Regressor Instruction Manual

Chapter 844: The Last (77)

Chapter 844: The Last (77)

The roar thusly continued. The deafening sounds of fists hitting someone’s face kept echoing in my ears.

Each time she swung her fist, it felt like a shock wave burst out. The sight of her holding the plague trash’s hair and punching him reminded me of the battle with Cherubim, but seeing the shriveled body of the victim made him seem more pitiful than the other guy.

His body flapped all over like a paper doll. I was starting to feel like I was in pain since he looked like me.

She threw him against the walls and all over the place. He tried to resist even while his body was bouncing off the walls and flying, but he couldn’t do it while the non-stop attacks disconcerted him.

Baaaaaaang!!

He was slammed against the wall once more. The Red Beast then climbed on top of him, clasped her hands, and slammed them down on him like a hammer.

Having been buried into the ground, he tried to get up, but she just kicked him in the face. Naturally, his body bounced off to the next wall.

‘She has no mercy.’

I remembered when Kim Hyunsung had hit me.

‘He must be thinking that he wants to go home. He’ll want to quit now.’

He woke up with just one blow. Not to mention, it wasn’t Kim Hyunsung’s but Cha Hee-ra’s. Her punches really were meant to kill him.

Even if his status got an upgrade, there was no way that damage wouldn’t accumulate. I thought it wouldn’t be strange if he immediately retired in that situation, but there were variables.

That place was Limur’s nest.

This wasn’t Cha Hee-ra’s battlefield, but the plague trash’s.

I didn’t know how effective it would be, but wouldn’t the inner wall act as a cushioning material?

Or he might have created a means to spread the damage elsewhere or set up safety devices in various places to protect his weak body.

Hee-ra had also realized that the feeling in her fist wasn’t good, which was evident when her expression became a little uncomfortable.

‘Who made our Hee-ra uncomfortable?’

As if she thought that separating his neck and body would be enough, she grabbed the ax and swung it, but one huge tentacle protruding from the inner wall blocked its blade.

Crash!!!

The tentacles were still crushed by that sound, but it wasn’t a bad move. It was just to buy time, after all. She had to have thought it would be possible for him to control the current situation if he had control over Limur’s nest. I saw the tentacles erupting from all directions and rushing towards her.

She laughed and swung the ax once more, but the appendages were filling up the place.

It wasn’t a nice sight to see them over and over again.

They were being crushed and torn, and foreign substances that I didn’t want to explain burst out of them. It was a scene that made me frown even more.

‘It reminds me of the video I watched.’

At that time, Lee Kiyoung had certainly had a kind of hungry spirit. He’d had to have the courage to set himself on fire to make a decent piece of work.

Now that he had entered the red tape line to some extent, it was certainly a little more repulsive from a third party’s perspective.

Booooooooooooooooooom!!!

Those constantly wriggling appendages regenerated, divided, and merged. The nest, which was full of repulsive colors, became even more bizarre than any dungeon.

‘There is no answer to this.’

There was no end to them.

Hee-ra continued to deal with the tentacles, but the result of their bout wasn’t looking that good since they were constantly regenerating.

This…

‘The dungeon gimmick is being maintained.’

Limur’s nest was also set to constantly suck the magic from the captured humans and maintain the nest and its corps.

It looked like it was being strengthened a bit, but it was true that the gimmick itself was being maintained.

There was no way that Hee-ra, who had a deep connection with Limur’s nest, had forgotten about it, but she continued to wield her ax and sword.

It didn’t seem to matter. She moved forward, tearing apart everything that bothered her. She fought so hard that the rate of their destruction was faster than their recovery. The dungeon’s regenerative power couldn’t withstand her.

And…

The red warriors started pouring out with a huge roar.

“She knew.”

It felt like she had been steadily preparing for a dungeon attack.

Leaving an ax as a gift in the forehead of the demon, the soldiers began to move deeper.

She had to be moving to block the magic that maintained the dungeon.

—These dirty insects!

-…

—These dirty insects!! How dare you! How dare you!!! I’ll kill you all!! I’ll… kill you all!! You motherfuckers!!

-…

—The same goes for you, disgusting red bitch! I’m going to make you pay! Don’t think you can get out of here alive. This will be your graveyard. I won’t let any of you escape! Not even one…

-…

‘He always talks a lot. He…’

He was good at talking, considering that he had wrapped himself in a giant bone shield.

—Sh*t… damn!! These motherfuckers!!

‘His expression is noteworthy.’

He looked really angry… he looked passionate to the extent that I began to worry that he might have lost his reason. Although, in the Doom Kiyoung state, there was no such thing as deviating from the concept that much.

Perhaps the original personality inside him had changed.

As time went by, he had moved further and further away from the character of the Plaguelord. It was just a hypothesis, and maybe it could be judged as an error that didn’t matter, but after seeing him quietly muttering to himself, maybe…

I thought maybe the dummy version of Lee Kiyoung was really inside him.

—I can’t lose. In this place… sh*t… I can’t collapse in a place like this.

It was a fleeting moment, though.

‘I don’t have to think too deeply about it.’

Nothing would change even if she gave a dummy version of his personality to design a proper Plaguelord. From his point of view, it would be unfair.

In addition to this, he was also holding up better than I’d expected.

The plague trash didn’t make any mistakes. Most of the things came out as he had planned, and in some cases, it was an effective blow to me.

Sometimes he even gave us a surprise by making a surprising move.

However, that was all. The only reason was just that he wasn’t lucky.

Jin Qing crushed the brain he was showing off, and Jung Hayan blocked his ambitious move.

Regarding his power to fight, did I really need to say something? Seeing him being beaten up by Cha Hee-ra would give anyone the answer. From the moment she entered the nest, he’d lost all hope.

‘I can see it that way.’

He had his circumstances, but I also had mine.

‘What can a created person do, bastard?’

“So, just go in, idiot. This is our fucking strength as one, plague scum!”

—I can’t… I can’t meet my end in a place like this.

“Taste the power of the light and the power of its comrades. Hee-ra! Beat him for me too!”

—In a place like this… I can’t be broken like this!

“Qing, say something too!”

—…

—Damn… Damn… Do you think I will collapse like this? Against you motherfuckers… Do you think I’m going to collapse after being teased like this? Me? Me?! Do you know what I left behind to be here…

“Don’t talk sh*t and go back to your home quickly! How dare a data chunk try to be at the same level as humans?!”

—You guys won’t understand what I’m betting to be here…

“You bastard. That might be a breach of contract. If you mumble while caught up in the heat…”

—I can’t lose. I… I… I… I can’t…

He held his head. That was as expected.

He’d probably crossed the line.

Constantly panting for breath, he started to fight against Cha Hee-ra, who continued to swing her ax and sword at him. It wasn’t a tense fight since the result was obvious, but a pretty splendid scene unfolded before me.

He continued to spread the distance, attaching ghosts to Hee-ra. He was trying to damage her using the tentacles in the nest and the bones he had summoned.

Craaaaaaaaaaaash!

Along with that sound, he let out a roar that didn’t sound like me at all.

—Aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh!!

I could see how desperately he was fighting. It almost made me cry, but now he was just a villain, a great source of divinity.

Sharp, massive bones took shape in the air, rushing towards Hee-ra, but they shattered with one swing of her fist.

The tentacles planted to offset the movement were smashed instantly, and the plague planted by them was unable to penetrate her immunity.

It was accompanied by a sound effect as if the skin had touched acid, but his self-healing ability wasn’t exclusive to him.

—Die! Die!! Please!! Die!! You crazy monster!!!!

Who dared to stop the red warrior, who was firmly armed with the power of courage and justice?

—Damn… daaamn… f*ck… f*ck…

-Take a break now.

—F*ck… pant… pant…

We had no dreams or hopes.

— Puha… haha…

-…

—Pu… puhahahahahahahahahahaha!

‘Has he gone nuts?’

—Puhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

-…

—It’s me who’ll win.

-…

—This is my victory, you dirty and disgusting bastards.

“Gosh. He must have gone mad.”

The sudden change on his face was embarrassing. Jin Qing seemed to be looking at the plague garbage with quiet eyes as if he were embarrassed.

It was then that he began to be enveloped in mysterious magic.

I was worried that he would self-destruct, but that wasn’t the case. When he was engulfed in grayish magic, his figure became invisible.

“This sly bastard.”

I couldn’t help but think about how this story ended.

“This foxy bastard is real!”

The guy engulfed in magic was gradually taking shape. It was a familiar look.

Although it was different from before, he was definitely taking the shape of Belial.

‘Was I too stupid?’

He grew larger, and when he swung his arm, Cha Hee-ra was flung off with a loud sound.

‘Why didn’t I think of that?’

Why had I forgotten that the Plaguelord ended with the battle between Belial and Benignore, not his death?

‘Sh*t…’

The condition for clearing the main event of Plaguelord wasn’t defeating the plague trash.

The clearing condition was…

“Summoning Benignore.”

Obviously, there was going to be an event. If he had asked to do the previous ending in the form of Belial, there would have been an event where I could summon Benignore as well.

I should have prepared with a little more detail. I should’ve looked back slowly, and like the previous events, I should have passed this event carefully.

“Does this bastard dare to bluff?”

It was a common technique: backstabbing. He’d wanted us to think of the Limur’s nest as a stage, and he’d limited the battlefield to himself.

He had made too many hidden puzzles and hadn’t allowed us to think about Easter Eggs or Hidden Pieces. While he’d put aside the elements of the dungeon’s events or quests, he’d focused all arrows towards only himself.

It had been a gamble for him and a risky move, but as a result, we were…

“We’ve been deceived… Fuck… this stupid demon summoner bastard!”

—…

“You useless bastard!”

A gigantic demon jumped out of Limur’s nest.

Perhaps everyone had been looking at the sky with blank eyes.

—It’s me…

-Who gets to win?

All except for one person.