The Regressed Martial God Monopolizes Everything - Chapter 99

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Episode 99. Bearing the Weight (2)
At Han Do-hun’s feet, Yun Il was writhing.
“Director… please… save me…….”
Even with his neck broken, Yun Il clung to life. It was a telling testament to just how formidable a Hunter’s vitality could be.
“My, Chairman. You’ve grown so preoccupied keeping your position that your hand speed has gotten terribly slow, hasn’t it?”
Seon Woo-jin laughed mockingly at Han Do-hun instead.
“Director… please…….”
Yun Il had by now crawled toward Seon Woo-jin, his labored movements leaving a vivid trail of blood across the snowy plain.
Before Yun Il, now clinging to his feet and begging for his life, Seon Woo-jin withdrew an Elixir from his pocket and displayed it.
Hope flickered in Yun Il’s eyes.
“Thank… you.”
Seon Woo-jin laughed at Yun Il and poured the contents of the Elixir into the snow before his face.
As the Elixir’s contents spread across the white expanse, Yun Il’s expression froze.
“You know, it’s gotten on my nerves.”
“What do you mean…?”
“It seems like you might be trying something under the guise of a plea—claiming there’s something between us and that you have proof of it all.”
Seon Woo-jin smiled wickedly.
“I know nothing of such things.”
Then he reached out his hand.
A sharp, savage wind unfolded from his palm and shredded Yun Il to pieces.
“Noooooooo!”
It was a pitiful end.
“Isn’t that how it always goes? A traitor’s fate is always wretched. Hahaha.”
Seon Woo-jin wiped the blood from his hand on the robe of another Hunter beside him.
Han Do-hun, watching Seon Woo-jin, said nothing.
“History should only preserve the good parts. I’ve prepared quite a lot to ensure that, Chairman.”
Seon Woo-jin spread both arms as he spoke.
“How wonderful, wouldn’t you say? A land where nothing exists but monsters. Radio signals barely reach here—satellite transmission? Blocking that is nothing difficult. Allow me to introduce you: Ilseong’s cutting-edge technology. The Black Trench!”
Electromagnetic waves, mana waves, satellite signals, even the unique aura signature of a Hunter.
A resonant barrier that completely absorbed everything across the entire zone unfolded.
‘They actually managed to realize something like this…’
Seon Woo-jin smirked as he watched Han Do-hun’s face harden.
“Feel it? The gap in technology? That’s why you should have known your place and stayed by my side. Scavenging crumbs instead—why did you dare scheme?”
It was the smile of assured victory.
“Well, thanks to you, we’ll be able to swallow Seonhwa faster than expected. I truly appreciate your cooperation.”
Seon Woo-jin bowed deeply. As he did, a single artifact attached to Han Do-hun’s armor flickered with faint light.
“What are you doing? The monsters are hungry. We should lay out a proper feast.”
At Seon Woo-jin’s command, the annihilation squad that had come with him began to move.
Han Do-hun took position at the very front, preparing to face them.
In this desolate land of frozen tundra and frost, battered by the aftermath of Siberia’s mana storm, a battle for survival erupted.
“I don’t know when the Black Wolf Squad will arrive, but you’d better call them quickly.”
Spells erupted from the ground above the earth sunken like a black abyss by the deployed Black Trench.
With the red magical projectile Seon Woo-jin had fired as the signal, two hundred of Ilseong’s forces formed an encirclement.
Han Do-hun quickly analyzed the enemy strength.
Roughly eighty Mages, thirty Heavy-weapon Operators, and approximately fifty close-combat fighters…….
‘What about those forty?’
A powerful aura emanated from the masked figures clustered apart, their presence bearing an ominous quality.
“Activate Ilseong TBD-6.”
At Seon Woo-jin’s order, the Mages moved once more.
Boom!
All the defensive Magic Circles that Seonhwa Guild had created for their encampment malfunctioned at once.
“Chairman! The defensive Magic Circles have been neutralized!”
“Detection skills aren’t responding either!”
“Ugh!”
Hunters specialized in detection cried out in agony, clutching at their eyes.
A shock that seemed to stop the very flow of mana swept across the area.
Under panic and chaos, surrounded and outmatched, the Seonhwa Guild’s forces visibly lost their morale before anyone’s eyes.
Whump-whump-whump!
Immediately after, the rifle barrels of Ilseong’s mana-cannon operators blazed to life.
Han Do-hun’s body moved like lightning.
The blade was drawn. At the same instant, a torrent of savage magical power erupted from his weapon.
Boom!
Han Do-hun landed as he neutralized the magic bullet’s barrage in a single blow, shouting aloud.
“Seonhwa’s Hunters, do not falter! We can win this. No—I will make it so!”
Seon Woo-jin let out a scoff.
“And how, pray tell?”
Hunters who’d closed in began their melee assault. As Han Do-hun fought at the vanguard himself, the others gritted their teeth and matched his ferocity. In moments, the battle devolved into chaos.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
“Aaaaaagh!”
Seonhwa, too, ranked among South Korea’s ten greatest guilds—a force of considerable standing. When they fought for survival with teeth bared and claws drawn, the field transformed into a melee within heartbeats.
Blood sprayed like snow. Screams filled the air.
Then—
Boom!
Something shrieked down from the heavens like an artillery round, splitting the sky itself.
It plummeted at extraordinary speed.
Crack!
The being who’d unleashed such devastating force—caving in the very heart of Ilseong’s front line—was none other than a single man.
“…Who the hell is that?”
Seon Woo-jin’s brow furrowed at the silhouette that materialized amid power potent enough to vaporize a person.
“Jeong Hyun-soo?”
Garam’s prodigy.
Seon Woo-jin stared in disbelief at Jeong Hyun-soo’s sudden arrival.
“What’s this bastard doing here? And—”
Jeong Hyun-soo moved immediately after landing. As if he’d prepared in advance, he wielded a Demon-Slaying Sword of such towering magnitude that the very sight of it made one’s spirit waver—and severed the necks of two Hunters in the span of an instant.
“Did he wander into his own grave? Kill this one too.”
Seon Woo-jin, who’d found the thorn in his side conveniently removing itself, felt no regret.
As Hunters moved to encircle Jeong Hyun-soo and strike, his form shimmered with blue light and dissolved.
A movement swift as wind itself. He’d shifted to the perimeter using the power of the Cheongryeong Mansanggong Windking technique, but Ilseong’s Hunters pressed on relentlessly.
They pursued at once, and in moments launched a combined attack so overwhelming there seemed no escape.
Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom!
From the far side, the earth trembled as something massive surged forward like a breaking wave.
Kwon Gang-pal, Garam’s vice-guild master.
He channeled his momentum into motion and drove forward a mighty fist.
Whoosh!
A spray of blood erupted in an instant.
Kwon Gang-pal’s signature Fist Wave technique had struck the flank of the Hunters locked in close combat.
Then he regrouped with Jeong Hyun-soo.
Though only two had entered the fray, Ilseong’s extermination squad now found its lines split in twain.
Such was the caliber of their power.
Yet that was not all.
“Oil. Summon.”
Jeong Hyun-soo opened the Seongso gate once more. Oil, who’d been waiting in standby, burst forth.
“Ogrrrrr! Slaughter!”
Oil, descending with a tremendous roar, swung the Battle Axe.
Though a Summon could not deftly master Earth Manipulation, one capable of unleashing such power was a menace in close combat by mere presence alone.
“Master! No ogre!”
“Once I finish these, I’ll send you hunting.”
“Promise! Keep it!”
Though startled by Jeong Hyun-soo’s sudden intervention, Seon Woo-jin remained largely unmoved.
Now that things had come to this, disposing of the troublesome Jeong Hyun-soo would suffice.
“Mages, prepare Debuff.”
Naturally, Mages came in many varieties.
Elemental Masters versed in the elemental disciplines, Summoners who specialized in Summoning, and Supporters who focused on Debuff and Buff.
The Supporters, whom Ilseong had brought specifically to counter Seonhwa’s strongest warriors, now began layering Debuffs upon Jeong Hyun-soo.
Mana Split—a technique that fragmented the flow of Mana itself.
By dividing the magical current, the Mana circuit twisted, and Debuff cascaded, slowing operational speed in mere moments.
Beyond that came Spectrum Fog, which impaired sensory perception.
Amplified by Black Trench’s interference wave, it was an incantation developed by Ilseong that injected noise directly into the sensory organs.
Afterimages bloomed in the naked eye. Spatial perception warped.
Beep—
Kwon Gang-pal’s fist twisted slightly, warped by the Debuff that left him hearing only certain frequencies of sound, robbing him of directional sense.
And as if that weren’t enough, the ground beneath him transformed into something viscous, almost gelatinous.
The Grav-Spun was layered on top, converting the entire floor into a dense gravitational field.
Then came Cold Stellar, which drastically slowed mana’s thermal dissipation, and Cognit Jammer, which clouded judgment—all stacked in terrible succession.
Even top-tier Hunters would drop an entire combat grade under such conditions.
It was a horrifying cascade of Debuffs that gouged away nearly half of their average fighting power.
“Go. Take their heads.”
Seon Woo-jin issued the command to the pair, whose movements had visibly become sluggish, then turned his attention back toward the Seonhwa battle.
That instant.
Click.
A fingersnap, sharp and clear against his ear.
Whoooosh!
“Screeeeeam!”
Crack!
Seon Woo-jin’s head snapped reflexively toward where the unsettling chorus of simultaneous screams had erupted—the very spot he’d been watching moments before.
A pillar of blood rose into the air.
Where the corpses of Jeong Hyun-soo and Kwon Gang-pal should have been scattered in gore, Ilseong Hunters lay strewn instead.
“What…?”
For Seon Woo-jin, it was a moment of pure shock.
His expression shifted to mirror those of the Supporters who had cast the Debuffs.
Even though those Debuffs had been selected after rigorous combat validation, they proved useless as Jeong Hyun-soo, Kwon Gang-pal, and some orc creature tore through the battlefield.
One of the Five Oking Techniques.
Guiwon Power.
The force that had earned the title “Mage’s Calamity”—the very power whose mere existence had made Association Head Seon Woo-hyun wish to erase Garam Guild from the world—had now descended upon Seon Woo-jin, who carried that same bloodline.
A chill ran through him as their eyes met.
It was the primal fear, the instinctual terror imprinted upon every Mage—that this was their most dreadful adversary.
“Keep casting! Faster!”
The Supporters snapped to attention and resumed their magic.
And each time they did.
Abyss-dark power surged from Jeong Hyun-soo, scattering the Debuffs. And the price was.
Slash.
Another Hunter’s neck.
Five casualties in mere moments. Yet Jeong Hyun-soo’s counterattack was far from over.
“Seongso open. Jeong Su-jin, deploy the AMP.”
Simultaneously, a Subspace tears open in the sky.
A sight never before witnessed.
Whatever had been dropped from it struck the ground with direct impact, and in that same instant, a reversal effect rippled through the air as if the heavens themselves had inverted.
“Emergency! Reverse interference detected inside the Black Trench!”
“Gaaaahhhhh!”
Seon Woo-jin retched before he could even respond. That sickening sensation of Mana twisting, warping.
He knew at once.
The AMP—the Taboo technique forbidden by the Association!
“How in the world did he…”
Jeong Hyun-soo had disabled the Mages in an instant, and now, seizing that opening, he closed in.
Kwon Gang-pal hurled Jeong Hyun-soo across the Hunter line, and Jeong Hyun-soo, riding the winds of Siberia on the Windking’s power, landed in the rear where the Mages stood.
Seon Woo-jin’s mind went completely blank with dread.
Continued in next episode ▶
The Regressionless Martial God Monopolizes Everything
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