Regressor of the Fallen Family - Chapter 291

Episode 291: What should I do to deal with a mage?

No one knows the perfect answer to that. When a knight breaks the limit and becomes an auror user, it is extremely rare for him to acquire unique characteristics, but when he awakens as a mage, he has an almost 100% chance of developing new attributes or characteristics.

In addition, as Mana evolves into magic force, existing magic naturally becomes twice as powerful, so the only person who knows for sure how many methods a mage can use in battle is the magician.

However, if there is a response that is closest to the correct answer.

‘Quick resolution!’

To defeat him before he can do anything.

Viktor’s body, which was rushing towards Greg, suddenly disappeared and appeared in front of the mage.

“Huh!?”

The movement created by using the ghost shadow with all its might was so incredibly fast that even Greg, a top knight, was momentarily taken aback.

Victor swung his sword with the intention of cutting down the mage in one fell swoop.

but.

Kaaaaaaaa!

Damn it.

The sword that struck the strange gray curtain that had suddenly appeared only created a small crack and was unable to cut the mage.

At that moment, Viktor’s body disappeared and soon appeared behind the mage. To be exact, behind the wizards who were with the mage.

“back…!”

Only the two strongmen, Greg and Nat, who could see Viktor’s movements, shouted at the same time.

Eventually, the knights rushed towards Victor a beat later.

The mage also looked back, albeit slowly, but unfortunately the other mages could not even turn their heads.

And that was their end.

Skag.

With a small cutting sound, the gray force blade drew a long semicircle.

“…!”

The five wizards, who were cut off at the waist, were unable to even scream and were torn in two before falling down.

“Holy shit!”

“Stay back!”

When the mage’s shouts mixed chaotically above the sight of Greg and the knights rushing.

Viktor, who saw the corners of his mouth rising under the wizard’s black hood, gave up his attack on the remaining wizards and disappeared again like a ghost.

“Where!”

Natman, who was watching Viktor’s movements, moved towards the door like lightning. The direction was determined from Viktor’s movements, which were vaguely visible.

‘You will not escape!’

The opponent was moving too fast to understand, but if you can predict the direction, there’s nothing you can’t do.

The opponent is also a top-level force user who cannot use auras.

‘The level is the same!’

A big meteor shower that poured out like crazy.

Seaaaaaa.

Faba Park.

The condensation of red force that poured down like a rain blocked its path.

however.

Skag.

The moment Natman dodged his body due to the sudden strange feeling that came upon him, a gray Force blade passed by his side.

Tsk.

Victor clicked his tongue briefly and tried to raise his sword again, but the corpses of the wizards who had fallen under his single sword exploded without any sign.

Before he could be surprised, the blood that should have been spewing out in all directions poured down like a shower towards Viktor.

“Huff!?”

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!

The collision between the gray force blade and hundreds of blood droplets created an intense explosion.

Natman rushed behind Viktor, who was unable to overcome the shock, taking advantage of the opportunity to be pushed away.

The moment when his colleague Greg is also shot in front of Victor.

“Horrible terror.”

With a low voice, the mage’s finger pointed at Viktor.

The others could only see a faint gray glow on the mage’s fingertips, but Viktor suddenly stumbled.

“now!”

The moment when Greg and Natman’s eyes shine as they rush towards him.

Crackling.

With the sound of teeth grinding, Viktor’s sword moved like a beam of light again.

Kwakwakwak!

With a loud explosion sound, Greg and Natman, who were trying to join forces from the front and back, were thrown out at the same time.

The mage who saw this flashed bluish eyes, and the pale old man’s face hidden under the black hood was revealed.

“What a fun guy! Just block the exit.”

Greg and Natman, who were about to rush in again at that low voice, stopped. And that saved Natman’s life.

Ssuk.

The moment he stopped to take a step forward, the gray afterimage of the Force Blade passed by just a single inch in front of his uvula.

“Tsk.”

As if the shock wasn’t small, Viktor, who was staggering around with blood streaming from the corner of his mouth, clicked his tongue with regret.

At that moment, Natman felt a chill running down his spine, and his gaze became even colder.

‘This is the same level as me? ‘Not a superhuman?’

Natman stopped in front of the door, feeling goosebumps rising all over his body. As instructed by our superiors, we strengthened our defensive posture and only planned to block the road.

Greg seemed to have similar thoughts as he straightened his saw blade sword, Sword Breaker, in front of the collapsed wall.

The 18 knights, unable to find a way out amidst the strong men’s onslaught, lined up along the wall and surrounded Victor in a circle. Even if Viktor tries to get through the other wall, he has to deal with more than one person.

When Viktor stopped at the sight, the seven surviving wizards gathered behind the wizard began emitting eerie black energy from their entire bodies.

But even for a moment.

“for a moment.”

The wizard Gerohin raised his hand, which was as white as his pale complexion, to block the magic of his subordinates, and pointed with his fingertip at Viktor, who was about to rush at him.

Viktor, who remembered the strange magic that almost made him lose his mind a moment ago, raised the force of his whole body, and the mage, laughing, pulled back the hood of his black robe and completely exposed his face.

“Let’s talk. This seems like a person who has gone astray.”

Gerohin, an old man who might have looked handsome if not for the strangely bluish glow in his eyes, suddenly said something.

There was absolutely no reason for Viktor to listen, but he needed time to control his mind and his overworked interior, which had taken a dizzying blow from the guy’s magic.

Viktor used the Force to heal his internal injuries and asked as if nothing had happened.

“Did you take a wrong turn?”

It was just a question to kill time, but the enemy told a truly fascinating story.

“A Force that has a unique color like yours. Do you know what that means?”

Those whose Force is not red.

In general, it was known that it was about one out of dozens of Force users, and the reason for this has not yet been proven.

“Wasn’t it just some personality?”

“Chuckle. Yes, most people know that. They wouldn’t have captured valuable articles and dismantled them to study them.”

The words of the mage with a pale face and a bizarre smile were quite disturbing.

Isn’t the tone as if he tried it himself?

Victor’s frown naturally narrowed, and the wizard continued speaking.

“But ‘we’ are different. Are you curious about the secrets held by those who wield special forces?”

“…I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t curious.”

Half out of genuine curiosity, half out of desire to take the time.

Viktor devoted the majority of his consciousness to healing his internal wounds, hoping that his best performance would be heard through his altered voice.

‘Just a little bit more.’

It is true that Force users recover faster than ordinary people, but using the Force directly for treatment is a bit different.

Of course, it was definitely possible to heal one’s own wounds quickly because of the life force one possessed. Especially when it comes to stopping bleeding from external skin wounds, it can be done with just a certain degree of sensation.

However, treating invisible internal wounds was a completely different task.

This job requires the talent to manipulate the Force with extreme precision and the sense to understand one’s inner self as if looking into it with the eyes.

However, Victor, one of the very few talented people who had it all, was able to heal his shaken internal organs, albeit slowly, even while stopping and mixing words.

however.

“Force of a color other than red means that a person has another ‘tremendous’ talent. This is the change that appears when such a person even manifests the force.”

“…what?”

“Well, most of them are now useless, showing affinity with spirits that have disappeared from this continent, but gray force like you is different. It is a very rare talent.”

Gerohin’s next words shook Viktor’s concentration.

“…What do you mean?”

“It means that he is a talent that can prosper on ‘our’ side. It means that the highest level knight can even learn ‘our’ magic.”

“What nonsense….”

Force users use magic?

Aren’t magic knights something that only appears in stories?

Gerohin smiled as if he understood Viktor’s feelings.

“Our magic is capable enough. If so, you will be able to demonstrate superhuman combat power without exceeding the limit. Isn’t that tempting?”

A smiling mage with gray magical power blooming at his fingertips.

Even in Viktor’s own opinion, the feeling of that magical power was quite similar to his Force Blade.

“We’ll give you that chance. Come to us and pledge your allegiance. We can give you the power to surprise the world.”

“Hmm…”

“Kkkkkk. Are you acting like you’re worried? I’m sure your inner pain has already subsided to some extent, right?”

“!?”

The moment he heard those words, Victor’s body started moving again.

No, I tried to move.

however.

Ugh.

That’s it.

Before we knew it, gray chains were hanging down, holding Viktor’s arms and legs.

Four pairs of chains made of secret magic protruded from the walls on the front, back, left and right, binding his limbs.

“Unfortunately for you, my magic is already complete.”

“Sigh!”

Damn it.

The moment Viktor saw that ridicule, he strengthened his whole body and the entire wall of the house began to crack.

It seemed like it would be possible to tear it apart if given some time, but the enemy would not wait.

“Cluck. Try your best. Mind Breaker.”

Wow.

The moment when the gray mist spreading from the mage’s fingertips instantly seeps into my mind.

The most terrible memories of his life began to come back to him as clearly as if they were yesterday.

– Run away too!

– By all means! Survive!

– son! Please take care of Lia for my younger brother!

– Argh!

Soon, the images of those I had always missed encroached on my mind.

It was such a vivid memory that even the fact that it was the enemy’s handiwork became blurred in my mind.

“My I… Because of me, Mom and Dad…”

Before he knew it, Viktor felt as if he had returned to the way he was back then, when he was much younger and smaller than he is now.

Hands covered in the blood of loved ones.

Small and weak.

The world is falling apart. The feeling of despair at the time when he felt like he was losing covered his mind.

– If only it weren’t for you…

– If only you weren’t a burden…

– We could have lived!

The worst memories were transformed into even more terrible forms, as if they were reality. It attacked him like this and threw him into despair.

“Ugh. my me “My fault…”

In the terrible darkness. As I was struggling with the endless guilt brought on by visual hallucinations and auditory hallucinations, a faint ray of light came down from the black darkness.

The light that would save me.

Young Victor, who instinctively realized it, lifted his wounded hand. I held it out.

Then I heard a warm voice.

– Forget painful memories and be reborn. That is salvation….

A kind face and voice.

I was confident that if I followed those words and followed the light, everything would become comfortable.

– My name is Gerohin Einhed. I am your savior. Leave your pain to me and live for me in joy.

Young Viktor stopped at the voice that followed.

“Oh no…”

He turned away from the warm light and looked back into the darkness. Viktor’s face distorted again.

– …Forget the pain. I will save you, so forget the pain and follow me.

The warm voice tempted him again, but young Viktor did not look at the light again.

“I, I, Leah .” I have to buy it for my younger brother. That’s the promise…”

Even while staring into the darkness, trembling with fear with a distorted face.

Even with tears streaming down his face.

“…Only then can I be forgiven.”

Young Victor did not reach out his hand towards the light again.

himself . A promise to his dead parents on his behalf. Although he was fully aware of the burden weighing on his soul, he did not avoid it.

– Forget!

“I can’t do that.”

– Forget!

“No!” –

Forget!

“I don’t want to!”

He continued to trick himself. As he turned away from the light, young Viktor actually grew up. The

moment Viktor, who had grown in size so quickly, regained his current body, the light of reason returned to his eyes.

“…I don’t like it!”

With a loud shout !

The darkness that had covered the entire surroundings broke apart.

“Huh. You’re holding on to this, right? I want you even more.”

Even though he stumbled in shock, Gerohin did not lose his composure.

But that was only for a moment.

“…I will tear you to death, mage.”

He chuckled. Viktor,

who spat out a handful of blood with a pale complexion, turned gray in his hand. A flash of light burst out, breaking the gray chains that bound his limbs. Although

most of its auspiciousness was obscured by the colorless light, the mage Gerohin was able to notice the difference in an instant.

It was qualitatively different from the Force Blade . The power of.

“You…!?”

Gerohin’s expression became as hard as stone.

Cough.

“Let’s do it right.”

A bloody force emanated from Viktor’s enraged body.

Beatle

broke the chains that bound his whole body. Perhaps due to the aftereffects, Viktor’s body hardly moved against his will.

The gray flashes were also visible as they lost their light.

“Huh… then that’s right. You can’t escape my magic that easily!”

A smile appeared on the mage’s face again.

“Catch it! “You’re a great match. A new Auror user!”

Gerohin, laughing sarcastically, shouted again, and the knights, including Greg and Natman, all rushed towards Viktor.

The moment Viktor tried to force his body, which was struggling to even stand, to move.

Quaaaaaaang. !

Pabababak.

With an explosion, the wall on the other side of the door exploded, and arrows started flying from beyond the collapsed wall.

“Ahh!”

“Quaaaaa!”

“An angry arrow!?”

The knights who were running were impaled by the arrows. There were screams coming from all over the place,

and soon an auspicious ‘orange’ light filled the room.