I’M A Max-Level Regressor [EN]: Chapter 292

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Shock. Dismay. Terror. Despair.

These four keywords filled the minds of mortals from the moment they began to confront myths.

The reason they were labeled ‘mortal’ in the first place was because anyone who faced them was sure to die.

When Reccerro sent a mortal, it was an expression of his firm will to never let the target live.

They were invincible.

No, they thought of themselves as unbeatable.

After all, even sword masters who boasted great prowess had died at their hands.

They had even skirmished with Oblan in the past, inflicting significant injuries on him.

Naturally, their confidence soared, and they looked down on myths as mere jokes.

But their expectations were completely wrong.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

“Kheuheuheu….”

The chilling sound echoing from all directions was the sound of blood dripping from body parts separated from their owners.

The ‘reduction’ of the ten mortals, which began with Jess’s death, had left only one remaining.

The sole survivor was a mortal named Capri. The rest had all been killed by the myth.

The plan was flawed from the start.

That was Capri’s overall assessment.

The myth was not ‘just a fighter.’ It was a gross underestimation of the myth.

The truth was that the myth had used his abilities sparingly in previous battles.

This was partly because he could subdue his enemies without using 100% of his power….

It was also a calculated move to prevent information about his abilities from being leaked through various video devices or reports.

The myth had been extremely secretive about his core abilities.

This was the first time he had properly used Explosion Fist.

Until then, he had mainly fought using physical transformations through Modification.

Instead, he fought flamboyantly. This image remained vivid, preventing enemies from focusing on other things.

The plan was successful.

The mortals, who had mobilized based on the information the myth wanted them to gather, were taken aback by the emergence of a new repertoire.

The price they paid for that bewilderment was, unfortunately, their ‘lives.’ They paid the most expensive tuition fee in the world.

“Isn’t it strange? You and I are both the same people, but there can be such a difference in power.”

“S, s, spare me….”

Capri uttered words he had never spoken since becoming a black magician.

No, he had never said such words in his entire life.

He was an elite magician who had always been at the forefront in every field.

“Look around you. Not only have you mortals died, but all the reinforcements who came to support you are dead too.”

At Shin-hwa’s remark, Capri turned his gaze and, indeed, a large number of corpses were scattered around.

At least the mortals had died after putting up some kind of fight against Shin-hwa.

Ordinary members or swordsmen, however, exploded on the spot with just one punch from Shin-hwa.

Capri realized for the first time through Shin-hwa that making people explode like balloons was such an easy task.

Shin-hwa detonated the surrounding enemies one by one, as if he had a detonator.

It was the harmony achieved by Wilson and Explosion Fist.

Capri, who had no idea how it worked, could only be astonished and terrified every time he saw it.

“Heueueu….”

“Useful information……. No. Never mind. I don’t need it anyway. I know most of it.”

“Th, there! Reccerro! I can give you information about Reccerro!”

“What is it?”

“Reccerro set up the Wailing Wall before we left! The wall of death!”

“The Wailing Wall?”

“Yes! It’s the Wailing Wall!”

“That’s going to be a problem.”

Shin-hwa bit his lip.

The Wailing Wall, which he had seen once in his previous life, was a wall that Reccerro had built around the altar.

It was called the Wailing Wall because of the large purple flames burning around it, and dealing with this wall was very tricky.

To get through this wall, you had to die.

The moment the flames touched you, your bones and flesh would melt, and all connected body parts would burn in a chain reaction.

To put it in perspective, it was like being asked to go into a boiling furnace and come out.

You might be able to get in, but guessing that it’s impossible to get out… wouldn’t be too difficult.

In his previous life, Beon Woo-shin, a Nine Lord member who knew how to handle heavy weapons, struggled to bypass this Wailing Wall.

He created a path under the altar by excavating with high-concentration dimensional energy.

Reccerro in his previous life was taken aback by the unexpected detour and ran away. Of course, it was a clone.

In any case, it was impossible to cross the Wailing Wall by normal means. It melts everything except the soul.

‘That’s why I need the Flower of Rebirth. I almost wouldn’t have an answer without it.’

Shin-hwa smiled.

He had two Flowers of Rebirth.

Including his current life, he had a total of three lives.

Shin-hwa was thinking of exchanging one of them for the Wailing Wall. It would be a really good deal.

‘I need to exchange my life in the most dramatic way possible to give Reccerro a good blow.’

He had finished his own thoughts.

The battle with Reccerro would be a battle of wits from beginning to end.

The guy is now a black magician strong enough to dominate the entire Nas Continent.

Elijah, who he faced earlier?

Compared to Reccerro, Elijah was like a baby. There’s a reason he’s the final boss.

Because he was so strong, all Nine Lords had to stick together to face him in future battles.

Of course, considering that what they worked so hard to catch was a clone….

He could well imagine how much Reccerro in his previous life laughed at the ‘stupid’ actions of the Nine Lords, including himself.

“Are you going to spare me?”

“Yeah.”

“Th, thank you!”

“In your next life.”

Swish!

“Keuk!”

Shin-hwa cut off Capri’s neck with an indifferent expression.

Capri’s head, which had been wearing a hopeful smile, fell to the floor with a thud.

His mouth was still smiling, but tears were flowing from his eyes.

“I would have thought about sparing you if you had given me useful information. What’s the point of telling me what I already know?”

Bang!

Shin-hwa kicked Capri’s head far away as if kicking a soccer ball, and strode towards the altar.

There was not a single survivor in the already devastated area.

The members of the cult who were still alive had abandoned this place early and fled.

It was because they realized Shin-hwa’s power. It was also a reflection of their will not to die by foolishly staying nearby.

Crack! Crackle! Crack!

Shin-hwa smashed the core mechanism in the center of the vigorously operating altar with his brute force.

It was a structure like a giant steam engine, but it was useless in the face of Shin-hwa’s monstrous strength.

“I’ve collected them all.”

Soon, all the five-colored gemstones were filled in the Necklace of Black Darkness.

A sure-fire high-pass to Reccerro was prepared.

“Recknat Knights, Mikasis, Reccerro.”

Shin-hwa recalled the list of remaining obstacles(?). All of them would be gathered at the main altar.

“One Flower of Rebirth can be exchanged for the Wailing Wall……. I’ll have to use the other one strategically.”

He also finished the most important calculation.

It was a question of how to distribute the three lives and exchange them as needed.

Just then.

Kooong! Kooong!

A huge explosion occurred at an altar not far away, and a mushroom cloud rose.

“Makadi and the Resistance are doing their best, so I have to match their rhythm.”

It was the scene where the Resistance was attacking another altar. The surprise attack seemed to have been successful.

“Hoo.”

Shin-hwa took a final deep breath.

Now, once he activates the Necklace of Black Darkness and moves to the main altar where Reccerro is.

His fate will be perfectly at a crossroads of choice.

Die or live.

He would be placed in the middle of a battlefield where no other conclusion could be considered. In the middle of enemy territory.

“Nicholas……. I’m going. Now.”

Shin-hwa muttered, looking up somewhere high in the sky.

It was a lonely whisper that no voice could hear even if he wanted to…… but it didn’t matter.

It’s time to decorate the finale.

* * *

At that moment.

“Kkeuaaaa!”

“Euaaaa!”

“Put them in faster!”

“Cut off the necks of those who are struggling and push them in!”

“We are performing an important ritual for Reccerro, so we must consecrate the sacrifices faster!”

At the main altar where Reccerro was, the Reccerro Altar, a large-scale massacre was taking place.

Towards the blue flames burning deep in the pit in the center of the altar.

The prisoners who were dragged in were being thrown indiscriminately.

The blue flame was a hotter flame than ordinary flames, and people called it the ‘Devil’s Flame.’

That was right.

As befitting an altar named after his infamous name, Reccerro closed his eyes and prayed.

He was busy offering sacrifices for the incarnation of the Demon King Recknat.

Dozens of lives per second were being thrown through the pits and passages located at the bottom of the altar.

But Reccerro didn’t even blink an eye.

Whirrreureureuk!

The circular flames that thickly surrounded the altar were soaring to a position that seemed to reach the clouds.

It was a clear flame that could be seen from a very far distance.

The Wailing Wall.

No one could enter this wall, and no one could leave.

The only one who could temporarily remove the wall before passing through it was Reccerro himself.

“Who is it?”

“…….”

The voice of Recknat Knights, who sensed an intruder beyond the Wailing Wall, was heard.

“Lord, don’t worry, I will protect you so that no attack reaches you.”

“Okay.”

At the reassuring words of Mikasis, Reccerro ignored what was beyond the Wailing Wall and focused on the ritual.

Not much time left.

The time left to finish the ritual at the main altar was at most 30 minutes.

It was disappointing that the mortals he had dispatched earlier were defeated so quickly, but he still bought time.

In order for the ‘time traveler’ to reach him, he must overcome Recknat Knights and overcome Mikasis.

It will never be easy.

“Oh, Captain Mikasis and 10 elite knights. You’ve been waiting for a welcome guest early on?”

“We’re not the only ones here. Look behind you. ……More than that, you speak the Nas Continent language very well.”

“Yeah. It’s a language I’ve used for decades. I’ve used it as much as you have, maybe?”

Reccerro frowned at Shin-hwa’s indifferent answer.

The modifier ‘time traveler’ suited him well.

To have experience using the Nas Continent language for decades, the story must be that he is someone from the future.

Just then.

“Reccerro! Are you there? Can you hear my voice from beyond the Wailing Wall? Right?”

Shin-hwa put a lot of strength into his stomach and shouted loudly towards the point where Reccerro would be.

The Wailing Wall had an absolute blind spot that could not be penetrated even through modified eyes.