Not A Regressor - Chapter 129

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I Am Not a Regressor Chapter 129
The Night That Falls at Noon (5)
—Screeeeeech!
Between the black wings not yet fully enveloping Cheon Do-yoon’s body.
A spear blade wreathed in azure flames pierced through.
“Ugh!”
Cheon Do-yoon staggered backward with an urgent expression, but he couldn’t evade the surprise attack that had come when he was certain of victory.
Crackle!!
The spear blade that penetrated the wings dug into his chest.
The thunder-flame bound to the blade spread through his entire body like poison.
“Cough! Aaaaaaahhhhh!!”
Pain that wracked his entire body.
Cheon Do-yoon convulsed violently, his eyes rolling back as though undergoing electric torture.
White foam trickled down from the corners of his contorted mouth.
“How’s that? Feels pretty electrifying, doesn’t it?”
Kwon O-jin twisted the spear embedded in Cheon Do-yoon’s chest, tearing the wound open.
As the chest wound gaped wider, acrid smoke rose from it.
‘I have to finish this here.’
A surprise attack born from inducing carelessness only works once.
If I don’t kill Cheon Do-yoon with this strike, I had no idea when I’d get another chance like this.
‘Azure Dragon Formation.’
Drawing together the mana that had explosively increased from Vega’s blessing with the mana of the dragon veins.
I pour all the mana I can muster into the spear’s tip and detonate it!
—Cracklecracklecrackle!!!
Thunder-lightning burning so fiercely the world blurs before my eyes.
Just as the spear blade embedded in his chest was about to pierce Cheon Do-yoon’s heart.
—Screeeech!!
“Ugh!”
A powerful recoil surged back along the spear shaft.
The flesh of my palm tore as blood soaked the shaft.
‘What?’
I furrowed my brow and stared at the spear tip embedded in Cheon Do-yoon’s chest.
Instead of blood, black feathers poured from the flesh carved by the blade.
Black feathers that covered his chest in an instant, as if I’d disturbed a hornet’s nest.
The spear blade that had been digging into Cheon Do-yoon’s chest was violently repelled.
“Noooooooo!!”
Cheon Do-yoon roared and seized the spear shaft embedded in his chest.
Crack! Crackcrack!
Black feathers began pouring from his chest, engulfing his entire body.
Rather than an owl, he resembled a porcupine with its quills raised sharply in threat.
-Shwooooosh!!
The black feathers that had covered Cheon Do-yoon’s entire body exploded outward in all directions.
I bit my lip and slid backward, retreating.
“Haa, haa! Cough!”
Cheon Do-yoon clutched his chest and coughed up blood.
“Tsk.”
I twisted my expression and clicked my tongue in frustration.
The surprise attack had succeeded in dealing considerable damage, but that was all.
My plan to kill Cheon Do-yoon in a single strike had failed.
“Vega, provide support from the side.”
[Understood… I will.]
Vega nodded, her eyes narrowing as if the constraints of Divine Law were already taking effect.
I was concerned about Vega’s pained expression, but I couldn’t afford to refuse her power now.
“The blessing of Lyra Constellation… Hol, hol, hol. So you had a hidden card.”
Cheon Do-yoon pulled something from his pocket.
A fist-sized blue jewel.
The dragon’s heart obtained from the dungeon not long ago shone brilliantly.
“Then this old man must reveal one of his hidden cards as well.”
Crack.
Cheon Do-yoon shoved the dragon’s heart into the gaping wound across his chest.
Like forcing a mismatched puzzle piece together by sheer force, the blue jewel burrowed through flesh and settled near his solar plexus.
-Uuuuuuung!!
“Haa.”
A dazzling blue light erupted from his solar plexus.
The nine strokes carved into his left chest resonated with the blue radiance, blazing with even greater ferocity.
“Hol, hol, hol!! Such overwhelming magical power…!”
Intoxicated by the surging strength.
A thick greed settled in the wrinkles around his eyes.
“With just the heart, I achieve this much—if I could only obtain the eyes that can perfectly control it…!”
His greedy gaze turned toward Ha-eun.
Flinch.
Ha-eun’s body trembled slightly, bound by chains.
“Keep your eyes to yourself, you bastard.”
Who gave you permission to stare at what belongs to someone else?
-Crackle, crackle, crackle!
Blue lightning condensed at the tip of the spear aimed at Cheon Do-yoon.
‘Eight stacks charged.’
I had condensed eight bolts of lightning at the spear’s tip.
Normally, five would have been my limit, but blessed by Vega now, condensing eight bolts of lightning felt as natural as breathing.
“Discharge.”
Crackle, crackle, crackle!!!
Like unleashing a wild beast from its chains, the lightning condensed upon the spear’s blade lashed out ferociously.
“Hehehehe! How meaningless your final struggle is!”
“Save your boasts for after you’ve won.”
Boom!
Lightning and feathers collided, and a dizzying roar echoed across the field.
The ground of the Empty Field cracked apart as a terrifying shockwave swept through the surroundings.
“Do you truly believe you’ve won simply because you’ve wounded this old man once?”
Cheon Do-yoon effortlessly deflected Kwon O-jin’s relentless attacks while weaving hand seals with both hands.
With each seal drawn in the empty air, black feathers shot forth in bizarre formations toward Kwon O-jin.
Sometimes in the shape of a scythe, sometimes as chains, sometimes as blades.
As if drawing weapons from some vast armory, dozens and hundreds of varieties of feathers descended upon him.
-Clang! Clang! Clang, clang, clang!
“Ugh!”
It wasn’t a duel against one man—it felt like standing alone against an entire army.
Feathers of every conceivable shape pierced through the blind spots in my vision, tearing into my body.
[My child! My precious child!]
Vega unleashed lightning with all her might to reduce the number of incoming feathers, but it was woefully insufficient.
“Hah, hah!”
So many.
Far too many.
For every feather I deflect, two more come. For every two I deflect, four arrive.
As if the entire world were smothered beneath an owl’s wings.
Everywhere I looked, nothing but black feathers filled my vision.
‘Damn it…!’
This was the power of a high-tier Awakener—strength said to transcend human limitations.
Before such overwhelming might, I was swept away helplessly.
“Ugh! Cough! Argh!”
Clang! Clang! Clang, clang, clang!
I swing the spear, biting my lip.
No matter how desperately I swing, and swing, and swing again.
Wounds accumulate like trying to block falling rain with the palm of my hand.
‘At this rate.’
I won’t be able to save Ha-eun—
“Stop. Don’t think like that.”
I cut away the negative thoughts surfacing in my mind.
‘It’s not a question of can or cannot.’
I must do this.
“You lack the skill to be so presumptuous.”
Hehehehe.
A grating laugh echoes through the air.
I ignore it.
I don’t have the luxury to be distracted by such things.
“Ugh!”
I swat away the barrage of feathers.
Scattering azure lightning in all directions, I barely manage to hold back the cascading feathers.
“Haah! Haah! Haah!”
My breath rises to my throat.
My consciousness grows hazy as if I might collapse at any moment.
‘No, I can’t.’
Kwon O-jin grits his teeth and draws upon even more mana.
Perhaps because I’m channeling far too much mana at once, I feel my mana circuits swelling as if they might tear.
A horrific pain courses through my entire body, as if sharp saws are carving through every fiber of flesh.
‘Endure.’
Pain can be ignored.
Suffering can be cast aside.
‘If it’s something that can be resolved through endurance.’
Then it’s.
nothing at all.
“Hm…?”
Cheon Do-yoon’s expression, which had been relentlessly pressing Kwon O-jin, suddenly stiffens.
‘What’s happening here?’
He’s pouring attacks using even the mana contained within the dragon’s heart.
‘Why is he holding out for so long?’
This shouldn’t be possible.
This shouldn’t be happening.
The stigma marks visible through Noe-rang’s half-torn clothing clearly number six lines.
How could a mere 6-star awakener possibly withstand a high-tier awakener’s assault for this long?
“….”
No.
He’s not merely ‘enduring.’
“Haah, haah!!”
Crack! Crackcrackcrackcrack!!!
The azure flames gathering on the spear’s edge fiercely push back the feathers.
Burning, crushing, tearing them apart.
That’s right.
‘Enduring’ is not what’s happening.
He’s gradually ‘pushing back.’
“Heh. So this is all the blessing of Lyra Constellation amounts to.”
Cheon Do-yoon shakes his head in disbelief.
By his understanding, he could think of no explanation for this absurd phenomenon other than a Constellation’s blessing.
[No. It is not because of my blessing.]
Vega soared into the air, her sharp gaze fixed upon Cheon Do-yoon.
[This is a miracle achieved by my child alone. It is a power born from an unwavering conviction to protect those dear to her.]
“Hoh.”
Cheon Do-yoon gazed at Vega with a faint smile playing at his lips.
“Indeed. The Constellation of Lyra certainly places excessive faith in her apostle.”
Standing before the Constellation of Polaris, Cheon Do-yoon’s expression was utterly composed.
He knew well the fact that Constellations were bound by constraints and could not exert their full power.
“However—it would be a mistake to assume that only Vega can bestow blessings.”
His weathered lips curved upward in a broad smile.
Cheon Do-yoon spread both arms wide.
“Noctua, Constellation of the Owl Constellation.”
From the nine strokes carved upon his chest, black light erupted in a violent burst.
“Grant your humble servant the blessing of the owl.”
Uuuuuuung!
The black light that exploded forth transformed into the shape of an owl, materializing behind his back.
[Hehehehe. I wondered why you called upon me so eagerly, but this is quite the entertaining situation, isn’t it?]
The owl that materialized behind Cheon Do-yoon released an eerie, cackling laugh.
‘What is that?’
Kwon O-jin, barely managing to defend against the relentless barrage of attacks, turned his gaze toward the owl hovering behind Cheon Do-yoon.
It was clearly different from when other awakeners of the Owl Constellation had received blessings before.
Back then, it had felt like paying a price and merely borrowing ‘power’ from the Constellation.
‘This is… he’s summoned the Constellation itself directly.’
A situation similar to when Vega had manifested in person to bestow her blessing.
Only possible because he was the ‘King of Owls’, not a half-baked awakener like those he had fought before.
[Hehehehe!! No matter how much of a Polaris you claim to be, an apostle who hasn’t fully matured cannot achieve this level!]
Noctua fluttered both wings carelessly, clicking her beak together repeatedly.
Considering the hierarchy among Constellations, she could not dare compare herself to Polaris, but at least in a battle between ‘apostles’, Cheon Do-yoon still held several moves above Kwon O-jin.
[Now! Go and trample the wolf of Lyra to death!]
“Hehehehe. I shall obey your command.”
Releasing the same eerie, cackling laugh as Noctua.
Cheon Do-yoon crossed both arms toward Kwon O-jin.
-Shwishwishwishwishwishwik!!!
“Ugh! Cough!!”
A cry of agony burst from Kwon O-jin’s lips as he barely withstood Cheon Do-yoon’s assault.
Black feathers imbued with incomparably greater force than before assailed him from all directions, battering him mercilessly.
[My, my child!!]
Vega attempted to intervene desperately.
“Aaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!!”
Black feathers pierced through Kwon O-jin’s entire body.
Like a wooden puppet with its strings cut, his mangled form crumpled to the ground.
“Ah… ugh.”
Kwon O-jin trembled, drenched in blood.
‘I… can’t.’
No matter how hard I strained, not a single finger would move.
‘This… can’t… be…’
I bit my lips and barely managed to lift my head.
I could see Cheon Do-yoon sneering down at me, and Noctua beside him.
“Hehehehe! So your arrogance comes to an end now.”
Cheon Do-yoon moved forward leisurely.
A sword forged from black feathers materialized in his raised right hand.
“Die. Wolf of Lyra Constellation.”
The blade descended in a graceful arc.
[….]
Vega, who had been staring intently at the sword, clenched her fists tightly.
As if seized by resolve, her eyes blazed with golden light.
[That’s enough.]
Uuuuuuuung!!!
A torrent of light erupted in a violent surge.
Vega’s body, which had been merely thirty centimeters tall, manifested in her true form.
And then.
━The world ignited in brilliant silver radiance.
“Wh… what.”
Trembling, trembling, trembling.
Cheon Do-yoon’s eyes bulged wide as his legs shook violently.
An immense pressure bore down upon his entire being.
He could not move his body, could not blink his eyes, could not even breathe.
He could only tremble pitifully and gaze upon the goddess who had manifested before him.
[Th… this is insane!!!]
The Owl Constellation hovering behind Cheon Do-yoon was equally aghast.
[Using a Sacred Domain here!! Are you trying to get yourself annihilated!!]
It stared at Vega in disbelief.
[Even if you are a Constellation of Polaris, you cannot use a Sacred Domain on Earth…]
[Noctua, was it?]
Cutting off the owl’s words.
The Silver-haired Goddess moved forward slowly.
With her index finger extended, she raised her hand gently.
As if drawing a line across empty space, she slowly brought her raised hand downward.
━━━!
Without the cacophony of deafening roars or the blinding brilliance of light.
A single strand of blue lightning fell quietly, like a droplet of water.
[Cough!!!!]
The owl, which had been fluttering its wings in frantic chaos, crashed pathetically to the ground.
[How dare you flap your insignificant beak before me?]
The Silver-haired Goddess’s eyes, cold as ice, turned toward the owl.

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