The Regressor Plays the Game Too Well - Chapter 130

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Episode 130
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Tae-san couldn’t comprehend the current situation at all.
With just a single skill, most of the Guild members had perished.
There was probably no one who could immediately understand such a sight.
But he needed to keep his wits about him.
The last thing Jin-woo had said.
Want to go again?
Those words echoed inexplicably in Tae-san’s mind.
As if he were taunting.
But something about those words felt off.
What could it be?
The moment he wracked his brain, he grasped it.
A single inconsistency.
He had unleashed such a tremendous skill, and the majority of his forces had fallen.
There was only one discrepancy that emerged here!
‘That bastard must be out of MP now!’
Tae-san was certain of it.
Of course, this made perfect sense.
Such an incredible skill.
The MP consumption must have been enormous.
Perhaps he had even depleted his HP along with all his MP.
With that thought, Tae-san smiled coldly and spoke to Jin-woo.
“Go again? Are you serious? Do you think I don’t see through your scheme?”
“Huh?”
At Tae-san’s words, Jin-woo let out a soft chuckle and looked at him.
That expression from Jin-woo only deepened Tae-san’s conviction.
Jin-woo had no reserves left.
That’s why he was deliberately taunting, urging surrender.
Confident in his deduction, Tae-san glanced back at the remaining Guild members.
Hundreds had come.
Yet only dozens remained.
But it didn’t matter.
He had glimpsed hope of victory now.
Tae-san turned to those remaining members and shouted.
With absolute confidence.
“That bastard’s MP is completely drained! His HP is likely depleted too! Everyone attack!”
Tae-san roared and charged at Jin-woo first.
Jin-woo looked at Tae-san and contorted his expression.
As if to feign that his assumption was correct.
And internally.
‘Wow, he actually fell for it?’
I was mocking Tae-san.
To be fair, thinking like Tae-san made sense.
Anyone would think the same way if I had used such a skill.
But that wasn’t the case for me.
True, my MP was completely depleted.
However.
The cooldowns of all the skills I had mixed through fusion combat were still available.
In other words.
I could use the Alchemist’s Elixir.
My MP refilled in an instant.
Seeing my MP fully restored, I let out a quiet chuckle and watched Tae-san charging toward me.
The head of the Mountain Guild, attacking thinking he would win.
Well, his skills weren’t bad in themselves.
‘Not bad at all.’
But now I knew.
The extent of my control.
Because of that, Tae-san’s abilities didn’t seem particularly impressive.
If in the past I hadn’t switched capsules and avoided that traffic accident?
I could have been active as a ranker.
Even one of the top-tier rankers at that.
Though even so, I was still an upper-mid-tier ranker.
That alone was truly remarkable.
Why am I suddenly thinking about the past?
Simple.
Even the me from back then could have beaten someone like Tae-san.
Clang!
I blocked Tae-san’s sword with my own and studied my opponent.
Immediately, Tae-san activated a skill.
He used a wave-type skill while our blades were locked.
His intention was to push me back, create distance, and then use a mid-range skill.
I instantly saw through his plan and considered my options.
How could I inflict such deep despair that he would never dare challenge me again?
While thinking such thoughts.
The majesty of the Immortal King flashed through my mind.
A user who seemed more like a demon lord than any actual demon lord class users, despite not having the demon lord job.
Recalling him, I snapped my fingers with a sharp sound.
I had a fitting skill to use after all.
‘What am I doing? No, focus.’
Tae-san felt a flicker of confusion at the sight, but he knew he had to keep pressing Jin-woo relentlessly.
Even if the man’s strength had waned, he was still a formidable opponent—one Tae-san couldn’t afford to lose to.
Not before the others arrived.
He had to hold the line.
With that resolve, Tae-san unleashed a wave-type skill, and as Jin-woo was sent flying backward, he followed up with a blade aura strike.
A perfectly executed skill combination.
Yet all of it shattered against Jin-woo’s sword.
The first wave-type skill came crashing down, but Jin-woo rose into the air and met it head-on with a swing of his blade, negating the damage entirely. The blade aura that followed was simply deflected away with a fluid motion.
Impossible control in a split second.
Tae-san bit his lip as he watched.
Still a monster, even now.
But it didn’t matter.
He had his guild members backing him up.
Tae-san charged forward and attacked Jin-woo again.
Jin-woo remained focused purely on defense and evasion.
His strength had definitely diminished!
Tae-san shouted out.
“He’s really weakened! Everyone, all-out attack!”
“….”
But there was no response.
Something felt off.
By now, no matter the distance, they should have arrived.
He and Jin-woo had already exchanged over twenty blows.
Yet they still hadn’t come?
Strange.
Without thinking, Tae-san turned his head to look.
He knew better than to break focus during combat.
But he had no choice.
He needed to see what his guild members were doing.
As Tae-san turned, he could see them.
His guild members—or rather, what used to be his guild members.
Clack-clack-clack-clack-clack-clack-clack!
Rattle, rattle, rattle!
“W-what… what is this?!”
The guild members who had been perfectly fine just moments ago, and those who had fallen to the initial skill—they were all transformed.
Their forms had changed entirely.
They had become zombies and skeletons.
Tae-san’s pupils trembled with terror at the sight.
What was happening?
The undead had suddenly multiplied like this?
Wait, did undead even appear here in the first place?
Absolutely not.
Which means.
“So why are you throwing yourself at me like that?”
A voice dripping with mockery.
When Tae-san turned his head toward that voice.
He could see Jin-woo gazing at him with an expression of utter boredom, as if everything was beneath contempt.
Those indifferent eyes seemed to convey a message.
That he had brought merely hundreds to face him.
Meeting that gaze, Tae-san found himself trembling uncontrollably.
That monster is inhuman.
No—beyond a monster. A demon.
There’s no other way this could be possible.
As Tae-san was thinking this.
Jin-woo spoke, regarding him with cold indifference.
“Farewell.”
His voice was utterly apathetic, as if Tae-san wasn’t even worth his continued attention.
Then Jin-woo snapped his fingers.
Snap!
In that instant, the hundreds of undead surrounding the area began to move.
The human wave tactic he had originally conceived—pushing forward with sheer numbers.
He never dreamed he would be on the receiving end of it.
Watching the undead surge toward him, Tae-san considered drawing his blade, but his head drooped instead.
What would be the point?
Even if he broke through all those undead?
Then what?
‘I’d still have to face that monster.’
With that thought, Tae-san’s will to fight evaporated entirely.
He simply collapsed where he stood, head bowed, becoming nothing more than prey for the undead.
“Gaaaahhh! Uuuaaahhh!”
Tae-san vanished, experiencing vivid agony as he did.
Watching this, Jin-woo shuddered and trembled.
The staging itself was far too intense.
The Immortal King—this bastard is definitely a psychopath.
How does he manage to film every scene like this?
Well, at least the footage turned out well.
This seemed sufficient.
Jin-woo had thus annihilated the Mountain Guild.
‘Now they won’t dare challenge me again.’
At least the Mountain Guild would never dare oppose him again.
Tae-san must have felt it bone-deep.
Even I found it somewhat terrifying to witness, so I could only imagine what Tae-san experienced.
Deeming this sufficient, I relaxed my body.
Once everything was settled, I dismissed the undead and hastened my steps toward the next region.
Specifically, toward the Parama Mountain Range in Perman Territory.
If I pressed forward diligently from here, I would arrive soon.
My level was more than adequate, so I would surely pass the trial with ease.
I didn’t even entertain the thought of failure.
I advanced toward the next region with that conviction.
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Meanwhile, Kaiser frowned upon seeing a guild member who had rushed over to report to him during a hunt.
Was it because of the guild member’s sudden appearance?
No.
It was precisely because of the guild member’s report.
“What? Say that again.”
“…The Mountain Guild said they would withdraw.”
“…Hmm.”
Kaiser.
He was currently operating what could be called the finest guild.
Whether by scale or by the individual prowess of his members, it was undoubtedly the strongest guild.
Yet even so, Kaiser felt it was insufficient.
Because of a single person.
Jin-woo, to be precise.
‘If that bastard uses magic, our guild’s strength alone might not be enough.’
That was Kaiser’s assessment.
Naturally, he had been maintaining exchanges with other guilds from before.
Capturing Jin-woo with his guild alone would be ideal, but the casualties would be substantial.
Thus, he had resolved to form an alliance with other guilds to capture Jin-woo.
The Mountain Guild was one of them.
Their hatred for Jin-woo was nearly as intense as his own.
Kaiser had accepted them with great satisfaction.
And now they were withdrawing?
It was a decision he couldn’t quite comprehend.
“What’s the reason?”
“I’m not certain. The guild master Tae-san simply contacted us and notified us of their withdrawal without explanation.”
“Hmm.”
“His voice sounded terrified.”
“Terrified, you say?”
Kaiser tilted his head in further bewilderment at those words.
Those who harbored such intense hatred had suddenly become afraid?
In other words, there was only one cause.
“Did you clash with him directly?”
“I judged that there was little possibility beyond that.”
“Hmm.”
It seemed he had been overwhelmingly defeated.
Kaiser considered this and weighed various scenarios.
First and foremost.
Had Tae-san charged at Jin-woo alone?
No, that was absolutely impossible.
Tae-san was a man with considerable intellect.
There was no way such a man would suddenly discover Jin-woo and charge at him alone.
Which meant.
‘He brought the Guild with him, and they were annihilated.’
There was no other answer.
Of course, even this didn’t make sense given his fear.
If they had been annihilated, he could have simply joined the Alliance next time.
Yet instead of that, he had notified them of his withdrawal from the Alliance.
It was a sign of overwhelming fear.
In other words, did Tae-san believe that even if the Alliance joined forces, there would be absolutely no chance of victory?
Or perhaps.
‘He witnessed something so tremendous that he no longer has any desire to confront him again.’
Kaiser couldn’t say for certain.
But Tae-san was clearly thinking of both possibilities.
He believed that even with the Alliance’s combined strength, victory was impossible.
And even if victory were possible, he no longer wished to stand against him.
Kaiser furrowed his brow, considering both scenarios.
It felt as though the gap between them was widening with each passing moment.
But it was fine.
‘Our plan is proceeding steadily.’
The Mountain Guild wasn’t necessary anyway.
It would be soon.
Capturing Jin-woo wouldn’t take much longer.
At least, that’s what Kaiser wanted to believe.

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