I’m Not a Regressor - Chapter 208

I am not a returner Episode 208:

Snake’s Head (1)

“Use.”

Taking a deep breath.

Concentrate on your left chest.

My heart is pounding.

The rhythmically pulsating heartbeat resonates in my ears.

What I imagine is a black sky.

With the moonlight gone, not even the starlight remains.

The sky covered with dark clouds.

Boom boom.

The heartbeat, which had been faintly resonating, grew louder like the sound of a drum.

As if in hypnosis, my consciousness gradually floats through the dark clouds.

‘Is it still the same as expected?’

A pure white light hiding like a turtle among the dark clouds.

It was the magic power of the stigmata that had been absorbed from Damian not long ago.

Wooooow!

When I stretched out my hand toward the light that was emitting light like a star in the night sky, my fingertips burned with a strong rejection reaction.

The magical power of Stigmata, which fiercely resisted as if it would not obey, was as stubborn as if it were looking at its own master.

‘Tsk.’

Ojin frowned and took his hand away from the brilliantly burning light.

Like the magical power of the dragon vein, it was a power that he could not handle at his current level.

‘If I could just absorb that magic power, I think I could quickly rise to 9 stars.’

However, is it because the level of Dark Heaven is still low, or is it because the magical power that seems to have been taken directly from Damian’s personality is special?

Damian’s magic rejected him like a hedgehog with thorns.

‘Okay, let’s see.’

Ojin drew up the enormous magic power of the stigmata that was sleeping within the black sky and spun his whole body around.

The magic power of the stigmata flows arrogantly along the magic circuit, which is now incomparably wider than before.

Just like a stone chunk being carved away by a river, a very small portion of the pure white light curled up around the body melted into the magic power.

The magical power that started from the heart traveled around the body along the circuit and then returned to the heart.

An action similar to what is commonly called Iljucheon (一周天) in martial arts circles.

Although it was very small each time I did a round trip, I was able to absorb Damian’s magic power.

If I have time, eventually, someday, all of Damian’s magic will be able to be dissolved in the black sky.

‘The problem is the time.’

Since the amount of magical energy that can be melted at once is too small, I couldn’t hold on to just one of these.

“Whoa.”

I took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, and opened my eyes.

The interior of the spacious personal training room, the size of three basketball courts joined together, caught my eye.

After finishing his daily routine, Oh Jin relaxed his body and tensed his muscles.

‘The stigmata of Libra.’

The light flowing softly took shape.

The illusion created was Cheon Do-yoon.

He was the king of owls who had driven him to the brink of death in the past.

“Set the timer… for 10 or 15 minutes.”

Oh Jin took out his smartphone and set a timer.

‘then.’

I took a deep breath and erased all my thoughts.

I stared at Cheon Do-yoon’s illusion and said ‘lie’ in my mouth.

“What you see in front of you is not an illusion.”

Not a welcome thing.

Real, existing.

He is my ‘enemy’.

“This is the real Cheon Do-yoon.”

It’s like hypnotizing yourself.

Again and again and again.

repeat lies.

and.

“Hol ho ho. “It’s been a while since I last saw you.”

It was not an illusion created by light. Cheon Do-yoon let out a bizarre laugh and stroked his beard.

“Even thinking about it now, it’s such a shame.”

Cheon Do-yoon raised the corner of his mouth slyly.

“If it weren’t for you-”

Hundreds of black feathers floated around him.

“That child’s eyes must be in this old man’s hands.”

“Bite your mouth, you bastard.”

My head felt hot and my anger rose.

The image of Ha-eun shedding pitiful tears while being held by Cheon Do-yoon came to mind.

At that time, I was helpless.

Squeeze!

A blue thunderstorm wrapped around my legs.

Ojin runs at an incredible speed as if shooting an arrow.

“Hol ho ho.”

Doo doo doo doo!

The black feathers that floated around Cheon Do-yoon aimed at Oh Jin.

It flashed a blue thunderbolt and jumped into the air as if performing acrobatics.

The jet-black spear struck the top of Cheon Do-yoon’s head like a thunderbolt.

“I can’t deal with this old man like that.”

Kaaaang!

Black wings formed from the tips of Cheon Do-yoon’s wings and struck away the spear.

A dizzying shock that passes through your hands.

Ojin was thrown backwards, losing his grip on the spear.

As the black wings flapped loudly, black feathers rained down on Ojin, who was thrown back.

Fit.

The skin that was brushed by the black feather turned red and the flesh inside became necrotic.

“well.”

Ojin twitched the corners of his mouth and stretched out his hand toward the spear that had bounced and was rolling on the floor.

Squeeze!

A stream of blue thunderbolts continued and a spear appeared.

“I think I have enough to deal with now.”

“Wow!”

Phew!

The spear that had bounced pierced through Cheon Do-yoon’s back.

Red blood pouring out.

Cheon Do-yoon, with his wrinkled mouth wide open, got down on one knee.

“Tsk tsk. “Anyway, as long as that old man keeps his mouth shut.”

“Shhh!”

As Cheon Do-yoon fell, a young man with a nervous look and a demonic beast covered in black armor appeared.

Sosuke and Living Armor, the 7th ranked enforcer of the Black Star Society.

The two pressured Oh Jin from both sides as if they had been working together for a long time.

“Whoa whoa.”

Somewhat rough breathing.

But before I had time to catch my breath, black-blue flames and chunks of water flew in from both sides.

Pajik! Squeeze!

As the attack continued so quickly that the eye could not follow it, the wounds on Ojin’s body increased one by one.

“Hiss hiss hiss.”

“Ugh… Ugh. Cough!”

In the end, it was Living Armor and Sousuke who fell to the floor.

Ohjin turned around, exhaling a breath that had filled his chin.

“To those steeped in darkness.”

Damien was there, glaring at Ojin with wide eyes.

The sword raised high gave off a brilliant light.

“Light.”

Kwagwagwagwagwa!

A huge cluster of lights rushed in like a tidal wave.

Just before being cut in half from the top of his head by Damian’s sword.

Tiriring.

The alarm I had previously set on my smartphone rang.

With the clear sound of a bell, the ‘lie’ I told myself was broken.

The sword wielded by Damian’s illusion passed right through his body.

“Whoa!”

Ojin let out a rough breath and looked down at Damian’s sword that had passed through his body.

‘As expected, it’s even Damian.’

Okay.

I swallowed my sleep and examined my body for wounds.

Even though it was a battle against an illusion that had no physical power, there were wounds all over the body where the flesh had become necrotic.

“It seems like the wound is getting worse.”

When I first trained myself to lie to myself, the injury wasn’t this bad, but after I was able to create illusions, it became more visually realistic.

Wounds on the body have become more similar to real wounds.

‘but. ‘Because I was really angry at Do-yoon Cheon earlier.’

Of course, in a corner of my mind, I still felt that all of this was just an illusion for image training.

I felt like if I continued to train like this, I would eventually be able to completely fool myself.

“No matter what, that’s a bit too much.”

Oh Jin chuckled and placed his hand on the necrotic area.

‘Stigmata of Hippocampus.’

When you are healing your body with water affinity and recovering from the battle with the illusion.

Beep beep beep beep beep beep.

The door to the training room opened with the sound of a password being pressed.

“Are you still training, Oh Jin?”

“Ojini, why are you training alone and making such a mess?”

Isabella and Ha-eun were the ones who opened the door and came in.

Oh Jin looked back at Ha-eun, who was drenched in sweat just like him, and asked.

“Did you come training too?”

“Don’t say anything. “After sparring with that bitch Isabella for a while, I thought I was really behind.”

Ha-eun shook her head with an expression of disgust.

Isabella smiled warmly and hugged Ha-eun’s arm.

“Oh my sister. What a bitch for having such a pretty little sister. “It’s too much.”

“Mr. Don’t be so pretentious, you! “You just attacked me like you were going to eat someone!”

“Hehe. “Is this all for your sister?”

Isabella let out a small laugh while covering her mouth.

He says it’s for Ha-eun’s sake, but perhaps one of his goals was to relieve the jealousy he had built up unknowingly toward her.

“Anyway, what’s going on here?”

“I came to have lunch with you. Are you okay with the time?”

“Oh good. “I was just about to take a break after finishing one set.”

“thank god.”

Isabella smiled brightly and brought a lunch box.

“This is the lunch box I made this morning.”

“Ugh, I think I’m starving. “Let’s hurry and eat.”

“ok.”

The three sat around in the spacious training room and ate lunch.

The three of us sitting together in the training room and eating a packed lunch was one of the routines we had become quite accustomed to recently.

Jiyiing.

at that time.

My smartphone, which was set to vibrate mode, rang.

I thought it was just the same advertising text as usual, so I ignored it and tried to eat.

Jiyiing. Jiyiing.

“Did you get a call?”

“wait for a sec.”

Oh Jin lifted up his smartphone.

The name that appeared on the screen was ‘Elder Cheon Sang-gil’.

It was a call from Tamrangseong, whom I had not had any contact with recently.

“Who’s calling, Mr. Oh Jin?”

“He’s an old man named Cheon Sang-gil.”

“uh? “Are you calling for an installment plan?”

Ha-eun, who had been eating frantically, opened her eyes and raised her head.

Ohjin nodded and put the phone on speaker phone.

-Cluck. It’s been a while since I last contacted you.

Cheon Sang-gil’s voice rang out in the spacious training room.

“Oh yeah. “How have you been, old man?”

-This old man had a hard time trying to catch the snake by its tail.

I could feel how hard he had worked so far in his voice, which was filled with deep fatigue.

“Have you had any results?”

-I guess that’s why I contacted you.

Cheon Sang-gil continued.

-Have you been to Sokcho before? That’s when the demonic incident occurred.

“Oh yeah. That’s right.”

Oh Jin traced back memories from more than half a year ago.

An incident where abnormal monsters attacked Sokcho.

As if to lure the demonic beasts running in the same direction and the black energy that settled in the center of the city.

“Did something happen there? “I’m sure my sister must have burned away all the black energy at that time.”

Oh Jin glanced back at Ha Eun and asked.

-At that time, only a small portion of the war was burned and disappeared. Deeper… Another darkness was sleeping.

“If it’s another darkness….”

– Demonic Scenery (魔境).

Ojin’s expression hardened at the ominous-sounding words.

-There was a crack leading to the demonic world.

“So…”

Oh Jin’s expression hardened.

Why did a crack through the magic world that only exists in the North Pole suddenly appear in Korea?

-And that’s where I found it.

Cheon Sang-gil continued speaking in a low voice.

-I’m talking about the snake’s tail.