I’M A Max-Level Regressor [EN]: Chapter 291

291. I’m a Max Level Returner

‘I can’t break a wall, but I can chip away a piece of it.’

I was sprinting towards the Mortals at full speed.

Using Transcendental Acceleration to maximize my speed, I felt like a giant bullet.

As expected, a threatening shield was showing off its might in front.

The form of a demon was clearly visible in the blazing dark energy. I even remembered the name of that shield.

Was it called the Heresy Shield?

I remember it was something that used the power of Heresy, one of the demons or evil gods. Mortals used to show off quite a bit with it.

It was definitely tricky.

To put it bluntly, no matter how hard I rammed into it, I couldn’t break through it head-on. It was a highly versatile shield that dispersed power incredibly well.

‘But how about this!’

I was rushing forward with a roar, and at the moment when the Mortals, who had finished preparing their defense, were giving their all.

Screech!

I stopped about 10 meters away. At that moment, one of the Mortals flinched.

His face was younger than I remembered, so I didn’t recognize him for a moment, but I immediately remembered who he was.

‘Jess, that guy was the weak link. I need to take them down one by one, starting with the most vulnerable.’

Just as one person can’t become ten, ten people can’t become one.

Of course, they could move as one through grueling training, but there was always a gap somewhere.

I was planning to create that gap artificially. I had no intention of being led around by the Mortals’ rhythm.

“Haaap!”

With a shout, I immediately slammed my fist into the ground.

It was a Pabeung Strike [a technique that channels mana into a ground-shattering blow], pouring out mana from the start.

I exhausted all of my mana in an instant, but immediately took out the mana stored in my heart and refilled it.

Anyway, my mana recovery speed was so fast that it could be called prodigious, so there was nothing to worry about.

Crackle, crackle, crackle!

“……!”

The power of the Pabeung Strike was tremendous.

As soon as I struck the ground, the cracks in the earth that started from there spread forward in an instant.

The branches of the cracks spread out like wings, as if watching the lightning of nature drawn on the ground.

“Keuk!”

As expected, the formation was disrupted.

In fact, they could have lifted their feet off the ground and maintained a stable airborne state with Fly magic.

But ‘Jess,’ whom I remembered and recalled as the biggest weakness, showed a beat late response.

Of course, it was a beat late by my standards.

If Oblan had seen it, he would never have caught that fleeting gap. I can say that with certainty.

“Try to block it!”

I immediately kicked off the ground and leaped. It was to jump over the shield that was standing like a solid wall.

“……!”

They were flustered when I jumped so high that it seemed like I was going to ignore the shield itself.

Well, yeah.

It would be hard to find the talent to jump dozens of meters at once on the Nas Continent. [The story’s setting]

At best, a magician would use Fly or Jump magic, but that could be easily tracked.

“Let’s go, Wilson!”

Kuaang!

I threw Wilson down again, who had made a great contribution in the previous throw.

Wilson, full of mana, flew away making a pleasant, whirring sound, as if he was very excited.

“Disengage the shield!”

I heard the voice of the guy who seemed to be the leader, giving a hasty order.

Phtalin.

I remember his name too.

I’m familiar with him, but I guess I’m a stranger to him. In this case, the one who knows the other is bound to be more advantageous, right?

He was too soft.

It was right to maintain the shield until the end, whether it worked or not.

If they maintained the formation and kept the shield facing me, I couldn’t just rush in.

Once you get caught in the shield, your body gets tied up as if you’re being captured.

This is not something that can be solved with strength.

Because it is a shackle made by tangled mana, you will be trapped forever.

But Phtalin seemed to think that one of his Mortal comrades would expose a gap to Wilson’s attack.

In other words, he still doesn’t trust his comrades 100%.

Of course, I understood well enough.

They were also magicians who would gain some strength only when Lecherous’s theme was completed, and they were still incomplete now.

‘But why am I worrying about those XXs? Anyway, this damn meddling.’

I let out a self-deprecating laugh and finished preparing to fall, entrusting my body to gravity.

The route to attack the enemy will be well paved by Wilson, who flew ahead. Because there’s one useless guy.

Soon.

Kwaaaang!

With the explosion, a circular shockwave spread out, and I could see the silhouette of a black magician spitting blood in the smoke.

I didn’t see it directly, but it wasn’t hard to realize that the black magician was Jess.

Because I was aiming for this guy from the beginning.

The next moment.

Other Mortals’ magic flew at me in a mess, but I didn’t care at all.

Thud! Thud!

Some magic struck my body sharply, but my liquefied body easily accepted it.

If they knew I had the liquefaction talent, they would have used ‘explosive’ magic that explodes inside my body.

But the Mortals, who didn’t know that at all, all chose magic with excellent penetration, and even chose it!

Thanks to that, the magic that passed through the liquefied body cut through the empty space and flew here and there.

And.

Tuh-up!

I quickly landed and reached out to grab a staggering silhouette.

“Cough! Cough!”

Hot blood incessantly stained the hand gripping his neck. It was disgusting and dirty blood.

At that time.

Cackle!

I immediately modified the tips of my fingers, that is, my nails, into a sharp awl shape.

And I shoved it into Jess’s body without hesitation.

Thwack!

“Kuaaaa!”

The guy’s scream burst out immediately.

It would be stranger if he didn’t scream because I deliberately stabbed him to tear his large muscles and blood vessels.

‘Appropriate.’

Along with the tingling sensation along my fingertips, I could feel the mana full in Jess’s body.

To be exact, it was dark energy, that is, the mana of darkness, but the nature itself is the same as the mana of light, which is general mana.

“Well, it’s a perfect day for a fire show.”

I recited a famous line from a movie like a madman and threw the next move I had prepared.

It was a fire play using the buff I got from Elijah, ‘Incarnation’.

Whirrrrr!

A huge flame started from my body, and of course, it spread to Jess, who was connected to me.

The flames of Incarnation greedily devour mana and create flames using it as a raw material.

In other words, Jess was the perfect companion for the fire demon that started with me.

It’s the same principle as fire meeting oil and becoming a bigger fire. Because it met ‘mana’, which is perfect for burning away.

“Try to stop it.”

I fearlessly roamed among the Mortals and began to swing Jess around like a club.

You might think this is not a threat, but in fact, it was the most threatening flame to the Mortals.

This is because what is burning in Jess now is not only the ‘body’ but also the ‘dark energy’.

In other words, if the fire spreads to another Mortal, it means that their dark energy can also be burned.

“Maintain the formation! Don’t scatter!”

Phtalin, who read my aim, shouted urgently, but unfortunately, it was an order that could not be reached.

For the instinct for survival to overcome faith and fighting spirit, there must be that much madness.

Unfortunately, the Mortals were not injected with such madness.

To be precise, it was before the madness was injected by Lecherous.

Again, timing is everything.

It’s before Lecherous’s arrangement that tormented our Nine Lords so badly in the previous life begins.

‘The formation has collapsed.’

I rushed in with the aim of breaking the formation from the beginning, but the collapse was faster than expected.

Am I great, or are these guys endlessly lacking?

Whether it’s the former or the latter, the important thing is that the breath has completely passed into my pace.

Bang!

“Keuheok!”

Taking advantage of the chaos, the Advancing Fist, which I flew with all my might to a nearby place, struck the abdomen of one of the Mortals.

The guys who had no concept of fist and palm couldn’t even think of defending.

“Euratcha!”

I slammed Jess’s burning body, which was wriggling, directly onto the top of the staggering Mortal’s head.

Bang!

Then, the sound of the Mortal’s head and Jess’s head colliding at one point.

Shatter!

Jess’s head – the area that seemed to be – became dozens of fireballs and scattered into pieces.

“Tsk, I can’t use it if it dies.”

I made a regretful expression with sincerity. In this case, shouldn’t I set fire to a new guy?

Seize!

“Kua!”

Of course, it was easy to make the next batter into a usable ‘fire club’ because there was the next batter right in front of me.

Whirrrrr!

“Kuaaa! Save me! Please!”

The Mortal’s painful screams sounded like praise and compliments to me. These guys deserve to die.

Because the number of people who lost their lives to create one guy’s ability would have been at least a thousand.

Even to soothe the unjust spirits, all ten of these guys here must be killed.

Ah, now that Jess is dead, there are nine left.

“Don’t even think about running away clumsily. Anyway, you’ll die at the hands of Lecherous if you run away. Die here in my hands without pain.”

“Tsk.”

I let out a hollow laugh at the sight of the Mortals taking the roughly muttered words more seriously than I thought.

It wasn’t wrong.

Lecherous hates the defeated.

He enjoys killing in the first place, so if there is a good excuse, it is common to blow off his head.

“He’s alone. There are eight of us. We can win enough.”

Phtalin stared with narrowly opened eyes and threw a comment to change the atmosphere.

It must have been to suppress his emotions as much as possible, but I, who have hearing that far exceeds the limits of humans, can hear everything.

The voice of fear.

I can hear the voice of the soul crushed by fear, struggling to escape.

“Shall we see if you can say that even when it becomes seven, six?”

No sooner had I finished speaking than I rushed in again, using the burning Mortal’s body as a weapon.

They had to firmly maintain the shield as their initial goal.

Then, even if there were casualties, they would have bought time somehow. Then I would have had no choice but to overdo it a little more.

The reason Lecherous sent Mortals here was not to stop them.

Thinking about the possibility of being뚫, he sent them to ‘hold out’ as much as possible.

Even if I were Lecherous, I would have done so.

But Phtalin’s wrong choice, who saw me as too difficult, accelerated the situation at a super-high speed.

And.

“Haaaap!”

With a shout, I aimed for Phtalin.

He makes a hand sign.

The spell is visible.

A movement magic, not an attack.

Then it is 100% Blink, which is specialized in short-range movement. Teleport takes time.

‘That’s why being a returner is so good.’

Since I have prior knowledge, everything from one to ten is predicted without any problems.

Now it’s time to cut off the leader’s head.