Not A Regressor - Chapter 304

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I Am Not a Regressor Chapter 304
The Sky Mountain Range (10)
“SCREEEEEECH!”
A bone-chilling wail echoed across the mountain.
Crimson blood seeped from the crushed eye socket.
“Ptui.”
Kwon O-jin spat out Behemoth’s eyeball that remained in his mouth and pushed himself upright, using his spear as a crutch.
Behemoth, now missing one eye, stumbled backward in shock.
Well, shock was warranted.
The prey that had been dying moments ago suddenly surged to its feet and tore out its eye socket.
“That’s why you shouldn’t carelessly declare you won’t kill someone.”
Kwon O-jin twisted his blood-soaked lips into a grin.
If I couldn’t win through direct confrontation, there was only one path forward.
Inducing the enemy’s carelessness and striking with an ambush—that was my only viable method against Behemoth.
In such circumstances, the certainty of not dying became an advantage greater than any other.
Without bearing the risk of death, I could tightrope walk to the brink of oblivion and draw out the enemy’s complacency.
“Is… is that guy insane?!”
Even with the conviction of not dying, to induce carelessness while sustaining wounds deep enough to expose ribs and losing one leg—
It was something no sane person would attempt.
[Did I not tell you?]
Vega watched the bewildered Felis and let out a soft laugh.
[That you know nothing of my child.]
The moment Vega witnessed Kwon O-jin collapse, battered and broken.
She understood something she hadn’t consciously realized before.
Kwon O-jin would not fall to this.
Even with wounds severe enough to expose bone, he would never surrender.
Others might laugh incredulously like Felis if told such things.
-You know me, don’t you?
Yes.
Through all this time spent with Kwon O-jin.
I’ve come to understand far more than I ever imagined.
Not Kwon O-jin as a regressor.
Not Kwon O-jin as the Fate-Reversing Star.
But the human standing before my eyes now—what manner of person Kwon O-jin truly is.
“GRRRRAAAGH!”
Behemoth, one eye lost, unleashed a furious roar and lunged toward Kwon O-jin.
Kwon O-jin extended his right arm toward the charging beast.
CRUNCH!
Razor-sharp fangs pierced through flesh.
In an instant, bone crumpled and tissue was torn away.
But.
“Hgh.”
I gripped Dantalian in my left hand.
The black spear that was Dantalian transformed into a folding knife no larger than my palm.
The eye he had just bitten off was Behemoth’s right eye.
In other words, as he was now gnawing on my right arm.
‘He won’t be able to see my left side.’
I shoved Dantalian directly into Behemoth’s eye socket.
“Grrrrr!”
The moment pain flooded through him, Behemoth’s head snapped around desperately, but.
“It won’t work.”
Crunch!
Dantalian, embedded in Behemoth’s eye, transformed into the shape of a hook.
Dantalian remained fixed, burrowed deep into the flesh like a fishing hook.
I poured lightning through Dantalian as it was driven into Behemoth’s eye.
Crackle, crackle, crackle!
Blue flames erupted as the lightning flowed directly into Behemoth’s body.
“Kuooooo! Kuaaaaah!”
Behemoth thrashed in agony, flailing his front legs wildly.
My body, struck by Behemoth’s foreleg, soared high like a baseball flying over a fence, then plummeted down.
“Hack!”
A searing pain, as if burned by fire, radiated throughout my entire body.
There was not a single place that didn’t ache.
I gripped my tattered right arm, mauled by Behemoth’s teeth, and struggled to push myself upright.
“Kraaaah!”
I could see Behemoth thrashing, trying to wrench Dantalian free from his right eye.
Even through pain so intense it felt like my head was burning white, I let out a bitter laugh.
“It won’t come out that easily.”
Dantalian possessed consciousness.
Even without me holding it directly, it would shift its form on its own, burrowing deeper into Behemoth’s flesh.
“Grrrrr!”
Judging that Dantalian couldn’t be extracted easily, Behemoth turned his head toward me and released a furious roar.
Black aura exploded outward in a violent burst.
“B-Behemoth! Wait a moment, meow!”
Felis cried out in panic.
The killing intent radiating from Behemoth now seemed utterly terrifying, as if he had completely forgotten the command not to kill me.
At this rate, I would be killed by the enraged Behemoth.
“Grrrrrrr!”
Behemoth ignored the command to wait and kicked off the ground.
Behemoth approached me with movements so agile it seemed impossible he had lost one eye, his sharp horns aimed directly at me.
“Grrgh!”
Twang!
I fired a wire at a nearby tree and quickly widened the distance between myself and Behemoth.
“Behemoth! I told you to stop, meow!”
“Roaaaah!”
Behemoth had completely spiraled beyond control.
Felis turned to Vega with an urgent expression.
“What are you doing? Stop it quickly, meow!”
[Hmm? Isn’t that your spirit beast?]
Unlike the frantic Felis, Vega’s expression remained remarkably composed as she observed the battle.
Felis cried out in frustration.
“Your child will die at this rate, meow! Didn’t you just say you’d protect that child even if it meant breaking Divine Law?!”
[I did.]
And that hadn’t changed now.
If Kwon O-jin faced true death, I would protect him even at the cost of my own annihilation.
But.
[Don’t be so hasty.]
I smiled faintly as I watched Kwon O-jin calmly observing Behemoth while maintaining distance through the wire.
[My child will win.]
My voice brimmed with absolute certainty.
Felis squinted in disbelief.
“You say that after seeing him like this, meow?”
Though I had inflicted severe wounds on Behemoth, Kwon O-jin had paid a terrible price as well.
In fact, considering the severity of injuries alone, Kwon O-jin’s condition was far more critical than Behemoth’s.
His left leg below the knee had been torn away—he could only move it properly through the wire, and blood continued to pour from the massive wound across his chest.
And his arm.
I had sacrificed my right arm to drive Dantalian into Behemoth’s eye socket, but in the end, I had lost a leg and an arm.
How could a warrior missing one leg and one arm possibly defeat an enraged Behemoth?
“That child will die, meow!”
Though she claimed it was merely the scent, Felis—unwilling to lose Kwon O-jin—cried out with anxiety.
But while she trembled with worry, Vega’s expression remained serene.
It wasn’t simply because she trusted Kwon O-jin.
What Felis couldn’t see, I could perceive clearly—the ‘transformation’ occurring within Kwon O-jin’s body.
[Come to think of it, it’s been quite some time since you reached the 8th Star.]
By the standards of other awakeners, “quite some time” seemed an odd way to phrase it.
Yet considering Kwon O-jin’s growth trajectory, it was true that he had remained unable to breach the wall of the 9th Star for an extended period.
For an awakener, the wall of the 9th Star was that formidable a barrier.
But.
If it were Kwon O-jin.
If it were the Fate-Reversing Star I had always witnessed.
It was in that pitch-black darkness where the future remained invisible that I would shine most brilliantly.
“Haah.”
I pushed myself up, grasping my tattered right arm.
‘Even standing is difficult.’
Trying to support my weight on one leg, my balance kept wavering.
If I used Heavenly River, my body would transform into dark clouds and my severed limbs would regenerate.
‘But I can’t use Heavenly River in front of Vega.’
Even setting aside the matter of Vega, the aftereffects of Heavenly River made it too dangerous to use.
‘Then.’
There was only one method left.
“Tsshhh.”
I drew in a deep breath.
‘Charge.’
Blue lightning condensed into my right arm and left leg.
‘Charge, charge, charge, charge.’
The lightning, condensed beyond its limit, blazed fiercely as if screaming in agony.
Like a beast trapped behind a fence, the lightning thrashed desperately, begging to be released.
I ignored the thrashing lightning and continued charging repeatedly.
“Cough!”
My body swelled like a balloon inflated beyond its limit.
Terrible pain gnawed at my reason, warning me to release the lightning immediately.
But.
“Stay still, you bastard.”
I didn’t stop.
There was no reason to stop.
This level of pain had become almost routine for me by now.
Crackle!
My right arm, tattered from Behemoth’s bite, burst apart explosively, and from within, an arm formed entirely of lightning emerged.
The same happened with my left leg that had been torn away.
Lightning Divine Body.
A skill that transformed a mere human body into that of a god.
Unlike before when I had only converted one arm to lightning divinity, this time my left leg below the knee and even part of my chest—torn away until bone was exposed—had transformed into blue lightning.
“Grrr?”
Sensing something amiss, Behemoth stopped in its tracks.
Its blood-red single eye scanned me from top to bottom.
“What?”
I looked at the stopped Behemoth and smirked.
“Scared?”
It was a provocation as childish as they come.
But for Behemoth, who reigned as the master of the Sky Mountain Range and had only ever received looks filled with terror from countless demonic beasts, there was no more effective provocation than this.
“Grrrrrrrrr!”
I lowered my body, releasing a savage growl.
A black aura exploded outward, beginning to devour the surrounding mist.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!
The entire mountain range trembled as though an earthquake had struck.
The earth beneath Behemoth’s feet cracked and crumbled like parched desert sand.
A black tempest began to rage around Behemoth’s body as it consumed the surrounding mist.
‘So it wasn’t called the Black Tempest merely because of its speed.’
Until now, I had assumed the name “Black Tempest” was a figurative expression—that it appeared to rage like a tempest because of its incredible velocity.
But what now swirled around Behemoth’s body was a genuine tempest, forged from the stigma’s magical power.
A black tempest so devastatingly potent that even steel would be shredded like paper upon contact.
Behemoth, wreathed in the tempest, kicked off the ground and charged toward me.
Where Behemoth’s movements had been feline and graceful before, now it charged in a straight line with the stubborn brutality of an enraged bull.
“Yes, that’s how it should be.”
I watched Behemoth approach and curled my lips into a grin.
I had succeeded in transforming my arms and legs into thunder, but moving them with natural fluidity like actual limbs remained impossible.
In that sense, Behemoth’s straightforward approach—attempting to crush me with pure force—was actually welcome.
The black tempest raging around Behemoth’s body certainly contained immense power.
‘But when it comes to raw strength, I won’t lose.’
I clenched my right arm, now transformed into blue lightning, with iron resolve.
Drawing my right arm back like drawing a bowstring, I fixed my gaze on the charging Behemoth.
Crack! Crackle!
The eight strokes inscribed beside the Lyra Constellation’s stigma blazed with light.
No.
[The Lyra Constellation’s stigma has been elevated to 9-star!]
The nine strokes now burned with fierce, radiant light.

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