Not A Regressor - Chapter 132

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I Am Not a Regressor Chapter 132
The Night That Falls at Noon (8)
“…What nonsense are you spouting?”
Cheon Do-yoon furrowed his brow and shot a glare at Kwon O-jin.
Even now, the scorching sunlight was beating down so intensely that my skin stung—what was this talk of darkness?
“Are you blind or something….”
When I furrowed my brow and looked up at the sky.
“━Huh?”
Cheon Do-yoon could see it.
The cloudless blue sky succumbing to darkness.
The sight of night falling at noon.
“What, what is this! What, what have you done, you bastard!!”
Cheon Do-yoon cried out in an urgent voice, stumbling backward with faltering steps.
It wasn’t because the blue sky was being swallowed by darkness.
No, in fact, the sky itself was still shining brilliantly with its blue light.
What was being consumed by darkness was not the sky.
“Haa! Haa! Haa! What, what is happening….”
He trembled violently, his hands fumbling at his eyes.
My vision.
I couldn’t see anything.
No matter how dark it had become, someone with a superhuman body shouldn’t lose their sight.
As if both my eyes had gone blind.
A thick darkness that obscured even an inch ahead had stolen my vision.
-Crackle, crackle.
Suddenly, in the sightless void, a crackling sound echoed.
I turned my head urgently toward the sound.
“Ah, aah.”
A pair of burning blue eyes blazing in the darkness.
Only the ominous blue light, burning like ghostfire, glimmered in the thick darkness.
“Damn it, damn it, damn it!!”
Cheon Do-yoon flailed about in a state of confusion.
Among human senses, the eyes account for over 80 percent.
Stripped of 80 percent of his senses in an instant, he plunged into panic.
-Thud, thud.
Footsteps echoing softly through the darkness.
Like water droplets falling in the empty dawn, the eerie footsteps made Cheon Do-yoon’s face turn pale.
“Just because I can’t see doesn’t mean I can’t handle a single one of you!!”
Spouting hollow bravado, I recklessly unleashed feathers toward where the blue eyes flickered.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
The sound of feathers flying faintly reached my ears.
Yet it seemed to have had some effect—the azure flames burning in the distance vanished like a candle snuffed out by a sudden gust of wind.
“Hol, holhol!! Did I not tell you?! Even without my eyes, I am more than capable of handling a single wretch like you!!”
I hurled laughter toward where the azure flames had disappeared.
I couldn’t be certain the attack had landed cleanly, but considering how Kwon O-jin’s condition had been moments before—teetering on the very edge of death—I felt confident I had snuffed out his life.
“Holhol!! Hol….”
Yet why, then.
The ominous azure flames were no longer visible.
Neither the crackling sounds nor that insolent voice reached my ears.
Why, why, why.
Why does the world remain━ so utterly dark.
“Damn it! Why, why can’t I still see ahead?!”
Cheon Do-yoon cried out in agitation, his fingers fumbling at his eye sockets.
“Haa! Haa!”
Dread spreading like poison through my veins.
Perhaps, perhaps.
I would remain blind forever━ unable to see what lay ahead.
Trapped in an endless night.
“Damn! Damn it all!!”
My body convulsed as though seized by a fit.
Thud!
My foot caught on a rolling stone, and in that instant, my balance shattered.
“Guh…!”
I managed to catch myself before tumbling ungracefully to the ground.
‘What… is this.’
A chilling sensation rippled down my spine.
That strange, discordant feeling I’d been sensing gradually crystallized into clarity.
“It’s not just… my eyes that won’t see.”
Even with my vision stripped away, I was a 9-Star Awakener—evaluated as transcending humanity itself.
I possessed senses far too refined to stumble over a rolling stone.
Yet I had just stumbled.
‘All my other senses… have dulled as well.’
Smell, touch, hearing. Perhaps even taste, though I couldn’t be sure.
Unlike my vision, which had vanished entirely, my other senses hadn’t disappeared completely—but they had unmistakably grown dull.
“Haa, haa, haa!”
My own breathing, seeming to echo from some distant place.
A suffocating terror, as though I’d been cast alone into the void of space, pressed down upon me.
-Crackle.
Then.
A faint sound reverberating at the edge of my hearing.
“Ugh!!”
I whirled my head toward the source of the sound with desperate urgency.
Only a suffocating darkness that obscured even a single step ahead occupied that space.
“Where, where are you!!”
I screamed as if in agony, but no answer came back.
“Where the hell are you, you bastaaaard!!!”
Shwishwishwishwishwishwish!!!!
I drew upon the power of my stigma and unleashed feathers in all directions.
Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of feathers swept through the surroundings like a tempest.
“Haah! Haah! Haah!!”
Was it just my imagination?
My stamina was depleting as rapidly as if I were thrashing violently through water.
‘No.’
It wasn’t my imagination.
“Gasp! Gasp!”
Like parched earth absorbing water.
The stigma power I had drawn forth was being drained at an alarming rate.
“Where are you!! Tell me where you are aaaaaa!!”
But I couldn’t stop attacking.
In this impenetrable darkness where I couldn’t distinguish front, back, above, or below.
The only thing that allowed me to endure was the power of the stigma embedded in my left chest.
The moment I ceased using the stigma’s power—an unbearable dread seized me that I would be trapped forever in this endless darkness.
“Gasp! Huff! Gasp!”
My breath came in gasps that reached my throat.
The vast reserves of mana I had gained upon becoming a 9-Star Awakener were vanishing like water absorbed by a sponge.
‘At this rate…?’
I had no idea where he was hiding.
Yet I unleashed attacks in all directions powerful enough to obliterate an entire mountain without a trace.
With this level of destructive force, even if he were in perfect condition, he would have been swept away and killed.
“There’s nowhere left to evade….”
As I unconsciously turned my head about with a faint smile.
-Crack.
A sound reached my ears again.
A clear, distinct sound.
“━Ah.”
Unlike before, when I couldn’t pinpoint the source, this time I knew exactly where it came from.
And for good reason.
The sound had come from directly beneath my chin.
“What, you—”
I jerked my head downward urgently.
At a distance so close our noses nearly touched.
A pair of blue flames burned with sinister intensity.
“Ah, ahhh.”
Step back, step back.
I retreated.
A chilling dread raced across my skin.
If those flickering blue flames were truly pouring from that creature’s eyes.
While I thrashed about, shedding feathers in mad desperation.
That thing had been.
Constantly, constantly, constantly, constantly, constantly.
“Ugh, ah.”
My expression drained of all color.
The moment I imagined that it had been standing this close—close enough to feel its breath—unbearable terror crashed over me.
“AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!”
Casting aside all dignity befitting a king.
Cheon Do-yoon fell shamefully to the ground on his backside.
I felt the wetness spreading between my legs.
“Y-you bastaaaard!!!”
Losing all reason, I flailed both arms wildly forward.
I unleashed black feathers like rain toward those sinister blue flames.
“Screeeech, screeeech!!!”
It was a pathetic assault born of terror and loss of control.
Yet I was an awakener who had reached the 9-star realm—a level said to be attainable only by a select few among the countless awakeners, like stars scattered across the night sky.
The onslaught of black feathers descended upon the blue flames, carrying devastating power.
But.
-Crackle, crackle, crackle!!!
Lightning erupted with a thunderous sound.
Not the blue lightning that Noe-rang had wielded until now, but black lightning that fell like a curtain of darkness.
Whoosh.
The feathers that had been flying with destructive force suddenly lost their momentum and scattered to the ground.
“Ugh!!”
Cheon Do-yoon gritted his teeth and stretched his arm forward.
Crack.
A streak of black lightning grazed past my extended arm.
-Thud.
“…What?”
Sensation vanished below my left elbow.
“Ah, ahh.”
A suppressed moan escaped Cheon Do-yoon’s lips.
A vast terror spread through me like ink dissolving in water.
“Why… exactly, why…?”
Was it because my arm was severed so helplessly?
Was it because blood was gushing from the severed edge?
“Ah, ugh.”
No.
The reason I was trembling in such terror was.
“Aaaaaaahhhhh!!”
Despite my arm being severed.
I felt no pain whatsoever.
“S-stop!!! Stooooop!!”
Consumed by maddening terror, I screamed desperately.
“I-I concede!! The Dragon Eye! The Dragon’s Heart! I surrender them all!!”
Those treasures I had desired so intensely.
Now they held no importance.
“P-please!! I’m begging you!!”
The Dragon Eye, the Dragon’s Heart—I need them no longer.
What do I care for the Serpens Queen’s orders?
“L-let me out of here!!! Please!!!”
If only I could escape from this maddening darkness.
Everything else.
Meant nothing.
-Crack.
Black lightning flashed, and this time the sensation in my right arm vanished.
Still.
No pain came.
“Ah, ah. S-stop. Stop….”
Have you ever imagined it?
In darkness where you cannot see even an inch ahead.
The terror of your body’s senses disappearing one by one, like a switch being turned off.
As if your very existence were being erased from the world.
This maddening despair.
-Crack.
The sensation in both my legs vanished.
-Crack.
The sensation below my waist vanished.
-Crack.
The sensation in both my shoulders vanished.
“No… no… please….”
Cheon Do-yoon wept profusely as he pleaded.
“You wish to leave this place?”
Then.
In the darkness where not even an inch ahead could be seen, a faint voice echoed.
Cheon Do-yoon’s eyes widened as he nodded frantically.
“Y-yes! Please let me out!! I’ll do anything you ask! P-please!!”
I couldn’t fathom why this apostle of Lyra Constellation possessed such a horrifying ability.
But what did it matter?
If only they would extract me from this maddening darkness, I would lick their feet without hesitation.
“Then let’s make a deal. You like deals, don’t you?”
Flinch.
Cheon Do-yoon’s shoulders trembled.
“If you grant me one favor, I’ll let you out of here.”
Like a demon’s temptation.
A voice that rang out sweetly.
“Y-you really mean it? You’ll let me out of here?”
Hope flickered in Cheon Do-yoon’s eyes.
Like grasping a rope lowered from a cliff’s edge, I prostrated myself and gazed up at the demon.
“Yes, I truly do.”
Beneath the eerie blue flames, pristine white teeth gleamed.
“I don’t know how to lie.”

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