Not A Regressor - Chapter 341

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I Am Not a Regressor Chapter 341
Black Sky (5)
“W-what is this…?”
Thousands upon thousands of warriors materialized alongside a radiant golden glow.
The Demon Race’s faces, which had worn sneering smiles until now, turned rigid as stone.
They gazed upon the heavily armored Beast-human Tribe and Dragon-race warriors, their expressions grim as they gripped their weapons.
With trembling voices, they spoke in disbelief.
“Surely not….”
“Did they just invade Niflheim?”
Ha.
From the moment someone let out that hollow laugh, the entire ceremonial ground erupted into laughter.
The Demons doubled over, clutching their bellies like shrimp, their shoulders shaking with mirth.
“Hahahaha!”
“Dogs and lizards daring to assault Niflheim?”
“These bastards are adorable!”
The Demons regarded the Beast-human and Dragon-race warriors with utter contempt.
“You crawled through life like insects being trampled, and now that you’ve lifted your paws once, you think the world belongs to you?”
The Kan Kingdom had existed under Demon Rule for the past century, while the Draconian Kingdom, though not directly subjugated, had cowered like rats in narrow, treacherous gorges to escape the Demons.
“Where do you dogs get off showing your fangs to your master?”
A red-haired Demon strode forward toward the gathered Beast-human warriors, each step deliberate and heavy.
His name was Caldene.
He was the Demon who had ruled the Kan Kingdom before Kalike.
A formidable Demon who, a century ago, had slaughtered countless Beast-human warriors and trampled them beneath his heel.
Watching the Beast-humans stare at him with trembling eyes, he curled his lips into a cruel smile.
“You remember me, don’t you, you mangy mutts?”
Flinch.
Several Beast-humans’ shoulders quivered.
Caldene’s infamy from his time as prime minister had become so legendary that it persisted even decades after he’d relinquished the position.
Caldene read the fear glimmering in the eyes of the few Beast-human warriors who recognized him and burst into cackling laughter.
“How touching—you clueless dogs, given just a moment of slack in your leash, couldn’t resist rushing back to your master. This is truly moving.”
He advanced toward the Beast-humans, his expression dripping with disdain.
“You seem to be under a misunderstanding.”
Then, a silver-furred Beast-human stepped into his path.
Caldene’s brow furrowed.
“Riak…? No, that bastard’s already dead.”
Caldene tilted his head in confusion, then clicked his tongue.
“Damn, you mutts all look alike—I can’t tell your faces apart.”
Shaking his head dismissively, he tapped the Beast-human’s cheek with his palm.
“So, what misunderstanding am I under?”
….
Thud.
Riak seized Caldene’s arm as it came up to tap his cheek.
Tremendous pressure bore down on Caldene’s arm as if it were caught between the jaws of a hydraulic press.
“Ugh… you, you bastard?”
Caldene’s expression twisted in panic as he tried to wrench his arm free, but the limb remained utterly immobilized in Riak’s grip.
Riak’s eyes, dark and fathomless, fixed upon Caldene.
“Listen well, whelp.”
Snarl.
Pristine fangs bared themselves with savage intent.
“We are not dogs—we are wolves.”
Riiiiip!
Caldene’s arm tore free from its socket.
Dark crimson blood erupted like a fountain.
“Aaaaaaaagh!”
A scream tore from his throat.
Through the cascade of blood, the silver eyes of the wolf gleamed with feral ferocity.
Crack!
Riak seized Caldene by the throat and hurled him like a shot put.
Caldene flew through the air like a cannonball, crashing pathetically across the ground.
“Wolves! The hour has come to repay the humiliation of a century past!”
Following Riak’s declaration, Leoru—the new Khan—bellowed a cry that shattered the air.
The Beast-human warriors, who had been cowering, unleashed savage roars and transformed into their hybrid forms.
“Grrrrowwwl!”
“Slay the Demon Race!”
The Beast-human warriors charged ferociously toward the Demon Race forces.
The ritual chamber, which had been shrouded in the grim atmosphere of a cult gathering, descended into absolute chaos in an instant.
“Let’s give them a taste of our fury!”
“Yes, Priestess!”
While the Beast-humans engaged in direct combat, the Dragon-race unleashed their magic in a devastating barrage from range.
Scorching flames swept across the chamber, incinerating the Demon Race forces.
“Roooaaaagh!”
“Damn it, kill those lizard bastards first!”
“Where are you going!”
The combination of Beast-humans excelling in close combat and Dragon-race wielding devastating ranged firepower through their constellation stigmas proved formidable.
Though they lacked experience coordinating with one another, the pairing itself was so perfectly balanced that they demonstrated overwhelming power.
“Ugh!”
“Cough! Priestess…”
Yet no matter how well-balanced the combination, they could not overwhelm the Demon Race entirely.
Though their numbers were roughly equal, the individual strength disparity among their members was far too pronounced.
“Elder!”
“Yeah, I’ll teach those bastards a lesson!”
Of course, I had never believed from the start that the Dragon-race and Beast-human Tribe alone could defeat the Demons in combat.
Baek Moo-gang drew his holy sword and leaped among the Demons.
Ferocious sword strikes that came like a wild beast’s assault.
Unlike Allen, who wielded his blade with precise, measured technique as if guided by a ruler, Baek Moo-gang’s sword strikes were so savage and fierce that one might wonder if he had been born as a Beast-human in a past life.
Zzzzzzzzzt!
Each time the holy sword swung, pristine snowflakes scattered fiercely through the air.
The snowflakes were beautiful enough to captivate the unwary, yet anyone who knew that touching those white petals would freeze the skin and crumble flesh away would hesitate to call them “beautiful.”
“Aaaahhhhh!”
“Where did such a monster come from…!”
Baek Moo-gang’s martial prowess was so formidable that even the Demons were struck with terror.
Though he was said to be slightly outmatched by Allen Oskal, Baek Moo-gang was skilled enough to be counted among the Seven Stars.
And now that he wielded Deneb’s holy sword—a divine artifact—he began sweeping through the Demons like a fish in water.
‘Good.’
So far, everything was proceeding smoothly.
Of course, once the Demons recovered from the initial chaos of the surprise attack and the higher-ranking officers joined the fray, I couldn’t predict how the battle would unfold.
‘I just need to stop the ritual.’
My purpose in coming here wasn’t to slaughter every Demon in Niflheim.
My sole objective was to prevent the Heavenly Demon’s seal from being broken.
‘I have to destroy the magic circle.’
I approached the magic circle where the Demons had been bowing with their heads pressed to the ground.
A magic circle that pulsed with light in geometric patterns.
Hundreds, thousands of magic circles interlocked with one another and spun in intricate rotation, like a precisely engineered mechanism.
“Hnngh!”
Crackle!
I condensed lightning at the tip of my spear and reversed my grip, driving it downward into the magic circle carved into the ground.
Rumble!
From the point where my spear struck, the earth split open for tens of meters.
As the ground cracked, part of the magic circle carved into the floor was damaged as well.
“What?”
Yet despite the destruction of a portion of the magic circle, it continued to glow and rotate undisturbed.
‘So destroying part of it doesn’t stop the ritual.’
I had thought that since the circles interlocked and rotated like gears, damaging one section would affect the whole. But it seemed that wasn’t the case.
‘Then where exactly do I need to destroy….’
Without any knowledge of magic circles, I had no idea which part to destroy or how to stop the magic circle’s operation.
As I frowned and stared at the magic circle.
[My child! There you are!]
Vega, who had been searching for me amid the chaos of battle, flew toward me upon hearing the explosion.
[This is….]
As Vega flew toward me, her eyes caught sight of the magic circle spinning with an ominous light interlocking in rotation.
Even Vega, a Constellation of Polaris herself, felt an abyss of power so vast that her spine tingled in an instant—the magic circle emanated such an overwhelming presence.
[What on earth… is this?]
“I have no idea.”
I couldn’t discern the true nature of the magic circle.
But.
“That magic circle is likely the key to breaking the Heavenly Demon’s seal.”
[Then we must stop that magic circle as quickly as possible.]
“That’s the thing…”
My expression darkened.
I understood that we needed to stop it, but I couldn’t fathom how to halt such a colossal magic circle carved across several kilometers.
[Wait a moment.]
Vega soared into the air and spread her arms wide.
Blue lightning branched out in all directions, sweeping across the vast magic circle spanning several kilometers.
[…An equilateral triangle.]
Vega’s eyes gleamed as if she’d grasped something.
She flew back toward me and cried out.
[I have discovered a way to stop the magic circle!]
“How?”
[This magic circle possesses three cores in total!]
She marked the locations of the cores with blue lightning.
An equilateral triangle.
Just as she had murmured, the three cores comprising the magic circle were positioned near the vertices of a massive triangle.
“We just need to destroy them?”
[Indeed. However, you must destroy all three simultaneously for the magic circle to cease functioning completely.]
All three cores at once.
I bit my lip in annoyance.
“I’ll destroy the core over there, Kwon O-jin!”
She must have been fighting nearby while listening to my conversation with Vega.
Isabella, drenched in Demon blood, approached me.
“Understood.”
If Isabella and I each destroyed one core, that left one remaining.
I nodded and turned toward Vega.
“Can you destroy the last one?”
[That is…]
Vega’s expression darkened.
[With my current power, it seems difficult.]
Destroying a magic circle’s core required a sufficiently powerful strike, and in her current state as a materialized avatar, she couldn’t muster the strength necessary to shatter it.
“What about you and Riak…”
I turned toward Ha-eun and Riak, but both were occupied commanding the Dragon-race and Beast-human Tribe respectively as they battled the Demons, making it difficult for them to break away.
Baek Moo-gang faced the same predicament—he couldn’t extract himself from the fighting either.
He was locked in a desperate battle against dozens of executive-class Demons, fighting for every second.
‘Damn it.’
If Ha-eun, Riak, and Baek Moo-gang were all incapacitated, there was no one left who could destroy the final core.
[I shall use the Sacred Domain.]
Vega, who had been deliberating, finally spoke with resolve.
“That’s….”
Kwon O-jin’s expression hardened visibly.
The ‘Sacred Domain’ being used this time was different from the abbreviated version he had employed before to block sound from spreading to the surroundings.
To wield power strong enough to destroy the core of a magical circle spanning several kilometers, she would have to endure constraints far harsher than any she had faced before.
In the worst case, the Constellation itself known as ‘Vega’ could cease to exist.
“That’s… not happening.”
[Is there another way, then?]
“I’ll summon the Elder.”
[My child.]
Vega stepped in front of Kwon O-jin, blocking his path.
She offered a gentle smile and caressed his cheek tenderly.
[It’s alright. Do not worry.]
“…Vega.”
Kwon O-jin bit his lip and clenched his fist fiercely.
Just one more.
If he had just one more ally capable of lending their strength.
“Oh my, then I suppose there’s no need for me to destroy the last one?”
Sssssslither.
With an eerie sound like snakes slithering across the ground, a shadow spread wide across the floor beneath them.
Cassia, perched upon a throne woven from hundreds of serpents, gazed down at Kwon O-jin with a mischievous grin.

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