Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 464

A huge army of 300,000 soldiers stopped suddenly. Half of them froze, unsure what to do. The other half turned, ready to attack their own king. They were going to fight against the leader they once served.

Suddenly, the sky ripped open. Blue meteors, like giant frozen tears, screamed down from above. They crashed into the western plains with deafening roars – KWAANG! KWAANG! – and the ground trembled. Where the meteors hit, the green fields turned black and smoking, becoming a burned wasteland in seconds.

“Aaaargh!”

“W-what is this!”

“Divine punishment!”

“Spare me!”

The screams of the Imperial soldiers filled the plains. Confused orders made them remember who they were.

The McLaine soldiers were shocked by the terrible sight. Then, they saw something even worse. Blue meteors were flying towards them! Four of the meteors were still flying towards the walls of Luthspellheim.

One towards the north wall, and one towards the south.

Two meteors headed for the west wall, where the main force waited.

Each one was the size of a decent mansion.

“N-no!”

“Damn it!”

“God have mercy!”

The other meteors were about to hit them.

Most of the soldiers closed their eyes, knowing the end was near.

– Kyaaaaargh!

A chilling shriek cut through the air, and crimson light shot out towards the meteors.

“Huh!?”

The soldiers were confused and scared. Two of the meteors, heading north and south, crashed into the crimson light and exploded.

Flash!

Kwaaaang!

The other two meteors, falling towards the west wall, were stopped just before they hit by thin rays of red, orange, and grey light.

– Kwaaaang!

The wall shook from the explosions.

– Awooooo!

The three-headed wolf roared against the twilight sky. It was much larger than a person. Superhumans stood beside it.

The soldiers on the wall saw their shadows. Cheers exploded from everywhere.

“I-it’s the Divine Beast!”

“It’s the Corps Commanders!”

“Waaah!”

Their hope came back.

“We will win!”

“Let’s crush the Empire!”

“Fire!”

“Throw!”

The attack on the confused enemy army became even stronger.

It was utter chaos.

The Imperial Knights saw their army split in two. They had to divide themselves in front of the wall.

Some wanted to return to the main camp to protect the Emperor. Others wanted to attack the wall, as they were ordered.

The McLaine army saw the enemy knights in confusion. They attacked them with everything they had.

Kwaaang!

Bang!

Tap tap tap.

“Crush them!”

“Let’s end the Empire!”

“Kill them all!”

Arrows and stones rained down.

“You bloody bastards!”

Kwakwakwakwang!

Greg Patterson, the 1st Corps Commander of the West, was surrounded by a glowing light. He blocked the arrows and stones. Finally, he shouted.

“The entire army will take the wall first!”

His strong voice reached the Imperial Knights, even with the explosions all around.

Piles Delpione, the 4th Corps Commander, joined in.

“His Majesty is a divine being! We will do what we must!”

Greg was the highest-ranking commander. Piles was like an idol to the Imperial female soldiers. Their words calmed the worried Imperial Knights.

But even then, the war was not going well.

The Western Knights had been weakened in the war with the Ten Nations of the West. But there were still over 10,000 of them. They were a strong army.

Normally, they could have fought many groups of soldiers from other countries. But the McLaine army had powerful superhumans and new weapons. The Western Knights alone could not win.

They could only…

“If we make a path, His Majesty will bring victory!”

They had to believe in the Emperor. He had recently reappeared and shown them his power.

Greg’s order was almost a forced one.

But the knights of the Empire were loyal to the Emperor. It was something they were expected to be. So, their strong belief quickly got a response.

“Attack!”

“Take the wall!”

The Imperial Knights, led by Greg, reorganized and began to climb the wall.

[The mages of the Cassel Magic Tower are not visible. The Mages of the Freezing Gale and the Magic Corps are with the Emperor, so leave that to Victoria and me. The rest of the superhumans will face the Corps Commanders in order of rank!]

The Sword Master’s eyebrows twitched. He sensed something in Logan’s message.

‘…He has lost his composure.’

Even if the message was only for the superhumans, Logan would have sent different messages to each person. He would have controlled the spirit waves.

It seemed to be the result of the attack that had destroyed the huge fireball at the start of the battle. It was the big change that made the enemy army turn around.

‘Certainly, we have gained the upper hand.’

He felt uneasy.

He did not doubt the power of his student and leader. Logan had become incredibly powerful.

But because he could feel magic more strongly now, he could understand how strong those blue meteors were. He could also understand the power of their master.

‘His Majesty must have used a special ability in that first strike. And…’

If the Emperor could use that kind of magic again, the war could quickly change again.

The Emperor had unbelievable power.

Just blocking one of the meteors had made him feel sick. And he had only done it with the help of his comrades.

If someone could use that kind of magic many times in a row, what was the point of an army?

‘No, that can’t be. He won’t be able to use it again.’

That was why he had brought an army here.

That made sense.

The Sword Master tried to calm his worry. He focused on the Imperial Knights who were climbing the wall.

More specifically, he focused on the five enemy Corps Commanders who were rushing towards them.

‘Two strong warriors who use aura, three average ones.’

Luckily, none of them were strong enough to worry about.

Everyone on the wall knew the Empire’s Western Corps Commanders were dangerous. Whispers said the best were the leaders of the First and Fourth Corps. The Fourth was commanded by the Valkyrie – a title whispered with respect, meaning the strongest woman warrior in their army.

First, I had to deal with those two quickly.

“I’ll take the 1st Corps Commander. And Blood Flower, as promised, will be dealt with by Her Majesty the Queen…”

“Sword Saint, I must go to His Majesty.”

This was clearly a time of war.

Someone interrupted his orders. It was surprising, but he couldn’t be angry with her. The red-haired Queen before him was, after all, his superior.

Moreover, her guess about the King’s condition was likely correct.

He knew what she wanted to say.

As husband and wife, they shared a deep connection, and he guessed she felt the same unease about the King that he did.

And also…

“Grrrr.”

The divine beast, Tyr, kept looking towards where the King was, and was nudging the Queen’s back with its nose, as if urging her to go there quickly.

“…His Majesty said that it would be good for the morale of our troops if Queen, the symbol of our women soldiers, were to defeat Piles Delpion, and Her Majesty agreed.”

“But the Gale Wind and the mages of the Kassel Magic Tower are nowhere to be seen. If it’s just them, wouldn’t it be alright for me to leave?”

The Queen, who as a former Valkyrie, should know the importance of military discipline, kept talking nonsense.

Her blue eyes, filled with worry, looked straight at him. Then, another voice spoke from beside them.

“I too must go to Logan His Majesty. My calling is not to face the Imperial Army, but the Kassel Magic Tower.”

The Sword Saint, using the alias Haymon.

The Sword Saint knew that Haymon also had soul power.

‘Haymon might sense something different about the King than I do,’ he thought.

The vague sense of unease grew stronger and stronger, and eventually his heart leaned in that direction.

Hah.

‘If the monarch acts on instinct rather than plan, so do the vassals.’

He sighed, but it was better than His Majesty being harmed.

‘It’s not like we’re short on forces.’

The Sword Saint finally nodded.

“Yes, go.”

“Thank you!”

Eileen’s expression brightened for a moment, and she ran straight towards where her husband was.

The Sword Saint, who had been silently watching the divine beast and Haymon following right behind her, turned his gaze to the side.

“We’ll take care of this place. Anyone feel like we’re lacking?”

“No, sir.”

“We have enough.”

“More than enough.”

“Leave it to us!”

“We will follow your orders.”

Victor and Ronian, Luther and Wicken, and even Burdel.

Even without Latin and Gustav, the foreign superhumans commanding their troops on the other side of the wall, they had one top-tier, two upper-tier, and three mid-tier.

It was more than enough to deal with the Western Corps Commanders.

“Burdel, you support everyone from a distance, and the rest of you take on the designated opponents. Finish them off as quickly as possible.”

“Yes, sir!”

The fully prepared McLaine’s superhumans soon scattered and met the Empire’s Corps Commanders surging up the wall.

As soon as Greg stepped onto the wall, he felt some of the Force that filled his body being restricted.

But he wasn’t too flustered. The Emperor, who had shown his skill in Regal, had anticipated this situation.

He had provided artifacts that could stop the magic circle to him, the Corps Commanders, the superhumans, and even the top-tier knights.

Although the number was only about a hundred, what mattered was that those who possessed them were the Empire’s elite.

Whirr!

As soon as he activated the artifact, the power binding the Force disappeared.

Nevertheless, Greg deliberately ‘acted’ like he was staggering.

“Ugh!”

Hoping that the approaching McLaine’s superhuman, the Sword Saint, would be caught off guard by mistaking him for being affected by the magic circle.

And as if that act had worked, the Sword Saint’s body, rushing towards him, only grew faster and faster without the slightest hesitation.

‘Come.’

He, too, had reached the pinnacle of upper-tier Aura User.

Even the Sword Saint, known as a top-tier, could be killed if he was careless.

Of course, he didn’t think it would be easy.

‘I’ll give up my flank or arm to take his life.’

He would end it with the first attack.

He steeled himself, but then…

‘Hmm?’

The Sword Saint’s body, which was approaching, continued to accelerate, and soon only a faint red aura remained.

A speed that even his superhuman vision could not follow.

‘This is bad!’

The moment the hairs on his head stood on end.

Rumble!

Along with the sound of thunder, Greg felt a burning heat around his neck.

Red lightning.

That was the last sight Greg Patterson saw while alive.

Piles Delpion, nicknamed Blood Flower, was also planning a similar operation to Greg.

No, all the Corps Commanders were thinking the same thing.

The number of Imperial superhumans was significantly smaller than McLaine’s.

So, the plan was to take advantage of the enemy’s carelessness and win in one fell swoop.

That’s why when the young knight with red hair and red eyes approached her, she cheered inwardly.

‘Ronian McLaine.’

The enemy king’s younger brother and another genius Aura User.

And the estimated level was at least a mid-tier Aura User.

At most, he would be an upper-tier, so he was never a match for her in the first place.

‘It’s a bit of a shame that it’s not the Sword Saint.’

Rather, it was even better in that she could safely gain merit.

“Ugh!”

Acting as if her movements were sluggish, Piles smiled inwardly as she confirmed that the approaching Ronian was slowing down.

From the enemy’s hand, who had stopped at a certain distance, seven orange giant swords, each tens of meters long, soared up.

‘What!’

She belatedly gathered strength throughout her body in shock, but…

Wham!

The orange giant swords, which were tearing apart the entire space where Piles was standing, crushed her entire body without giving her any chance.

The veteran warriors who had survived even the Western Front. The end of the five Corps Commanders of the Imperial Western Corps was similar.

Among them, the 3rd Corps Commander, Dakota Allen, was hit by a gray aura orb and disappeared into dust without leaving even a part of his body.

Only the 2nd Corps Commander, Terry Godwin, and the 7th Corps Commander, Alex Bowie, fought fiercely against the giant and the wind Aura User, but even they were annihilated by the red aura arrows and a combined attack.

“N-no way.”

“The Corps Commanders so easily…”

The morale of the Imperial knights, who had overcome the barrage of red stones and crossbows and climbed onto the wall, began to fall quickly.