Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 470

“…What a dreadful sight! How dare they!!”

The cry came from an elderly man, so frail he barely reached the chest height of a robust young man.

Yet, at that cry, the Holy Knights, who were finishing their fight with the Black Swordsmen, suddenly stopped. His voice had a strange magic that confused their minds.

But only for a moment.

“It’s the leader of the Black Serpent! Kill him!” Stefan Royer shouted.

The Holy Knights snapped out of their daze and charged towards the old man together.

They had lost some men fighting the black magic swordsmen, but there were still over 100 Holy Knights.

Each of them was at least an intermediate Force User. Louisa thought that no matter how great a Grand Magician the enemy was, they had no reason to lose if the three Aura User Vice-Captains joined the fight.

However…

“This place is our sacred ground!!” The old man shouted with fury. He stomped his foot, and the light of the magic circle spread across the plaza, growing brighter and surrounding the charging Holy Knights.

“This is no place for the followers of blasphemous gods to run wild!”

Thud.

The Holy Knights moved much slower.

The Holy Knights moved slowly, like they were playing a joke. But their faces were blank. They didn’t seem to know anything was wrong.

Louisa’s eyes widened in shock at the unbelievable sight.

‘…Time!!? No, no. He’s slowing down their thought processes,’ she thought.

Even that was hard to believe.

No matter how great a Grand Magician he was, he shouldn’t be able to do such magic, ignoring compatibility. The Holy Knights’ Holy Power was stronger than the magic power of the Cassel Magic Tower.

Louisa looked at the Tower Master and then at the glowing circle on the ground. She understood. ‘It’s the magic circle,’ she thought, ‘and those things he’s wearing – they are giving him power!’

The magic circle spread across the plaza was giving him great power. The bracelet on the Tower Master’s left wrist and the silver crown on his head were controlling and making that power stronger.

“Receive divine punishment, you impudent fools!” An overwhelming power surged from the Tower Master’s entire body, making his arrogant voice sound powerful.

“I shall use you as sacrifices to Him!”

Crack!

The moment the old man’s small hand grabbed the air…

The Holy Knights, including the Vice-Captains, floated into the air right away.

“Kraaah!”

“Darn it.”

“How can this be…”

The Holy Knights screamed in terror, no longer able to control their bodies.

And then, Louisa moved.

Louisa remembered a dangerous spell Van Joni had used before. Seeing the Tower Master’s powerful magic now, she suddenly had an idea. Maybe she could use a similar trick to fight back.

Even without knowing the exact spell…

‘I can do it,’ Louisa thought.

With a flash of brilliance, Louisa moved some of the power from the magic circle on the floor.

Thud.

It was only a small amount of power, but it was enough to mess things up.

“Louisa!!? What are you doing!” The Tower Master shouted, feeling something was wrong.

The Holy Knights fell to the ground, freed from the air.

Thud.

Thud! Thud!

“Ugh!”

“That, that bastard!”

“Seize him!”

The Holy Knights, who had fallen to the ground, began to rush towards the Tower Master again.

“Now’s our chance!”

“Kill him!”

Stefan, Astro, and Anthony moved quickly, leading the charge.

“Ha!”

The Tower Master glared at Louisa with a murderous look and then let out a gray mist from his entire body.

“The followers of blasphemous fools and a traitor, eh….”

He said to himself…

– An excellent sacrifice to offer to Him.

A muscular demon, seemingly over 5 meters tall, appeared from within the gray mist with a strange voice.

Intense murderous intent poured out from its two pairs of sharply torn red eyes.

The two horns that grew from its forehead and curved smoothly towards the back of its head were as sharp as spears. Its crimson skin, with bulging muscles, seemed hard to scratch with any ordinary weapon.

The demon’s hands were huge, with black fingernails like sharp knives. The silver crown on its head looked too small for its giant size, and the bracelet on its wrist seemed twisted and ugly on its thick arm.

The Holy Knights charged towards that monster.

“Receive divine punishment, you demon!”

“For the Light!”

“Divine retribution!”

Then, a bizarre voice echoed again.

– Silence! This is true divine punishment!

Thud.

The Tower Master, now a demon, took a step towards the approaching Holy Knights. Crimson magic power surged from his body like flames.

Wham!

“Ugh!”

“Gasp!”

“Aargh!”

The Tower Master’s punch sent the three superhuman Holy Knights flying in all directions.

The crimson magic power that spread with that punch swept through the entire area.

The Tower Master, who had shown great power with a single blow, glared at Louisa instead of the Holy Knights who had been knocked away.

– So, you broke the suggestion. But did you think you could accomplish anything by disrupting the flow?

Louisa answered her former teacher’s question by unleashing gray magic power.

“Bind him!”

She added the power absorbed from the magic circle to her own magic power and opened a gate to another dimension. Tendrils from the Demon Realm, larger than ever before, began to wrap around the demon’s entire body.

However…

– To dare use magic you learned from me….

Black flames erupted with the Tower Master’s mocking voice.

The gray vines were instantly engulfed in the flames and vanished.

It was so useless that she felt ashamed of being so confident that it would be the most powerful summoning magic she had ever cast.

‘…The dimensions are different,’ Louisa thought.

Louisa bit her lip tightly.

She was borrowing some of the power of the magic circle, but that was just a trick.

The Tower Master was using almost all of the power, so it was a natural result.

– I won’t kill you, as I have other uses for you.

A deep, echoing sound filled the air.

Then, everything went black. Louisa felt all her strength leave her body.

At the same time, the transformation of the 6-circle magic Demon Manifestation was undone, and she felt as if she were floating alone in a pitch-black space.

She felt like she was falling into a deep hole, unable to move. Her mind went blank for a moment.

It felt like a very long time.

She was starting to forget who she was and where she was.

At that moment, something touched the tip of her foot as she struggled.

“Ugh…?”

She opened her eyes with difficulty and saw a bright space. She heard the sound of birds singing.

‘What is…?’ she wondered.

She was startled and sat up.

“Louisa, what’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare or something?”

The person she had longed for her entire life was standing before her, smiling.

“You look surprised,” a soft voice said. “Come here.”

A warm hand reached out and pulled her close. She felt a gentle hug, a hand patting her back. It was too warm, too real to be just a dream.

“Mom…ma?” Louisa whispered, her voice shaking.

“Yes, darling, it’s your mother.” The voice was gentle. “It’s alright. It’s just a dream. Shhh, it’s alright now.”

…It was a dream.

“Did you have a scary dream?”

“…Yes.”

“What kind of dream?”

Louisa’s eyes welled up as she gazed at that affectionate smile.

“…Mom died. And Dad and I…”

“You must have been frightened. It’s alright, Mom’s here.”

“Mom…”

“Yes?”

“…I missed you so much.”

“I missed you too, my darling. I miss you even as I look at you like this.”

That gentle smile, that warmth, felt so wonderful that tears threatened to spill.

This feeling… this whole dream…

“…I wish it were real.”

“What?”

As a single tear traced a path down her cheek, grey magic erupted from young Louisa’s entire being.

In an instant, the previously heartwarming scene shattered, revealing Louisa’s true form slumped on the plaza floor, blood trickling from her lips.

Louisa raised her hands. Dark magic swirled around her, forming a shield. “This is my specialty!” she yelled at the Tower Master.

The Tower Master sighed. ‘Annoying girl.’

The Tower Master, having swatted away two charging paladins with a single blow each, turned his gaze towards her, now regaining her senses.

“I’ll block the Tower Master’s magic! Fight!”

Louisa shouted at the bewildered paladins, once again summoning her magical power.

– Do you think you can!

With the Tower Master’s cry, the black mist spread out once more, engulfing the paladins.

However.

“Dispell!”

Uung. Grrrk.

Even as she felt a sharp pain in her chest, Louisa paid it no mind, drawing in as much power as possible from the magic circle, coughing up blood as she dispersed the mist.

“Quickly!”

And the paladins responded to that desperate cry.

Stephen Lawer gritted his teeth as he beheld the heretic, now openly transformed into a demonic form.

He was frustrated.

The enemy’s power was simply insurmountable.

This situation, where even resistance was impossible without the aid of another heretic.

Harman would know what to do, Stephen thought, a pang of guilt hitting him.

The former captain, the former betrayer, and now the saint who sacrificed himself to resurrect the Saintess and the Pope.

If he were here, wouldn’t he be able to sever that demon’s head in an instant?

Such thoughts arose unbidden, even as.

He felt ashamed of his past, when he had so actively sought to execute him.

Therefore, this time, he would make up for that absence, even at the cost of his own life.

“By the will of God!”

Stephen, even as he felt his lifespan dwindling, cast ‘Blessing of Light.’ Golden light surrounded him, warm and strong. And he bravely shouted, cleaving through the demonic onslaught pouring down on his comrades with a bright, white light that burst from Stephen, pushing back the dark flames.

“I’ll cover you! Astro, open the path! Anthony, finish him!”

“Yes!”

As if determined to end that demon’s life this time, the holy aura, surging beyond its limits, began to shatter the pouring crimson flames.

‘Krrgh.’

He could feel his life force being chipped away in chunks, but he couldn’t back down. The difference in skill between the enemy and allies was too great; someone had to sacrifice themselves.

And that resolve seemed to be more effective than he had anticipated.

“Hurry!”

The heretic, who had returned to the side of God, bought them time by disrupting the demon’s magic.

Stephen, along with the paladins, cleared away the crimson magical shield.

He saw Astro, with his large shield, slump to the ground from a single punch from the demon, but he, too, did not retreat until the very end.

And seizing that opportunity, Anthony, with his great spear held high, lunged towards the enemy’s heart.

‘Got him!’

But at that moment.

– Your struggles are amusing.

Bang!

Along with the cynical voice, Anthony’s great spear, known as the powerful spear, failed to pierce the demon’s chest and was deflected away.

Kwaaaang!

“No!!!”

The sight of Anthony’s upper body exploding from the demon’s subsequent punch was etched into Stephen’s eyes.

CRASH!

The demon’s foot, which had risen at some point, trampled Astro, who had yet to rise, like an insect, and the repentant heretic, who had been disrupting the fiend’s magic, collapsed, coughing up blood.

– Burn, you weaklings!

And with the demon’s following words, Stephen felt a pain as if his entire body was ablaze.

Even as Stephen screamed in pain, twisting on the ground, Stephen sensed the outcome.

‘It’s over.’

They had lost.

They had failed to slay the enemy of God, and everyone would fall here.

He couldn’t even begin to imagine the horrific acts that demon would commit now.

“God!!”

Even as his mind grew faint with pain, he offered a desperate prayer to the gods in the heavens, who were looking down upon him.

‘Have mercy on your foolish and ignorant servants, and avert the disaster that will befall the world. I humbly beseech you, offering this body, this soul.’

He had no doubt that his dying comrades were also making similar wishes.

At the moment his life finally ended.

Stephen smiled as he felt his spirit rise, leaving the pain behind, which he had so longed for.

‘God has answered my prayer… That demon will receive divine punishment.’

– The time of purification is over.

The demon looked up, his eyes widening as if he sensed something in the air.

– Weak gods! It’s too late to try and move now.

Had it sensed something?

The demon, wearing a cynical smile along with incomprehensible words, shook its head.

Whoosh.

Soon, black flames rose, and the giant demon transformed back into the frail old man. And he gave a gentle smile to his former disciple, who was glaring at him while coughing up blood.

“Louisa, you poor thing. Why do you reject the truth?”

“Truth? It’s a deception. You deceive others and call it truth?!”

A voice came from afar, instead of Louisa, who was unable to answer because she was constantly coughing up blood.

The old man’s gaze turned towards the corner of the plaza at that shout.

The sorry figure of Gerard, the former King of the Eastern Wing, shouting in a messy hair and clothes.

‘A bug who’s already exhausted before I even arrived is putting up a struggle.’

The old man scoffed and shook his head.

“How could a insignificant insect understand God’s will? The fact that I left the sacred body behind due to a bad feeling and arrived here first is also proof that His will shall be done.”

“…You’re insane.”

Louisa’s complexion was pale, as if she would collapse at any moment.

The insult she whispered with difficulty belatedly pierced the old man’s ears.

“He chuckled, a dry, rasping sound. Depravity has completely corrupted her. Well, the time of the ritual is near, so I’ll keep you alive until then.”

Soon, at the moment when black mist emanated from the old man’s hand.

Everyone in the area except for him lost consciousness.