Regressor Of The Fallen Family [EN]: Chapter 478

“He’s coming? With no special conditions?”

“Yes. Just mentioning the Golem Master was enough. He seemed to ignore the first communication, but in the second…”

“No threats?”

“No. There was no need. I think the Tower Master’s plan worked well.”

The old man frowned at those words.

He thought ‘strategy’ was too big a word for such a simple plan. It was just using a half-corpse with a lost soul as bait to provoke Logan McLain.

‘I was going to start random attacks to scare people in McLain’s territories if he refused…’

He had been thinking that if a powerful mage-level terrorist caused chaos in land that had recently become McLain’s territory, McLain would have to chase after them, even if he was angry.

But McLain agreed before he could even suggest it?

He knew the Avatar cared about his people, but he was surprised McLain would walk right into such an obvious trap.

‘Is he fearless? Or is he just confident?’

If he was an Aura Master, almost like a god, it was possible.

But for some reason, he felt uneasy rather than pleased.

“Investigate everything carefully. And don’t miss any actions of the McLain army!”

“Yes!”

The power of the lives and souls sacrificed during the war was already filling this ‘holy ground,’ so bringing in troops weaker than a certain level would only turn them into sacrifices.

However, if it was a large force led by the God of War, an Aura Master, it was worth being cautious.

“Whether it’s McLain or the Holy Kingdom, tell them that if there are any signs of military movement, I will immediately launch terror attacks throughout McLain’s territory. That way, they won’t be able to bring a whole army at least.”

“Yes, I understand.”

“Finally, the time has come.”

Of course, all of this would only work if Logan McLain could be held in place for the ritual.

‘That should be more than possible.’

A divine body and sacrifices prepared perfectly.

More energy gathered at the altar than expected.

And the Bracelet of Supremacy and the Judge’s Scepter to control and use that energy.

All of it made him feel completely sure.

However.

‘If the gods move…’

The Avatars of the gods who had ruined His great work in the beginning, it would be quite troublesome if the Apostles arrived.

But according to the prophecy, it would become harder for the Apostles to come as time passed, and the last Apostle appeared over 300 years ago.

Also, even when he was attacking the temple, no Apostle appeared.

Which meant.

‘All the gods can probably do is move the Holy Legion. I’m not afraid of that much.’

The end was truly near.

A faint smile touched the old man’s lips as he gazed at the altar. Everything was ready. The perfect body for a god lay waiting, and the terrified people chosen for sacrifice trembled nearby, ready to announce the start of the ritual. He could almost taste victory.

He didn’t even think about the fact that he was ignoring the collection of information from the world because he was so focused on the ritual.

The world outside, unaware of the Holy Kingdom’s secret plans, thought that this was McLain’s time.

Ordinary people saw that the Emperor was missing and the Empire’s land was split up, so the strongest power was now McLain, who had defeated the Empire.

And most people wondered why the McLain army wasn’t leaving Luthspellheim even after the war.

Eventually, they started to think:

Are they going to keep conquering?

It was just guessing based on fears.

So, everyone was watching the McLain army and Logan McLain.

But:

He has ordered the tired soldiers to rest. The King only sometimes appears in the garden and seems to be relaxing.

It was hard to find information that would calm their worries.

Around that time, the person everyone was so curious about was heading to a mountain range in the northwest of the Empire.

‘They didn’t say when they would come. There’s no need to rush.’

He took a light breath, and his senses expanded, analyzing everything around him and seeing through the darkness.

The place that the messenger from the Cassel Magic Tower had mentioned, and that Louisa had told him about, was close now.

His senses, easily covering several kilometers, easily found where the wizards and magic swordsmen of the Cassel Magic Tower were.

There were no mana or force changes.

Also, Logan could see six powerful Apostles watching him from far away.

‘They’re planning to stab me in the back.’

He might trick others with a fake, but he couldn’t trick the Apostles.

The only good thing was that he could clearly see the Apostles’ powers.

Even their mistakes.

‘They think my senses aren’t as good as theirs. But you’re already within my range.’

Of course, it wasn’t strange for the gods to think that way. Gods, even when trapped in Apostle bodies, should have better minds than humans. Their souls are stronger, even if their powers are limited. That’s why they should be smarter than normal 8th class mages.

However, Logan had recently let go of his last worry and was close to being a god. He was sure he could handle two or three Apostles, but not a complete god.

He couldn’t face more than that, which was why he had come all the way here.

‘Everything is still fine.’

Logan sighed in relief and told his allies, who were quite far away, everything he knew.

His allies were just within his senses, which had slightly reached the realm of the divine.

[Move as I said one hour after I go in. Today, we will destroy the Cassel Magic Tower.]

He got a reassuring answer in his mind, and Logan began to move again.

‘I see it.’

He wasn’t just talking about the Cassel Magic Tower’s men. He could see the magic traces, the instruments in the foundation, and even the thoughts of the souls managing it all.

Because of that, the Ghost Shadow’s movement skill, which had gone beyond its limits many times, helped Logan move like a real ghost.

‘Louisa’s information was right. This is definitely a base of operations.’

He wondered why there were so many troops outside instead of inside, but if they were preparing something inside, it made sense.

Logan avoided the troops and went to the entrance of their hideout, the cave.

He was moving so secretly, but would the Apostles do the same?

‘If they hide from those weaker than them, they are not gods.’

Logan remembered what Harman and Ilia had told him about the gods’ personalities, chuckled, and became a ‘ghost,’ slipping into the cave.

Even if the Apostles hid and entered like him, it didn’t matter much. He was planning to start a fight anyway.

The collapsed cave and the magic to hide things inside were not a problem for Logan.

He went straight into the depths of the cave.

Kwwaaaaaang!

“You pests!”

“Get lost.”

As expected, loud explosions and screams came from outside the cave.

‘As expected.’

Logan smiled.

If they made such a commotion, it would be easier to use his plan. As long as the Apostles were trapped in human bodies, it would be hard for them to focus on him while fighting the Magic Tower’s forces.

Logan raised his beloved sword Lux, which was shining with golden light, high into the air and pushed it forward.

That simple movement had a huge effect.

Whoooosh.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwa!

Golden rays poured out like waves, piercing through the space in front of him.

He could only do that after reaching halfway to being a god.

It was the fusion of two forms of the Divine Sword Secret Technique, Wave Cleaving and Metal Cleaving.

The result reached a wider space after going through the twisting and turning tunnels.

“Have you come!!!”

At the same time as the loud voice that shook Logan’s body, it looked like his body had split in two.

One of them showed a strong presence and jumped into the cave, while the other disappeared like a ghost.

Right after that.

[Inside the cave.]

[Was he always this impatient?]

[We’re chasing him. We need to prepare for the worst.]

[Entering.]

The Apostles who appeared turned into streaks of light and disappeared into the cave.

‘As expected, they didn’t notice.’

Logan, who had come from beyond the folded space, smiled as he watched the Apostles move.

He had been thinking about hurting his own soul to become stronger.

The moment he stopped wanting to become like a god, another path appeared.

He had found a new path by looking at things differently.

He found a way to erase his presence with the power to control space and his soul.

Only an Aura Master who had thought about hurting his own soul could have come up with that.

It was soon combined with the Ghost Shadow’s afterimage, creating a deception skill that had never existed before. It was a skill that even a god’s main body couldn’t see through, let alone an 8th class mage.

It was a useless trick in battle, but it could be very effective in this situation.

‘Interesting.’

Logan entered the cave with his presence erased.

He was much slower, but he calmly headed into the cave.

“You servants of a false god!”

“Not a chance!”

“We’ll destroy the High Priest of Zibric!”

“Where’s the Avatar!?”

“Capture this one first!”

Kwaaaang!

As he had planned, the sound of the two enemies fighting was like sweet music.

The scene in the cave’s plaza was more than enough to make Logan happy.

“Th, this damn it!!”

The old man couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

He had heard that Logan McLain was coming.

He was sure that no matter how he sneaked in, his presence would be detected when he entered this ritual space.

If that happened, the ritual would begin, and He would arrive.

He was about to finish the great work he had spent his life on.

So, when the golden light that destroyed Cassel’s magic poured out, he cheered. Until those things appeared soon after.

He knew as soon as he saw the Apostles.

He had been too hopeful.

When the worst possible beings he could imagine appeared, he couldn’t think straight. He was so shocked he couldn’t think straight.

“Apostles!!”

But that was only for a moment. Soon, a thick gray magic power came from the old man’s body, and the Bracelet of Supremacy and the Judge’s Scepter were used. At the same time, the magic power at the altar gave him the power to become more powerful than he was.

The Tower Master, who had turned into a giant demon, was very angry at His main enemies.

“Disappear, you servants of a false god!”

The Apostles, confused by what was happening, were caught in crimson flames.

Of course.

“Not a chance!”

The Apostles, each shining with blue, white, red, yellow, and black lights, easily shook off the attack.

Then they all looked at each other.

“…Where is he?”

“Where did the Avatar go?”

“We’ve been tricked!?”

The Apostles, each showing their anger, completely ignored the demon, the Tower Master.

The Tower Master, who had been laughing, let out an even stronger and angrier power.

…God. Forgive me.

Soon, the altar’s presence faded slightly along with a strange voice, and the Tower Master’s body, which had turned into a demon, began to grow even larger.

“This is bad.”

“His work can wait.”

“First, we kill the High Priest of Zibric.”

With the voice of the Apostle of Aion, the man shining with blue light, the bright and sacred lights and crimson flames began to mix together in a messy fight.