Not A Regressor - Chapter 316

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I Am Not a Regressor Chapter 316
A Faded Promise (8)
‘They’re coming.’
Footsteps drawing closer.
I tightened my grip on the spear and channeled the mana from my stigma.
Azure lightning crackled ferociously, releasing a bestial roar.
“Hah.”
I drew a slow breath and activated the Canis Major Constellation stigma.
Five footsteps approaching.
It seemed they’d come to briefly check the Lair’s condition while pursuing Isabella—their numbers weren’t overwhelming.
But.
‘Soon they’ll come flooding in.’
Now that it was certain the commotion within the Kingdom was aimed at the Dragon God’s Lair, all the forces pursuing Isabella would converge here.
‘As fast as possible.’
If the Demon Race began to accumulate, there would be no way out.
Without knowing how long it would take to awaken the Dragon God, I had to eliminate them as quickly as I could.
Then.
“Haa.”
Crack, crackle-crackle!
Azure lightning condensed at the spear’s tip.
Like a wild beast forcibly caged, the lightning gathered at the spear’s point released a savage roar.
Demon Race figures rushed through the spiral passage.
Boom!
I stomped roughly and pulled my spear-wielding arm back to its limit.
The image I held was a meteor streaking across the night sky.
The condensed azure lightning erupted outward in a torrent.
Like releasing a taut bowstring, I thrust my arm forward from its maximum draw.
And.
Release.
Crash-crash-crash-crack!
The lightning spear flew with a thunderous roar, piercing through the leading Demon Race’s skull.
“Watch out…!”
Another Demon Race watched in horror as the vanguard’s head exploded, his mouth gaping open.
Before his warning could finish.
Whiiiine!
Six wires wrapped around his body.
Lightning flowed through the wires, spreading across his entire form.
A horrific scream tore from his throat.
The acrid stench of burning flesh filled the Cavern Chamber.
“Ugh!”
One of the Demon Race members following behind drew a sword from their waist.
A sharp metallic ring!
Black flames coalesced along the blade’s edge.
The Demon Race wielder discarded their spear and charged ferociously at the now-unarmed Kwon O-jin.
The sword slash erupted with explosive force.
Black flames roared savagely, radiating terrible heat.
Like a starving beast tearing into prey, the black flames spread wide and engulfed me.
‘Horologium’s stigma.’
In that instant.
The world froze.
Within a world flowing slowly as if a slow-motion video had been activated, I calmly observed the Demon Race’s movements.
The world accelerated once more.
The sprawling black flames descended upon me.
‘Lower left.’
I lowered my body as if about to fall.
Scorching flames seared past my back.
I hadn’t perfectly evaded the flames.
“Hah!”
Rising from my crouch, I seized the Demon Race’s neck.
The creature’s eyes bulged wide.
My lips curled into a savage grin.
“Charge.”
Lightning condensed within the Demon Race’s skull.
A horrific scream tore from its mouth as its body convulsed like a freshly caught fish.
And then.
A wet crack.
Its head burst under the pressure of the lightning, blood fountaining skyward.
‘Two remain.’
Beyond the cascading blood, I saw the other Demon Race members rushing forward.
Two of them split apart, approaching rapidly from both sides.
I hurled the corpse of the dead Demon Race—its head still burst open—toward one of them.
As the body of their kin shot forward like a projectile, the other Demon Race hesitated momentarily before swinging its sword.
Black flames erupted as if ink had been splashed across empty air.
Flames infused with the Heavenly Demon’s power.
The black flames wielded by the Demon Race burn not only the flesh of their target but also drain mana and life force itself.
The lightning I reflexively unleashed was sucked into the black flames and vanished.
The black flames, having absorbed my lightning, burned with intensified ferocity.
Flames as if Heukcheon itself had been sublimated into fire.
“Got you!”
The Demon Race member, having completely absorbed my lightning with their black flames, cried out with triumphant confidence.
Fierce flames poured down toward Kwon O-jin.
‘Absorption.’
I chuckled softly and clenched my fist lightly.
Blue lightning condensed below my right elbow, transforming my entire arm into crackling electricity.
“Can you absorb this too?”
“What….”
My fist, now wreathed in blue lightning, lashed out against the black flames.
Torrents of lightning erupted explosively, shredding the black flames to pieces and engulfing the approaching Demon Race’s body.
“Krraaaaaaah!”
The Demon Race writhed madly, consumed by the lightning.
I swiftly returned my arm from its lightning form back to normal and turned my body.
Thunder God’s Body.
In the past, this technique required lengthy preparation and caused severe aftereffects with each use, making it something I couldn’t employ recklessly.
But now that the Lyra Constellation’s stigma had risen to nine stars and my realm had ascended, I could freely transform portions of my body into that of the Thunder God.
Of course, using it in this abbreviated form without preliminary work meant the duration lasted only a few seconds.
‘That’s more than enough.’
With a single punch, I could unleash lightning equivalent to dozens of explosive strikes—I couldn’t complain about the short duration.
“In, insane.”
The remaining Demon Race member retreated with a pallid, sickened expression.
Their clanmates, struck down in the blink of an eye.
They were merely scouts, not possessing the overwhelming strength of high-ranking Demon Race officers.
Yet they were still ‘Demon Race.’
The supreme species that inherited the Heavenly Demon’s power.
A race so formidable that each individual could face hundreds of warriors.
How could this monster possibly overwhelm the Demon Race so completely?
“I, I surrender.”
He lowered his weapon to the ground and raised both hands.
No matter how hard I racked my brain, there was no way to defeat this monster in direct combat.
“Surrender?”
“Y, yes. I’ll do whatever you command! P, please, spare my life—l, let me live. If I help you, we might be able to escape before the main force arrives!”
The Demon Race bowed his head obsequiously, his voice trembling with fear.
“Hmm, is that so?”
I nodded after a brief moment of consideration.
“Actually, there’s something I wanted to ask anyway. This works out well.”
Had I accepted his surrender?
I approached the Demon Race with my arms crossed.
The corners of the Demon Race’s mouth, bowed in submission, twisted upward in a sinister grin.
There was certainly no way to defeat this monster in direct combat.
So then.
“Die, human!”
The Demon Race member’s eyes, which had been trembling with fear, suddenly shifted.
Whoosh!
Black flames erupted savagely across his palm.
Though he’d discarded his weapon on the ground, the Demon Race’s powerful physique was itself an excellent instrument of combat.
Just as he tried to swing his fist wreathed in black flames at Kwon O-jin, who had drawn near.
“When you lie, it’s better to look your opponent straight in the eye.”
“What?”
What in the world was he talking about?
Before the question could even leave his lips.
“Gack!”
Thud!
The spear blade that had burrowed into his back pierced through his heart and erupted from the other side.
It was the spear Kwon O-jin had thrown at the very beginning.
“If you avoid eye contact, your lies are easily exposed.”
“How… is this…?”
Kwon O-jin approached the fallen Demon Race member and extended his hand toward Dantalian.
Like a returning sword from martial arts novels, Dantalian flew through the air of its own accord and returned to his grasp.
Flick!
He lightly swung the spear, shaking the blood from its blade.
“You… you there.”
Kelion stared at Kwon O-jin with his mouth agape.
No matter how much he claimed to be a scout checking the Lair’s condition, to so completely overwhelm five Demon Race members like this.
For a moment, he even wondered if the savior mentioned in Kailous’s prophecy might be Kwon O-jin rather than Ha-eun.
“….”
I too was astonished, looking down at the fallen Demon Race members.
‘I thought I’d become much stronger upon reaching 9-Star.’
But I never expected to become this powerful.
My physical abilities, the power of my lightning strikes, the flow of my mana, the techniques utilizing the Lyra Constellation’s stigma—all had reached heights incomparable to before.
‘Have I really become comparable to Isabella?’
Just as such arrogant thoughts crossed my mind.
Thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-thud-thud!
Footsteps echoed from afar once more.
A sound ten times as loud as the footsteps from moments before.
‘Damn it.’
The main force of the Demon Race was approaching.
“How much more time do you need?”
“…I’m not sure myself.”
Kelion shook his head.
I exhaled a deep sigh and tightened my grip on Dantalian.
The approaching footsteps numbered fifty.
No matter how much stronger he had become, he was not a number that could be overwhelmed as easily as just now.
“I’ll lend my strength as well.”
Kelion grasped his staff with a solemn expression.
It was impossible for him to overwhelm multiple Demon Race members like Kwon O-jin, but as one bearing the stigma of Lyra Constellation, if he could secure enough time, he could unleash a powerful strike.
“Then I’ll leave the rear to you.”
Kwon O-jin rushed forward, spear in hand.
Soon, the main force of the Demon Race came pouring into the Lair.
Boom! Crash crash crash!
Thus began the fierce, bloody battle.
Kwon O-jin raged against a staggering fifty Demon Race members.
“Ahhhhh!”
“Cough!”
Blood scattered everywhere.
Black flames and azure lightning intertwined, creating an intense heat storm.
The Cavern Chamber shook as if an earthquake had struck.
“Hah, hah!”
Bitter-tasting breath escaped from Kwon O-jin’s lips as he fought desperately.
Though Kelion had lent his strength.
Even for someone who had reached 9-Star, fighting fifty Demon Race members head-on and winning was no easy feat.
‘When will it be…!’
When he glanced anxiously toward Ha-eun.
Crack!
The soul stone Ha-eun was touching cracked and began to shatter.
Red flames released from the soul stone blazed fiercely, threatening to engulf the entire Cavern Chamber.
“Oh, oh, it’s finally done!”
Ha-eun, who had been concentrating with her eyes closed, turned around with a bright expression.
“Ah.”
Kelion fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face.
“Fi, finally… finally.”
Ever since the Dragon God fell into deep slumber.
How desperately he had awaited this moment.
“Great Dragon God! Please save us!”
Kelion prostrated himself, bowing his head deeply.
Rumble rumble rumble!
The entire Cavern Chamber shook as the flames released from the soul stone danced and swirled throughout the chamber.
And then.
“Uh, uh? What, what is this? Why is this happening?”
The flames that had been dancing through the air began to gather not toward the sleeping Dragon God, but toward Ha-eun.

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