The Regressed Martial God Monopolizes Everything - Chapter 63

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Chapter 63. Light and Shadow (1)
Crackle-pop!
Scalding lava erupted skyward, and the fierce heat melted even the solid stone around it.
A low roar.
Within the raging Heat Storm, a man’s eyes opened.
He swept his hand through the air, and as the lava surged along the sleeves of his silk robe—adorned with patterns that burned more brilliantly than the lava itself—he hurled himself forward.
It looked almost like an act of suicide.
In the next instant, the violent wave of lava swallowed him whole.
Could a human truly do nothing in the face of nature’s overwhelming power?
The lava that had consumed the man grew still, and quiet returned.
Melted stone began to fall upon the lava’s surface.
Boom!
From the heart of the lava, a vortex of fire tore through the air—much like a waterspout born from the sea.
The spinning tornado of flame ascended toward the heavens, and there—a dragon’s form began to reveal itself.
As the Dreadfire Dragon, pouring forth its wrath, seemed ready to obliterate the world, it rose skyward.
Crack!
The scales of Dreadfire that formed the dragon’s body shattered and exploded.
Boom!
“Hah, damn it all.”
The man emerged once more, cursing under his breath.
Though he had plunged into lava, remarkably he bore no burns—and even his robes remained unmarred.
“I’m certain I told you not to come unless it was urgent?”
“Word came down from the Party, so I came, Yeom Je.”
The man gazed at a figure standing upon an altar in the Crater.
Yeom Je’s brow furrowed at the words of this corpulent man, whose fat seemed to ooze from every pore.
Thud!
Yeom Je descended to the ground.
The Hwa-ryong-hoe—China’s most wanted black-list criminal organization and the worst crime syndicate—was one of the world’s three major criminal organizations alongside the Mafia and the Yakuza. That syndicate was the Samhap-hoe, and standing before the man was Yeom Je, its leader.
“The Party?”
“Indeed. The directive is that the recent movements of the Hunter Association are suspicious, so for now, refrain from any actions that might give them leverage.”
“Actions that might give them leverage?”
“Precisely. Details on the matter will be conveyed through operational staff, so please take note.”
“Take note, he says.”
“Remember well: the fact that you operate openly and enjoy your position is because of the Party’s support.”
Yeom Je posed a question.
“Anything else?”
“…No.”
The moment those words left his mouth, flame erupted without warning.
Whoosh!
Fierce fire engulfed the body of the man who had delivered the Chinese Communist Party’s order to Yeom Je.
“Aaaaaagh!”
The official screamed. Magic flowed from his body in an attempt to resist, but it was futile.
“Aaaaaagh! Yeom Je! What are you doing! Extinguish this fire at once!”
“The flames of Dreadfire cannot be extinguished by force alone.”
The man thrashed about.
It was naturally the place to meet with Yeom Je.
The messenger’s level was certainly no trivial matter, and he wore an Artifact bearing Fire Resistance.
Yet Yeom Je was Yeom Je for a reason.
Flames of a different order melted away the very Artifact that granted fire resistance.
“Aaaaaagh! Yeom Je! I was wrong. Please…!”
With the Artifact neutralized, the flames reduced the man to nothing but ash.
Whissssh.
The wind blowing from the crater’s peak scattered the ashes.
“Do we have a trace of Jeong Hyun-soo?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Cheong Yeom bears my name as a disciple, yet as his master, how could I remain idle and do nothing?”
Before the Communist Party official arrived, Yeom Je had received a report concerning Jeong Hyun-soo.
The Samhap-hoe does not forget a grudge.
That was the virtue of an absolute being, and the iron law Yeom Je, as the Samhap-hoe’s leader, had upheld without compromise.
“Go forth. I grant you the Flame of Annihilation.”
The flames of vengeance began to burn in a volcanic region somewhere in China.
* * *
A ruin situated in the Thames River Estuary in Essex County, England.
Edwin—or rather, Jeong Hyun-soo—arrived at the ruins of an old fortress that once touched the sea where Hadley Castle stood, and posed a question to him.
“Is it really true that Avalon is here?”
“You could say it’s a gateway connected to its entrance.”
Edwin gazed for a moment at the gray stone wall carved away by the sea breeze off the Thames River Estuary.
Two half-collapsed circular towers stood as if gazing at each other, creating an endlessly desolate atmosphere.
A half-ruined spire, with black vines crawling up between them, exhaled an inexplicable gloom.
The setting sun was swallowed by sea mist beyond, casting an illusion that the entire island floated upon the water.
“This place…”
In appearance it looked like a collapsed Gate, but Britain was a superpower.
At this point, the criterion dividing superpowers was national strength, which meant there would be no Gate breaks creating civil unrest within its borders.
That was the structure: people gathered, population capacity expanded, and national power grew stronger.
Therefore, there were no unreported Gates. Yet Jeong Hyun-soo insisted it was here.
“Let’s go.”
But the current commander was Jeong Hyun-soo. Edwin, participating as his aide, chose to follow for now.
He nodded to the Knights, and they too fell in behind.
Arriving at the central courtyard of the fortress, overgrown with grass and scrub, Jeong Hyun-soo walked forward without hesitation.
Then he stopped before a massive stone monument positioned at the center.
A monolith half-buried in the earth.
It bore ancient Celtic inscriptions, so weathered that at first glance they resembled mere moss patterns.
Jeong Hyun-soo stood before it and drew out the Wales Gold.
When light refracted and reflected through the remaining sunlight, remarkably, the color of the stone monument began to change.
“What?”
The monolith gradually suffused with an ethereal blue moonlight. The inscriptions blazed with unmistakable ancient Celtic presence.
Then.
Clack-thud!
A new entrance appeared before them.
[Hidden Dungeon, Hadley Castle Underground Crypt has been generated.]
Edwin stared at Jeong Hyun-soo with an astonished gaze.
“You…?”
It was clearly an action done with prior knowledge.
“Lucky, I suppose.”
But Jeong Hyun-soo dismissed it calmly.
“It just looked suspicious to anyone. I probed it on a whim and got lucky on the first try.”
It sounded plausible. And yet it did not.
“Aren’t you going in?”
Jeong Hyun-soo, needing no further explanation, pressed forward with momentum.
“It’s clear you know exactly where this is.”
“I swear on my honor this is my first time entering this dungeon.”
Zing.
Hermes’ Staff vibrated.
Edwin found that fact deeply troubling.
‘Did those Greeks give me a fake?’
What else could provoke such a thought?
Edwin turned to another Knight beside him and asked.
“Are you happy these days?”
“Sir? Yes. Sir.”
“I mean, are you happier since you married than you were as a bachelor?”
“…Of course, sir.”
Hermes’ Staff gave no reaction. The artifact was functioning normally.
“Hah.”
A nineteen-year-old prodigy who suspiciously possessed knowledge no one else seemed to have.
Were all geniuses like that?
Edwin harbored various doubts, but he did not voice them.
If, by that knowledge, Avalon truly lay here, then he would venture forth even at the cost of his life.
That was his sacred duty.
Caw! Caw!
A crow perched in a nest atop the crumbled tower cried out, and the Knights of the order, leaving behind the ruins of fortress walls, ancient arrowheads, and corroded armor fragments, descended into the crypt.
Whoooosh.
The sound of wind rolling in from the sea swept across their backs.
* * *
[You have entered Hadley Castle Underground Crypt.]
The Hidden Gate entry message had sounded, but before that, an explanation was already being drilled into the ears of the Knight Order members.
“This gate will likely be inhabited primarily by Shadow Knights and Death Hounds.”
“So we clear them out and push to the deepest level?”
But there was a problem.
“How do we find the way?”
“It’s not particularly difficult.”
Both illuminating Avalon and resonating with the monuments depended on Wales Gold, the noblest sacred treasure of England.
“But there’s no sunlight down here?”
“That’s why I brought something prepared.”
Jeong Hyun-soo immediately drew the Solar Blade he had readied.
“Oh…! Isn’t that the High Priest’s weapon we met on the twentieth floor?”
They were all high-ranked Knight Order members. And true to their status, they recognized the weapon in Jeong Hyun-soo’s grip at a glance.
“I remember those days.”
“I was younger then.”
“That damned area-wide attack nearly killed us all.”
“Actually, a lot of us did die.”
The knights were reminiscing.
“Hmm… but giving out the High Priest’s weapon as compensation—that’s a first.”
“They don’t even sell it in shops, do they?”
“Is it a replica…?”
Edwin posed the question, and Jeong Hyun-soo answered matter-of-factly.
“It’s genuine.”
“…?”
“The way to obtain it is simple. It’s an SSS Rank reward.”
Edwin found it unbelievable.
“…Simple, sure.”
Truly straightforward, but far from easy.
An SSS Rank clear? In the current world, that was a method only he could accomplish.
And so Jeong Hyun-soo drew the High Priest’s Solar Blade that only he could possess.
As his magical power flowed into it, sunlight surged forth and blazed, and he brought it to bear against the Wales Gold.
“Oh!”
And remarkably, a shadow was cast. What had been drawn thin and long looked to anyone like a navigation effect.
“But is this really the right way?”
“We can verify it. So far, I believe it is correct.”
Wales Gold was the only object that could create the shadow of a holy blade.
Recalling that symbolism, Edwin nodded and signaled his agreement.
“For now, this seems to be the only method available.”
Soon after, dark magical power was felt from ahead.
“Time to earn our keep. Everyone, charge.”
The power of the Knight Order was formidable.
The Shadow Knights blocking their path were also quite strong monsters in terms of rank, but the full force brought along was stronger still.
Because he had wagered with the Knight King betting on that difference, Jeong Hyun-soo simply had to follow and cast shadows with the Solar Blade.
— Clang!
The Longswords wielded by the Knight Order sent Shadow Hounds to their doom, and Edwin’s single strike erased Shadow Knights.
The path was clearly winding and twisted, descending to lower levels.
One fork led to a blocked wall, but remarkably, nothing stood in the way of the Knight Order’s advance.
“Ha!”
Descending endlessly, they encountered the black stone sarcophagus at the deepest point.
The ancient runic inscriptions on it looked suspicious to anyone, and the characters within them were imbued with magic.
“A Teleportation Stone!”
Edwin was dumbfounded.
A double gate with a Teleportation Stone like this boasts notoriously extreme difficulty.
The enemies that emerge are one thing, but the cursed path to find it symbolized something—and yet they had gambled on a single shadow as a compass and won completely.
“Let’s go.”
As always, with calm indifference, Jeong Hyun-soo touched the Teleportation Stone, and all of them were immediately transported.
To be continued ▶
The Lone Eater’s Return: A Regression Martial God
Author
Cheon Ya
Publisher
Kim Seok-hwan, Choi Se-ra
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Graeut Publications
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Publication Date
May 26, 2026
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