I’M A Max-Level Regressor [EN]: Chapter 287

The Great War (2)

287

“Unpleasant. Very unpleasant…….”

The black magician, rising from the throne adorned with an archangel, stared straight ahead with bloodshot eyes.

The face and skin exposed between the robes were uniformly white, utterly devoid of blood, and pale.

The fingernails were grown long, to an unidentifiable length, and from their tips, blood was flowing.

It was warm blood, recently spilled.

The black magician slightly extended his tongue, slowly savoring the flowing blood as if relishing it.

“Ughhhh!”

“Uhhhuh!”

Before the black magician, knights were kneeling, bound tightly to prevent any movement.

The knights, already in tatters, were unscathed nowhere. They were barely clinging to life.

But perhaps a knight is still a knight.

With indomitable spirit and resilience, they had recovered considerably.

Of course, the courage that had been abundant until recently had already vanished, leaving only fear and terror.

“Spare me! Please!”

“……Didn’t you say you would kill Reccero and plant the flag of the Holy Empire back on the altar?”

“N-No! That’s not true!”

“Strange. I clearly saw your face.”

As the black magician pointed at himself with the tip of his long fingernail, the designated knight shook his head in horror.

Then, he slammed his forehead on the cold floor and shouted.

“It was the guy next to me who said that! You’re mistaken! How dare I say such a thing?”

“Then I’ll ask the one next to you. Have you ever said such a thing to me?”

“Never! Never! Please, just spare my life! I know high-level information about the resistance!”

“Hoh, really?”

Seeing curiosity in the black magician’s eyes, the knights’ expressions slightly brightened.

His interest meant that the possibility of saving their lives had increased.

“Good, then…….”

Just then.

Whoosh!

The black magician, about to say something, abruptly turned his head and slashed the air with his fingernails.

“……?”

Clearly, his fingernails did not touch anyone, merely cutting through empty space.

“Cough.”

A knight let out a deathly scream.

At that moment, as if by agreement, red lines were drawn on the necks of all the knights.

Pooshshsh!

That was the end.

The ten knights standing in a row met their end in one place by decapitation.

“Good. Very good. I feel much better now. Fresh, hot blood. This is the source of blood magic and blood sorcery!”

The black magician, who had been filled with consistently pessimistic eyes, began to gulp down blood while cheering loudly.

The surrounding subordinates, watching this, all lowered their heads.

No one applauded his happy dance, nor did they express any emotion.

It was a learned behavior, not because they didn’t know how, but because they knew it was something they shouldn’t do.

The black magician’s pale face regained color, and a dark red aura began to rise from his entire body.

Behind him, the aura that blazed like fire revealed an undeniably clear image of a ‘demon.’

Clang. Clang clang.

Just then.

A heavily armed knight strode onto the red carpet, which perfectly resembled the color of blood.

Even though he came quite close, he did not lower his head, and the black magician did not take issue with it.

And when he arrived five steps away, the black magician spoke first.

“Mikasis, what’s going on?”

“I report to the dear and respected Reccero. It seems the resistance’s movements are suspicious.”

That’s right.

The knight’s identity was Mikasis, the leader of the Rechnat Knights, the commander of the knights.

The identity of the black magician sitting on the throne was Reccero, the leader of the Rechnat Order.

The throne he sat on was the throne that the king of a certain kingdom, who had fought with the flag of the Holy Empire, had sat on until recently.

Of course, that king was not alive now.

He had been killed by Reccero, and his skin had been peeled off and overlaid on the throne. It was a truly horrific end.

Even the small bottle placed on the left armrest of the throne contained eyeballs extracted from that king.

“Are you talking about those guys who were wriggling like cockroaches, trying not to die?”

“Yes. They have advanced into the territory of this Order in a rather protruding manner.”

“An attack?”

“Not exactly, but the number of personnel who appear to be scouts has increased significantly. It’s not a typical reconnaissance concept.”

“……Hmm.”

Reccero’s eyes deepened.

Since the Rechnat Order seized control of the entire Nas continent, the resistance had repeatedly suffered defeats.

The Holy Empire Alliance had been annihilated long ago, and the remaining revival forces were at a level that could be sufficiently ignored.

At least Oblan’s existence was a concern, but he was just a crippled beast who couldn’t leave his own backyard.

In other words, Oblan would not go to the battlefield. Even if he did, he would be killed by the Rechnat Knights immediately.

“Do you have any ideas?”

“I killed all the guys who could be the center of gravity early on. I eradicated their clans to eliminate future troubles.”

“That’s right.”

“We strategically drove them into the Nas Great Labyrinth or underground caves and annihilated them at once. The main forces have been eliminated through dozens of subjugations.”

“Is the old man senile?”

“What about Oblan’s movements?”

“None. There’s only a report that his granddaughter briefly appeared in Ashpas Castle, which was recently destroyed by this Order.”

“If it’s his granddaughter, you mean Makadi.”

“Yes. She’s quite a skilled X, but at best, she only has a little bit of trickery.”

“In a situation where even one life is precious, doing useless things means there’s something they believe in…….”

“I’m sorry. I should have finished grasping it on my own, but I couldn’t figure it out at all.”

“No. What’s important is now.”

Reccero’s thoughts became complicated.

Not long ago, he had heard a ‘revelation’ from Rechnat.

He warned not to let his guard down.

Everything was going too smoothly, and at this very moment, he was told to tighten the reins of tension even further.

But no matter how he thought about it, there were no variables that could come out in the current situation. It couldn’t be better.

But just then.

“Urgent news! Reporting!”

A soldier rushed in urgently.

Seeing that he was wearing a red helmet, he was a soldier in charge of information connected to each dark altar in the region.

“What’s going on?”

“Mallorca! Resistance forces have appeared at the Mallorca Altar!”

“What? At the Mallorca Altar?”

Reccero’s expression twisted.

The Mallorca Altar was a central altar among the altars that Reccero had created throughout the continent.

In fact, most of the altars looked decent on the outside, but many of them had no special meaning.

But the five sub-altars were different. The dark energy gathered here was pure dark energy necessary to regenerate and resurrect the demon king Rechnat’s broken soul.

On the surface, it was a shabby and insignificant altar, but in reality, it was the opposite.

Was it a coincidence? It could have been a coincidence.

Rather, the shabby appearance may have made it look like an easy target for the resistance.

It was a possible aim from the perspective of the weak.

But the fact that they targeted the Mallorca sub-altar as if picking it out with tweezers was unsettling.

But just then.

“Reporting! Urgent news!”

“……What is it, again?”

“The central core of the Mallorca Altar has been completely destroyed! They say they were helpless.”

“What?”

Bewilderment filled Reccero’s expression. In just one minute. In just one minute, he lost an altar with his eyes wide open.

It felt as if dark clouds had suddenly cast a shadow over his smooth journey.

“Shit.”

A vulgar curse came out.

* * *

At the same time.

“Wow, if I knew it would be this easy, I should have swept through the Nas continent a long time ago!”

Clink!

I was putting a gemstone obtained from the Mallorca Altar into the Necklace of Dark Abyss.

As if it was custom-made, the gemstone neatly fit into the groove carved into the necklace.

The first attack was an approach alone in order to explore, infiltrating using stealth.

Actually, I didn’t think it would work.

Of course, the stealth ability was by no means sloppy, but I thought there would be some kind of defense system.

But it was terrible.

There was some defense, but most of it was organized around alarm magic circles.

Since the flow of mana was clearly visible to my eyes, avoiding the alarm magic circles was an easy task.

Avoiding the lines drawn on the floor is something even a child can do if they’re mentally sound, right?

It was about that level.

“Too…… much?”

Looking around, there were corpses everywhere that I couldn’t recognize. It was quite horrific.

What should I say.

I think I was angry when I saw the black magicians and members of the Order blocking the way just before entering the altar.

Because these guys will be tormenting Nicholas in the future, as well as eating away at our future.

The ridiculous question of whether these guys now will really be like that in the future was unnecessary for me.

“Kuhheuk, damn it…….”

“I thought they all ran away, but there was still one alive. What did you say earlier? You said he was Sword Expert level?”

“Who…… are you?”

“Kang Shin-hwa.”

“What?”

“Are you deaf? I said Kang Shin-hwa.”

Clap clap clap.

I gave the knight who staggered and struggled to get up a round of applause with some respect.

See, this is what happens when you save power. I only used 10% of the power I could use in terms of stamina distribution, so there was a survivor.

Sword Expert.

Even though there is a vast difference in realm from Sword Master, he is a skilled person.

In terms of Earth’s Awakened, if Sword Master is EX rank, then Expert is about S rank.

It was understandable that he had some pride in his realm, but the problem was that the opponent was me.

“Come on. I’ll send you quickly.”

“Kuaaaa!”

The black knight, exploding with red light, began to rush towards me again.

The sight of him rushing even though he knew he was going to die looked quite cool.

For a very brief moment, it overlapped with Nicholas’s appearance.

The guy who is silently giving me clues to the past ‘me’ even though he knows his bleak future.

If I watched his appearance from the side, I thought it would be quite a cool sight.

The next moment!

Flash!

I easily moved my position to behind the black knight who was rushing with the Blink Ring.

And.

Kuddeudeuk.

After maximally modifying the muscles to push physical abilities to the limit.

“Haaaah!”

I lifted the black knight’s body high into the sky in his armored state.

It was easy to disarm him by forcefully striking the sword he was holding.

“Kuaaa!”

The knight screamed.

It was a scream filled with fear.

But that was only for a moment.

I pulled the knight’s body down as it was and forcefully raised my knee that had been warmed up in advance.

Crack!

That was the end.

His body, along with the armor, folded in a direction it shouldn’t have, and he died on the spot.

The body, folded at right angles like a flip phone, unfortunately never unfolded again.

I’M A Max-Level Regressor [EN]

I’M A Max-Level Regressor [EN]

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Status: Completed Author: Native Language: Korean
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[English Translation] For decades, I stood as one of the 'Nine Lords,' a bulwark against global annihilation. Retirement, a sweet reward for a life of sacrifice, was finally within my grasp. At 56, I was poised to bask in the glory of an EX-rank veteran, a celebrated hero, Earth's guardian! A life of well-deserved luxury awaited... or so I thought. A sudden, agonizing twist of fate hurled me back to my 24-year-old self, stripped of everything I had earned! I was never meant to be the regressor; that destiny belonged to Nicholas of the Nine Lords. Now, burdened with the knowledge of the future, I must rebuild the legendary Nine Lords from the ground up. Thrust into a second chance I never asked for, I'm determined to expedite the process, save the world faster, and finally seize the peaceful life I crave. Prepare for a thrilling saga of unexpected regression, where a seasoned hero must navigate a younger body and a world hurtling toward familiar catastrophes. Will he succeed in rewriting destiny and finally find the tranquility he deserves?

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