Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 474

In the quiet town of Ruspelheim, Merlin was a healer. She had been sent there by the Pope to help the people of McLaine after the war. Now, she was praying to ask for forgiveness.

Even though the Pope told her to come, she felt she needed to pray. As a priestess, she felt guilty for helping to cause death in the war.

Some people were foolish and didn’t understand her religion. They said it was strange for a priestess of Adga, the god of darkness and death, to feel sorry for fighting in the war. But Merlin didn’t care what they said. People often misunderstood priestesses of Adga.

‘Adga’s teachings are about natural death and peaceful rest, certainly not war.’

The ignorant often avoided priestesses of Adga as if they were plagues. Even though they would seek them out again when it came time for funerals.

In any case, humans always consider what comes after death, so it was amusing that the Order of Adga was the most popular among the nobles.

‘…Such impious thoughts. Adga, I repent.’

Merlin resumed her penitential bows toward the small statue.

Suddenly, she felt something holy, like a wave, go through her soul.

– After searching everywhere, you’re the best I could find.

“Gasp!?”

Merlin, startled, made an unseemly noise and collapsed.

She wondered if it was a delusion, but before her eyes, a small dagger floated in the air.

A glossy black blade and a simple yet antique handle.

And an immense divine power emanating from the small dagger, far more than one could believe.

She knew instinctively that it was Sopor, the sacred object of Adga she had only heard about.

– Accept my power and proclaim the will of God on earth, my apostle.

At the sacred tremor that resonated through her soul via the sacred object, Merlin shed tears of emotion.

“Oh! My God…!”

It had already been 30 years since she had served as a priestess.

A life lived always according to doctrine, with integrity and purity.

Every time she heard rumors of priests falling into corruption, she endured a life of hardship, determined to set an even better example, and it seemed she was finally being rewarded.

– Will you dedicate yourself?

How could she refuse?

“I will dedicate myself!! I dedicate everything to my Lord!”

Merlin shouted enthusiastically, welcoming the miracle that had come before her.

– It is a pity that there is no more time to choose.

An incomprehensible voice echoed in her mind, but wasn’t it natural that a mortal could not fully understand the will of God?

Merlin accepted God’s choice without the slightest resistance.

At the same time, the sacred light emanating from the sacred object enveloped her entire body.

Her face was filled with joy, but only for a moment.

“Krrraaack!”

By the time she realized that the process of being chosen by God was very different from what she had imagined, it was already too late.

Merlin, who had been clutching her head and screaming in agony, soon collapsed on the spot.

A moment later.

– An old and sick body. Haa….

As if she hadn’t just collapsed, she raised her body, making a bizarre noise.

– A mess….

“It’s a mess. Ahem. Ah, ah.”

The moment the bizarre voice returned to its original tone.

“Still, I need to make it at least somewhat usable.”

Crack!

With meaningless muttering, her body began to undergo rapid changes.

The wrinkles on her face smoothed out, and her snow-white hair regained its original glossy black color.

“…Did you devote yourself to me because of this hair color?”

Adga, who had taken over Merlin’s body, scanned the distant memories of the body’s owner and smirked.

– Not even royalty….

– Tch, impious.

– Not a demon!?

It seemed she had been chased or had chosen to be in his arms, symbolized by the black circle.

“Well, consider it an honor to be used like this.”

Even if he said that, there was no way an answer would come back from a soul that had already been devoured and disappeared.

Adga smiled fully only after chewing and swallowing even the fragments of the collapsed soul, so as not to be caught off guard like in the cases of Amunda or Aria.

But soon, he looked around and frowned slightly.

It wasn’t because the prayer room was completely closed off on all sides.

“Even after taking over this body, am I still the slowest to act? If we are going to lose the war anyway, I should be more brave and take bigger risks…”

Tch.

As if forgetting that he himself had hesitated for several days in the lower realm’s time, the apostle sighed.

But he didn’t have time to think more.

Flash!

Kawaaaaaaaang!

A golden ray struck her body.

Rumble!

With a roar, a corner of the prayer room burst out, and an ominous black ray soared into the sky.

– Who dares!

Until a moment ago, it was clearly a human.

Aside from the ear-splitting shriek, the priest’s entire body, which had risen into the air, was covered in black scales.

Above his head, something like a deer’s antlers was sprouting, and already, with just that appearance, he was a monster far removed from the human form.

Logan McLaine, a warrior sworn to protect this land, stepped into the ruined prayer room.

And Logan, the owner of the golden light that had destroyed the prayer room, clicked his tongue, realizing that the monster had withstood his attack.

‘I was too hasty.’

Feeling the apostle’s descent, he had rushed to kill it before it could properly settle, so he hadn’t even loaded his power properly, let alone the Divine Sword Secret Technique.

And now that the monster was staring directly at him, any secret technique that could end it in one blow would be blocked before he could even try it.

But even so, it wasn’t that he lacked the confidence to face it, so the answer came out confidently.

“It is I, you monster!”

He could feel the monster’s power. It was very strong, at least level 8, just like he thought it would be.

– Logan McLaine! The incarnation of this disaster!

“Even if you blather on in that form, you’re the only one who looks like you’re calling for disaster, aren’t you?”

– How dare you!

“Have you lost your sense of reality after coming out into the world after so long? Who do you think you’re talking to like that right now?”

Gooooooo.

Crack!

It seemed like a simple argument, but at the point where black light and golden light collided, a bizarre noise that sounded like space was breaking was ringing out.

A process of each targeting the other’s weakness.

The felt momentum is evenly matched. Now that both sides have begun to fully draw out their power, the moment one shows a weakness, it will be over.

For the apostle, who was having a rough time as soon as he descended, it was a situation that could only be described as absurd.

It was absurd that a mortal who could be crushed with a single breath from the main body was daring to oppose him, but more than that, the opponent’s power was beyond expectations.

Adga had planned this attack. He knew that Jibric, in human form, was in this place. Based on the information he had, Adga was sure that even one of his followers could defeat Jibric.

‘Aria and Ageron’s information is wrong.’

Even though they were in a competitive relationship, it didn’t seem like they would have given false information at this important time.

That means.

– You’ve grown this much in such a short time?

A guy who didn’t even reach the 8th class had already reached its peak. Even in the ancient times of the magical renaissance, there was no one who showed such rapid growth.

Not even that Jibric.

Besides, didn’t that guy handle the insignificant power of life, not magic?

“This could be a disaster.”

Adga had used up power he saved for a thousand years just to come down to this world. Now, he might lose even more and have to go back.

“No choice,”

Adga decided right then.

He would swallow his pride for a moment and work together with the allies who would be coming down soon.

However…

Whirrrr.

Bzzzt!

He tried to use magic to disappear quickly, but it didn’t work.

Then he understood. The person in front of him controlled the whole city with his mind.

How could this be happening to someone who was only as strong as an 8th Circle mage?

He felt panicked because he didn’t understand what was happening.

This panic turned into anger, and he shouted, “You weak human!”

Watching that power building up, Logan just smiled.

“It’s working.”

The idea of blocking magic with his own will and power was working well.

It was like putting a tiny grain of sand into a complicated machine. It was enough to stop the machine from working properly. And space magic was like a very, very complicated machine.

Yes. Tremble, Apostle.

“How about you die by the hand of that weak human?”

“How dare you…!”

How much would it hurt the gods if he killed an Apostle?

‘I wouldn’t ask for more if it just stopped them from coming down again.’

He wouldn’t be able to use the Divine Sword Secret Arts, which needed focus to block magic. But if the Apostle couldn’t use magic, that wouldn’t be a problem.

‘Just how far can I block magic with my will?’

This would also be a test for fighting other Apostles.

If an 8th Circle mage and an Aura Master fought without magic, who would win?

‘I’ll beat you up, Apostle.’

Logan drew his sword, imagining all the good things that could happen.

But then something changed.

“Y-Your Majesty!?”

“What about the others?”

“M-Monster!?”

The people had come because of the loud noise.

Most of them were priests who lived in the temple.

At the same time, the Apostle’s eyes flashed with a cold, divine light.

“Smite the enemy of the gods!”

His will, filled with divine power, spread everywhere.

“Oh! Gods!”

“How can this be!”

“The enemy of the gods!? Where?”

Priests rushed out, their robes flowing behind them, especially those wearing black robes.

“Logan McLane is…!”

Wham!

“Ack!”

The strong, god-like voice suddenly stopped. Then, a woman’s voice shouted loudly in everyone’s minds, “It’s a demon pretending to be a god! Be careful, everyone! Don’t listen to the demon!”

The king’s will, which already controlled all of Lusphelheim, echoed in people’s minds a little later.

The Apostle didn’t stay quiet. He yelled, “Priests, listen to your true feelings! Don’t be tricked by this lying human! This ‘hero’ is against the gods!”

The priests who had gathered when he shouted, especially those wearing black robes, looked at Logan with mixed feelings. The priests of Adga, the god of darkness and death, felt strongly that the Apostle was telling the truth.

But they were suddenly told to hate the one they had praised as a hero.

Even though they were priests, it was hard to do that right away.

While they were trying to decide what to do…

[Look at that figure! He looks like a monster covered in demon scales! Priests, don’t listen to the demon!]

The priests of Adga became even more confused when the ruler of Lusphelheim, no, of the eastern continent, the war hero, said that.

Of course, the Apostle, Adga, was surprised.

The black scales and deer antlers were just part of his real form as the Black Dragon. Why was he being called a demon?

But he couldn’t tell them that. There was nothing about their real forms in the books that he and his friends had written.

So, all he could do was…

“Priests, follow your souls! Logan McLane is the enemy of the gods!”

He could only say the same thing again.

But only his own priests really believed him when he roared like a demon.

Sadly for him, the priests of Adga, who were connected to dark things like darkness and death, were not many in number.

In the end, the truth was…

[As a messenger of God, I will punish the demon myself!]

He couldn’t win against the words of a human who was already a successful war hero and conqueror.

Moreover…

Kwaaaaah!

“Get out of this world, monster!”

The power coming from Logan, with his blazing red eyes, was too much even for an Apostle.

“That damn human!”

He was extremely angry, but even with the body of a half-dragon changed from a human, he couldn’t handle the power of the Aura Master.

Also, every time he tried to use powerful magic to hurt Logan, it got stopped by some strange trick. His magic just wouldn’t work right.

In the end, the Apostle, who was quickly forced to defend himself, could only grit his teeth and curse.

“Do you know that you will suffer forever after you die!”

“Don’t be silly! I know very well that you are not real gods.”

Of course, even that couldn’t stop the golden aura filled with anger.

Crack!

The moment Adga’s Apostle was cut in two…

“Ah!”

“Aargh!”

“Apostle.”

Adga’s priests knelt down with tears in their eyes without thinking, but few people paid attention.

And Logan felt a huge power pressing down on his soul.

[You have embarrassed yourself because you came down to this world with less power.]

[Mortal, you are connected to Jibrik. Get ready for pain after you die.]

The being who had been fighting until just now disappeared, leaving a scary warning.

However, Logan smiled. He could feel how much the main god had been hurt by dealing with the Apostle.

‘He took quite a hit. Yes, this is enough.’

He had proven how to fight the Apostles and even got some good results. That was more than enough.

However…

‘I wonder what will happen to the Apostles who went down somewhere else… I’m worried about Ilia.’

That was the only thing he was worried about.