of about 10 years later, the differences were clear.

After the main altar was completed, Lecherous seemed to have moved many altars underground.

When our Nine Lords crossed over to the Nas Continent, we had never seen so many altars.

The summoning ritual for Lechnat was already over, and Lecherous himself had finished his ‘upgrade.’

We were chasing only what was visible, unaware of the existence that had hidden underground.

That must have been our downfall, including Nicholas. Of course, this is no one’s fault.

On the plateau overlooking the Ipia Altar, I slowly took in the scenery.

If I wanted to, it would be easy to approach with Transcendental Acceleration and Blink.

But I wanted to observe the situation a bit.

Lecherous, his right-hand man, Knight Commander Mikasis, and the elite Lechnat Knights, right?

But they were nowhere to be seen. Not a single one.

“He’s going to hand over all the sub-altars to me…… is that it? Because only the main body needs to survive?”

I scoffed.

Of course, from Lecherous’s point of view, it’s a very rational thought. The core is Lecherous ‘himself.’

Instead, so many of Lecherous’s followers will die at my hands.

But Lecherous doesn’t seem to care much about the sacrifices of his subordinates. How Lecherous-like!

Right then.

Weeing. Wee-ing. Wee-ing.

Golden flashes occurred at a point less than 200m away from where the core of the Ipia Altar was located.

It is a phenomenon that only occurs when long-distance teleportation is completed, and it has the nickname ‘Golden Effect.’

“I know who it is.”

Crack. Crack.

I immediately loosened my hands.

Yeah. It would be disappointing if you handed over the altar to me in an unoccupied state.

I was already bored because there were no Awakened or monsters on Earth to block my path.

Especially after killing Elijah, there was no one who deserved the word ‘enemy.’

Gaiz?

That bastard was just a meal that was fun to play with.

Although he was worshiped as a god in the Frauda Guild.

Well…… even a god is just a trivial being like a baby tiger in front of the father of god, right?

The same goes for the world of top-tier Awakeners. In front of a stronger guy, even a strong guy is just a baby.

“Mortals.”

Looking at the ten black magicians who appeared around the altar with a slight time difference, I recalled their names.

They are tricky guys.

They deal with enemies in a way that seems like Lecherous has been split into ten.

These guys are all 8th class, but they are not guys who have gained enlightenment and reached this level.

They are vile beings who sacrificed the lives of countless innocent people and made a contract with the devil to gain power.

‘Fortunately, that Elijah guy wrote down the attack methods for the mortals fairly well.’

A subtle smile appeared on my face as the attack methods that came to mind.

It seems that Elijah had recorded the weaknesses of the mortals, who were political enemies, in advance in preparation for becoming Lecherous’s successor.

But looking at the conclusion, it became an act of meddling. He died, and the information is in my hands. It’s a good thing.

Crush them with all my might.

I had no other way or solution other than this.

A guy who is worth fighting has appeared, so I’ll just loosen my body to my heart’s content. I’m not warmed up yet.

* * *

Kugwagwagwagwa!

“……I doubt my eyes.”

“The figure approaching quickly from there seems to be the source of the curse that the leader mentioned.”

“I heard that the four altars ahead were devastated by that one guy?”

“If a substandard guy is guarding it, hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands are all useless. But we are not.”

The ten mortals guarding the core area of the Ipia Altar all stared north.

It was impossible to ignore the appearance of a person who was definitely a Myth, heading this way.

Moreover, the northern area is covered with permanent snow, so it was like openly revealing the route.

“Switch to Demon Heresy’s Shield.”

“Heresy Shield, switch.”

When Pthalin, who was acting as the leader of the mortals, gave the order, the mortals moved diligently.

The ten black magicians created shields as if they were putting together a puzzle and combined them into one.

The shapes were all different, but when they were combined, they turned into a huge golden barrier that fit perfectly.

The next moment.

Kwaaaaa!

The mortals heard a rough sonic boom, even though it would still take a long time for the Myth to arrive.

What was flying from afar, causing a huge shockwave in an instant, was red-hot…….

“Is it a ball?”

It was Wilson.

Of course, the mortals, who had no idea who Wilson was, quickly turned the shield towards Wilson.

Koo-oong!

“Keuk!”

The moment Wilson collided, a secondary explosion occurred, and a tremendous shockwave struck the shield.

The magic power that Wilson had exploded, violently striking the defensive barrier.

“Keuk.”

“The balance must be maintained without distortion, Jess!”

At that time.

One of the mortals, who had to withstand Wilson’s shockwave head-on, lost his balance and staggered.

Accordingly, the ‘Heresy Shield’ also repeatedly increased and decreased without maintaining its density according to the shaking.

The attack that the Myth inflicted on Wilson was so powerful that the ranks of the mortals, who had thick bones on the battlefield, were about to collapse.

Everyone didn’t show it, but they could only shut their mouths because they felt the pain in their tingling fingertips.

Perhaps that’s why.

The mortals’ faces darkened.