Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 479

Logan watched the Apostles shouting and blasting magic, their faces red with anger. *Were they truly this reckless?* he wondered. It seemed foolish, even for beings of immense power. This made him think: what was it like for a god to become part of a mortal? To pour their vast power into a body like a cup?

He turned to Ilia and Harman, who stood beside him, observing the chaotic scene with cool eyes. “What’s it like for a god to use an Apostle’s body?” Logan asked quietly. “Does it feel… strange?”

Ilia considered this for a moment, then said, “Imagine you are a giant, and you try to squeeze yourself into a tiny toy doll, no bigger than an ant. You’d still be *you*, but everything would feel small and weak.”

Harman nodded. “Like being trapped. You might have some fun bossing around the ants inside,” he chuckled, a dry sound, “but wouldn’t you want to get out of that tiny doll as fast as you could?”

‘Just like people.’

Even gods make bad decisions when they are in a hurry.

The Apostles before him were clearly showing this.

“Just get rid of it.”

“It had to be dealt with anyway. Destroy it!”

“Vanish, you piece of Jibrik!”

Even knowing they had fallen for his trick, their reactions were exactly as he had expected.

“They never even thought about deceiving His Majesty, which is why they are so careless,” Ilia said.

“It’s more like, ‘Follow if you want, or don’t if you don’t.’ That’s probably how they think,” Harman added.

“For them, it’s just a change in how they do what they naturally should do and are able to do,” Ilia said.

‘The result is decided already, so they don’t worry about how it happens….’

In the end, it was their certainty that things would go their way that made such actions possible.

However, Archmage Cassel’s brave fight was unexpected.

His transformation into a huge demon was amazing, but even though he was clearly weaker than each Apostle, he was holding his own against all of them.

‘That magic circle….’

The magic circle on the large plaza floor was giving off a lot of energy and seemed to be the source of his power.

“You heretics, you will never stop His descent!”

The demon roared, as if in a frenzy, and the crimson flames burned even brighter.

The strange crown and silver bracelets flashed for a moment, making his power stronger, and all the Apostles were thrown back at the same time. It was definitely strong magic, but not strong enough to push back six Apostles who were beyond Class 8 all at once.

‘Something’s odd?’

After watching this happen several times, Logan understood why.

‘The Apostles are holding back. …Unbelievable.’

The more he learned about the true nature of the gods, the more disappointed he became.

The Apostles seemed to be attacking the Archmage hard, but if the attack seemed even a little bit focused on them, they quickly backed away, saving their strength.

All six Apostles did this.

That was why the Archmage was able to keep fighting, even though he wasn’t strong enough.

Of course, this uneasy standoff didn’t last long.

“How pathetic. Divine power is being wasted as we speak.”

“It seems it would be easily solved if you were to take the loss first, Aion.”

“Enough nonsense. Let’s all do it together. Ten percent each should be fair, right?”

“Agreed.”

“I agree.”

“Good, let’s go.”

As those horrible voices echoed through the explosions, the Apostle who spoke first began to change quickly.

Blue scales covered his entire body right away, and wings grew from his back. Four horns came out of the top of his lizard-like head, and his normal body doubled in size, ripping through his robes and showing his bulging muscles.

He looked like the legendary Dragonkin, but a bit fatter.

Then, the Apostle next to him changed into a similar monster. The only difference was that golden scales grew instead of blue ones.

After them, the other Apostles also changed their forms at the same time.

One Apostle, who was a typical dwarf, just became gigantic. Another became a large elf, and another became a red-skinned orc with a huge body.

Finally, one Apostle changed into a real Dragonkin, with a graceful body and much larger wings than the first two who grew scales.

The six Apostles quickly lost their human forms and showed part of their true selves. They didn’t seem to care about the crimson flames around them, and each one glowed with unique lights, showing off their power.

‘They are stronger than Class 8, aren’t they?’

In that state, even Logan would have trouble handling more than one of those Apostles.

The only good thing was that the bodies of the transformed Apostles, which allowed them to stay in the mortal world, were starting to fall apart.

‘They’ll be lucky to last a week. There was a reason they hadn’t transformed until now.’

Logan quietly held his breath, feeling the great tension, and watched the battle.

“Th-this can’t be!”

Even the huge demon trembled from the pressure.

Beyond the space where the colliding energies and explosions had disappeared, there was a pile of people stacked like firewood.

They were all unconscious, but their expensive clothes showed they were nobles from somewhere.

Among them, Logan saw familiar faces huddled in one corner.

A handsome, middle-aged man with blond hair, a black-haired woman lying next to him, and a scarred, middle-aged man.

‘…Clayton, Louisa.’

He had to save those two, even if he didn’t know the Golden-haired King.

Clayton, who had helped Maclane succeed in every way, had to be saved.

And Louisa too.

“I am also a knight. Whatever it may be, absolutely not. My family, our house, the kingdom comes first.”

When he saw her, he remembered his brother’s face.

He also remembered her sincere soul, which was different from her words.

“I want to save them.”

He couldn’t ignore his brother’s desperate wish.

‘…I’ll save them both.’

Logan steeled himself and bit his lip.

It might be a foolish thing to do.

This way of dividing space and hiding his presence was something he had just made up, and he hadn’t tested how long it would last. If he was discovered, the worst would happen.

Also, if he stayed still, everything might be okay. The Archmage, as a demon, would eventually lose to the Apostles, and the Apostles, having shown their true forms at the cost of their bodies, would have to leave this world in a week or two.

But if those two were killed, he wouldn’t be able to face his other ‘family’.

Neither Lia, nor his brother.

Even if he ignored it, he wouldn’t be able to live with himself.

‘I’ll move.’

It hadn’t failed yet, so he had to try.

Just like he always did.

‘I’ll aim for the moment when those guys collide again.’

As Logan’s eyes gleamed, the Apostles charged towards the Archmage.

Soon, the crimson flames and various lights collided fiercely again.

But the result was very different from before.

“Kraaah!”

The demon’s thick arm was cut off with a scream and turned into black smoke, disappearing.

At this rate, the fight would be over sooner than expected.

That was when Logan, feeling more and more anxious, moved quietly.

The Dragon-man stepped forward. His yellow eyes found Logan in the shadows. “There you are,” he growled.

The blue Dragon-man’s yellow eyes stared at Logan. “Descendant of Jibrik,” the Dragon-man said.

Suddenly, something cracked loudly! A power that had hidden Logan broke apart. Now everyone could see him.

“You dared to trick a god!” shouted the Orc.

“Foolish human!” yelled the Elf.

“You will pay!” roared the Dwarf.

The demon, who was screaming in pain from his missing arm, suddenly cheered loudly. “Logan McLane! Hahaha! A sacrifice! He came here himself!”

Thud! Flash! The demon stomped his foot hard. BOOM! Energy exploded from the ground like a storm. It rushed through the room, pushing against Logan and the Apostles, making it hard to move.

“Ugh!?” Logan thought. Trying to stay away from the magic circle was pointless now.

The Apostles were shocked. Their eyes opened wide.

This power was strong. It stopped magic and even the soul from working. It was amazing that it could hold back seven powerful beings like the Apostles all at once.

“He is coming!!! Woo-hahahahaha!!” the demon yelled. His body started to crackle and turn into black smoke. *Crackle, crackle, crackle.* *Fwoosh, fwoosh, fwoosh.* He laughed like a madman as he faded away into smoke.

Logan wondered, *Why is he so happy when he’s dying?*

Soon, the demon was gone. Only a silver crown and bracelet floated in the air where he had been.

Then, as the last of the black smoke disappeared, a man floated down from above. He was middle-aged, with one arm missing. He wore shiny gold armor. Logan knew him. He felt sick just seeing him.

“The Emperor!” Logan thought in shock. *Was the Tower Lord here because of this man? Why is the Emperor here?* The stronger the power that held Logan, the more questions filled his mind.

The silver crown landed on the Emperor’s head. The silver bracelet went onto his right arm. ‘Finally…!’ a voice whispered. It was strange, but Logan felt like he knew it.

Then, the Apostles shouted, “Jibrik!”

*Oooong.* Power flowed from the Apostles again, but they were still trapped by the binding magic.

‘I told you we should have been faster!’ one Apostle yelled.

‘Someone, break these chains! Come on!’ shouted another.

‘Come forward?’ Logan thought. *Did they mean anyone could break free?* But the Apostles were still stuck. Then, Logan saw something even more horrifying.

*Ssssk.* In the middle of the magic circle, the bodies of the nobles behind the Emperor started to shrivel up quickly.

‘This is bad!’ Logan thought, his heart racing. It looked like their life was being sucked out of them. Clayton and Louisa seemed okay for now, maybe because they had some power. But Logan felt a strong need to act fast.

Just then, Jibrik Kassel’s voice spoke again. ‘The sacrifice and the… the body I wanted to use… it’s changed, foolish descendant. But it’s still good.’

Suddenly, the crown jumped off the Emperor’s head and flew straight to Logan. It landed right on Logan’s head.

‘I have waited so long,’ the voice said. It sounded familiar, like a memory. Suddenly, Logan felt someone else’s life flashing in his mind.

But Logan didn’t want to see these memories again. He was in a rush. He shouted in his mind, ‘Jibrik Kassel!!’

Jibrik’s voice replied, ‘That moment… that changed my life… Descendant, how do you know me? You didn’t know me before time went back, did you?’

From Jibrik’s words, Logan understood many things. *This is Jibrik’s soul. He doesn’t know I met him before, through the Holy Sword Varitas. He doesn’t know I destroyed part of his soul.* ‘Madonic Saint,’ Logan thought. ‘Betrayed by gods. My ancestor. Do I need to know more?’

Jibrik continued, ‘My story is still remembered… Good. Descendant, you are almost a god yourself. As your ancestor, I am happy. The power I used to turn back time was worth it. Take my god-power and become the true god of this land. That is my last wish…’

Logan was angry. ‘Stop talking nonsense,’ he started to say.

‘Huh?’ Jibrik sounded surprised.

‘Get lost!!’ Logan shouted out loud. Golden light burst from inside Logan, from his very soul. It pushed Jibrik’s soul away instantly.

‘Wh-what is this!?’ Jibrik stammered. Logan understood now. *The power to destroy Jibrik’s soul comes from my wish.* He suddenly knew how it worked.

‘Turning back time wasn’t your power, Jibrik Kassel,’ Logan said in his mind. ‘It came from the wishes of all the people you and your family sacrificed.’ That’s why Logan’s wish was so strong against Jibrik’s soul.

‘Don’t be stupid!’ Jibrik yelled. ‘You are nothing!’

‘If not for those wishes,’ Logan thought, ‘how could you, who wasn’t even a full god, turn back time?’

‘Lies!’ Jibrik cried. ‘You are a proud ancestor, but you are also shameful.’

*Flash!* ‘Disappear now,’ Logan said quietly.

*Crack!* The silver crown on Logan’s head broke into pieces and fell to the ground.

‘How dare you do this!!!!!!’ Jibrik screamed, his voice echoing through the cave like a monster. At the same moment, the silver bracelet on the Emperor’s arm started to glow brightly.