Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 353

Logan had no desire to inspect the inside of a monstrous snake, whose size he couldn’t even guess.

Logan activated the trait he had been saving for the very last moment.

A burst of power came from deep inside him, like a new source of energy awakening, and golden light poured from his red eyes. He instantly felt stronger, like he had grown in power in a single moment. The entire structure of the monstrous snake that had swallowed him, along with the surrounding environment, became vividly clear in his mind.

His depleted Force also broke through its limit and surged. He felt his soul soar, and a tremendous power began to overflow within him.

Though he had used this trait countless times, the change felt so unfamiliar that it was on a completely different level from anything he had experienced before.

He had realized it through Skyrend, and he understood he could now control the space around him, bending it to his will after reaching the highest level.

He felt certain that he could wield that immense power as naturally as breathing. Moreover, he was filled with the confidence that he felt powerful enough to overcome any obstacle, even things that seemed impossible to defeat.

And what that meant was…

‘Aura Master.’

It meant that he had momentarily set foot in that legendary realm.

Squeeze.

Wooong.

The space vibrated just by concentrating power in his hand.

He vividly felt the power of Force, derived from his life force, dominating all the surrounding space.

He wanted to savor that sense of omnipotence and engrave it in his soul, but now was not the time.

– Grrrr.

The undulating red wall, or rather, the inside of the snake’s mouth.

First, he needed to escape this irritating space.

Scritch.

The beginning was a small sound.

Logan’s sword was swung lightly.

Soon, a huge chunk of flesh split along its trajectory, and sunlight shone in as if by a lie.

– Kyaooo!

The monster screamed, its voice echoing around him, seeming to come from everywhere at once.

Logan ignored the scream and leaped out of the monster’s skin that he had cut open.

‘About three minutes left.’

His whole body was overflowing with power, but his mind was anxious.

He had to find somewhere to rest, and fast. His body was already screaming at him.

In this forbidden area full of demonic creatures.

He sprinted through the air above a desolate landscape. Jagged black rocks stretched as far as he could see, and the air hung heavy with the stench of sulfur. Distant roars echoed across the barren plains.

With a tense face, Logan stepped on the corpse of the monster snake that had collapsed and sprinted through the empty air.

Aura Master.

That legendary realm, where one could control space with little power, was being recreated in the middle of a demonic region where no one was watching.

However.

He landed heavily, catching his breath. But there was no time to rest.

Suddenly, a pillar of crimson light flashed past Logan as he was sprinting through the sky.

Kawaaaang!

Zzzzzing!

A beam with a thickness of over 1 meter, and a destructive power that looked brutal at first glance, blocked his sprint, leaving a tingling wave.

‘What!?’

Logan frowned and looked down at the ground, and a truly absurd sight came into view.

A huge bulk with a height of over 20 meters, four pillar-like legs standing on the ground. The seamless muscles extending from the four large, sharp claws to the top of its head made it look agile despite its bulk.

Three wolf heads were attached above its shoulders, and each head had two pairs of eyes gleaming.

The giant three-headed wolf stared at Logan with a total of 12 eyes for a moment.

Sssssss.

The giant three-headed wolf seemed to shrink and melt before his eyes. Its massive form condensed, the extra heads vanishing, until a silver wolf, still larger than any he’d seen, stood in its place.

It was still larger than an ordinary wolf, but it was incomparable to the monster from before. The ‘normal wolf,’ with only one head, stared at Logan in the air with a pair of eyes and howled loudly.

– Awoooooooo.

It wasn’t a roar filled with the force to overwhelm the surroundings.

However, Logan’s expanded senses told him that demonic creatures everywhere were quickly running away.

All of that process was nothing short of amazing, but now was not the time to simply admire the sight.

Because the wolf’s howl sounded somehow different to Logan.

‘Is it telling me to follow?’

Logan chuckled at his own thought, but the wolf, after glancing at him once, turned its head as if there was no need to say more and began to move somewhere.

The wolf’s noble and arrogant attitude suited it strangely well.

Logan stared at it with bewildered eyes, and then moved towards where the wolf was headed.

‘The power…….’

The exhilaration that had begun to subside.

The Force was draining.

The duration of the trait, Up, was coming to an end.

Well, what else could he do? He had to trust this strange feeling, for now.

Thinking so, he landed on the ground, but his body, which had been pushed to its limit, demanded its due faster than he had expected.

“Ugh!”

Whirr.

With the feeling of his soul shrinking along with the receding power, Logan let out a painful groan.

His body collapsed, and in his fading consciousness, Logan saw the red eyes approaching him.

‘Ah, no. Damn it.’

Am I going to die like this? Me?

Logan screamed inwardly at the absurd situation he had never even imagined.

At that moment.

– Awooooo!

With the wolf’s howl echoing once again, the approaching red eyes simultaneously startled and began to flee.

That was Logan’s last memory of that day.

Logan slowly became aware of cold stone beneath him. His head throbbed. He groaned and tried to sit up, his vision blurry.

“Ugh……”

“Umm……”

“……Rick. Just a bit more……”

He felt like he was remembering a distant time in his vague memories.

Logan smiled and tried to push away the servant who was waking him up.

‘Fur?’

But the sensation on his hand was a little strange.

The moment he thought it was fluffy like an animal’s paw.

Wham!

“Ack!”

With a blow that felt like his head was splitting, Logan tumbled across the ‘stone floor.’

Logan, startled by the tingling pain and the cold sensation, hurriedly got up.

Whoosh!

“Who is it?!”

He quickly took a stance and drew his sword, but in front of him, a silver wolf the size of a calf was glaring at him with a displeased look.

The fact that a wolf was glaring at him was already strange enough, but the displeased feeling was definitely a strange thing, but strangely there was no sense of incongruity.

Perhaps that was why Logan was a little late in realizing that the wolf in front of him was the transformed version of the monster he had seen before he fainted.

And the situation after that as well.

“You are……”

Logan knew he couldn’t be angry at someone who had saved him, even if they woke him up roughly.

Talking to a wolf would be silly. Logan knew that.

“……Ugh,” he groaned.

He didn’t know what else to do. Logan frowned. Then, the wolf snorted, ‘Khh,’ turned its head, and stood up.

It walked deeper into the cold stone chamber.

‘A stone chamber?’

Logan then realized where he was and looked around.

A cold, grey stone chamber. The air smelled damp and old.

However, the high ceiling, easily over 5 meters, was smoothly shaped into a gentle sphere, and the floor and walls were clean spaces without any rough surfaces.

Logan was bewildered by the sight, which clearly showed the touch of human hands.

‘Wasn’t this supposed to be the Demon Beast Forest…?’

Logan, feeling a slight sense of unease, examined his surroundings, running his hand along the neatly made walls of the stone chamber.

The wall he was touching didn’t seem like ordinary stone.

Thud.

Lightly clenching his fist and knocking on it, the feeling became even more certain.

He knew because he had recently experienced a similar feeling from stone, no, from a stone chamber.

“A ruin…?”

The walls of an unknown material that made up the ruins of Jibric Kassel.

The strange building that had effortlessly withstood the power of the seventh form of the Divine Sword Art, Root Rend.

It felt similar to the walls of that building.

‘Is this place a similar ruin to that one?’

It was definitely smaller than the ruins of Jibric Kassel, and there were no particular patterns or murals.

But the feeling was too similar.

Oooong.

Thud!

“Indeed….”

He could be even more certain after lightly applying an impact with his aura.

A wall that wouldn’t even scratch from an aura called the power of destruction.

Things of this material couldn’t have been common in ancient times.

Feeling newly uneasy, he looked around again, when a sharp sound came from somewhere.

“Woof!!”

The wolf, which had disappeared into the inner part of the stone chamber, reappeared and barked.

The wolf barked again, its bark sharp and urgent, as if it was impatient.

He thought it was strange to feel human emotions from a wolf again, when the wolf narrowed its eyes even more, shook its head, and pointed to the inside of the stone chamber with its front paw.

“Are you telling me to follow you?”

“Woof!”

The wolf barked once more, as if answering Logan’s words.

A space that was nothing but a bland grey wall, no matter how much he looked at it.

A wolf that had saved him, a complete stranger.

‘What on earth is going on?’

Logan hesitated. *Should I trust this wolf?* he wondered. But he had no other choice. He needed to know what was going on.

The stone chamber, which he thought might be an ancient ruin, was merely a slightly larger space on the inside.

If it were a house, the place where he had woken up earlier would be the guest room, and where he was now would be the master bedroom.

The only difference was that, unlike the previous stone chamber, which had nothing, there was something like an altar.

And on top of it, there was a single object that looked like a book, left all alone.

“Woof!”

The wolf barked again in front of it.

It seemed to mean to come closer, but its expression was full of displeasure.

‘I can read the wolf’s emotions. Is that guy weird, or have I become weird?’

It was absurd, but seeing its expression, the pain that felt like his head would split open when he woke up came to mind again.

“……Do you have a problem with me?”

It wasn’t a question he thought it would understand.

But seeing it make a sound like a snort, ‘Khh,’ and turn its head, it seemed like it understood.

He was dumbfounded and stared blankly at it.

“Woof!”

The wolf barked again, as if frustrated, and kept pointing at the book with its nose.

It seemed to mean to read it.

His heart beat faster. What secrets did this old book hold?

It was a series of absurd situations, but Logan, who already had a lot of questions, chuckled and approached the altar.

The book on the altar looked very old and special. It was thick and bound in dark leather that seemed to glow faintly. Even the string holding it together looked unusual.

After dusting off the hazy dust, what was written on the cover was a short word.

An archaic style even among ancient languages.

It was a style used in an era far older than the ancient language he had learned.

Considering that the ancient language spoken in modern times refers to the characters from the Great Migration a thousand years ago, it could be inferred that this book was created in an era much older than that.

‘Fortunately, the characters themselves aren’t that different, even if the style and words are a bit awkward.’

Even more fortunate was that he had already completely deciphered a similar ancient book once before.

‘Right. It’s a similar style to the Divine Sword Art. Come to think of it, the handwriting too…? No, no way. It must be a coincidence.’

Complex thoughts arose in his head, but from the moment he opened the book, Logan could only widen his eyes and fall into its contents.

The contents of the book that began in that way recorded the life story of a person.

A child who was weak from birth.

But that child miraculously survived even the infancy, when even healthy children were likely to die of illness overnight. He repeatedly recovered from all sorts of diseases.

And the reason was rooted in the power his father had accidentally acquired, Force.

Following in the footsteps of his father, who was an excellent monster hunter, he trained his body, hunted, and fought monsters.

After countless crises, he awakened the Force and became a hunter, following in his father’s footsteps.

Hunters at that time were those who protected humans from monsters.

He was the guardian of the tribe, or rather, the village that was just beginning to emerge.

But the crisis came quickly.

The child, no, the young man who had now become a warrior, fought and fought to protect the village. He defended the village from the invasions of different races several times.

However, the attacks of superior races, who possessed powerful magical powers and were inherently superior to humans, gradually intensified.

In the face of increasingly fierce attacks, villages and villages united, and soon a huge city was created, and efforts to protect their territory continued.

Within it, the young man rose to the honorable position of defending the city with the name of Great Warrior.

However, even so, the crisis could not be overcome.

A human’s struggle to protect his family and race in ancient times.

Up to that point, it was ‘just’ such content.

But Logan’s eyes widened at the sentence that followed immediately.

Logan’s hand, holding the book, trembled slightly.

I pass on.

Force, which was treated as a strange trick buried in magic and the emerging sacred law. That saved me. Naturally, I had no choice but to focus on that power to continue living.

As the Madou Sage’s disappearance exceeded 50 years, the alien races, freed from the fear of him, began to pressure the human race. And that became the worst crisis for the human race, which had just begun to settle and develop.

It was not enough. The alliance of a few tribes was only a force that could hardly stop even one faction of the alien races. They barely managed to block the dwarves’ attack and defeat the lizardmen, but then the city was destroyed by an orc shaman and just one hundred orc warriors.

That was my first death.

In an era when the Dragon race had disappeared and the Dragonkin were in hiding, the emergence of the Madou Sage, who united all human races, led the human race to its greatest golden age.

Elves, dwarves, lizardmen, orcs. Even those who regarded humans as inferior races revered the Madou Sage and his bodyguards, and the alien races’ fear of them became the source of maintaining the human race’s prosperity even after the Madou Sage disappeared.

I was born in the era when the human race, who had only wandered to avoid monsters and other races, began to settle down and farm, in that era of transformation.