Archmage Transcending Through Regression Chapter 168

The Grand Mage who transcends by returning Chapter 168

– That too is running out.

Those words were the beginning of everything.

Hemera used to hear those words in her head from time to time.

identity was unknown.

However, it always evaluated the lifespan of the creatures around it.

One day I was a squirrel.

Another day it was a deer.

– That’s not long.

What the voice said about longevity was always true.

When you say that, the creature undoubtedly died shortly thereafter.

Being able to know lifespan was quite special, so she would listen to the voice from time to time.

not bad.

After all, her people had a fairly long lifespan, so there was no need to worry about being hurt by such a voice.

yeah i thought so

– That one isn’t too far off.

…That is, until the ‘voice’ pointed to my sister.

It’s a fact I found out too late.

The voice would grant the contractor’s wish in a twisted direction.

in a way you don’t want at all.

‘…Did I do something wrong?’

Hemera’s mind has returned.

My head is pounding.

It hurts so bad I can’t stand it.

Well, it will.

Damn it.

It was because the hero said his ‘name’.

No, it’s not just the name.

It was an incantation that could not come out unless you had a clear understanding of yourself.

Were you careless?

Maybe it was.

It is true that I became emotional at the thought that the goal was right in front of me.

She saw her trembling hands.

It’s still pure white skin without the slightest scar, but something is different.

She realized that her ‘mask’ had been removed.

“dare….”

She twisted her face.

The mask came off.

That means that the woman who is here right now is ‘Hemera’.

Okay.

Wasn’t it my intention to end it all here anyway?

The Dark Elves’ Faith?

None of that meant anything from the start.

Those who betrayed my sister were meant to be exterminated anyway.

It was just a matter of time.

What did he mean when his mask came off and his true identity was revealed?

Kill that hero and spread the curse as planned.

You have enough power in yourself.

That voice, or the power I received from contracting with the demon god….

“You won’t kill nicely. Whatever you say, hero, here…!”

“< Triple Divine >.”

“…?!”

Instead of answering, the hero immediately attacked her.

Doesn’t even seem worth answering.

“Enough with the nonsense.”

Duduk. pop.

A warrior who turned around with his hand on his neck with cold eyes.

He looked at himself and said.

“Put your neck out.”

The sanctuary around him shuddered.

* * *

When I first searched for information on Aether and Hemera with Remegeton, there was no information.

So I changed the word.

Ironically, by inserting keywords like that, information was derived.

black sun.

A word that appeared in a legend I heard from Mia.

The record that came to mind through that word explained.

A long time ago, there was an elf who was more splendid than anyone else but eventually turned into a black sun.

A renegade who was defeated by the “voice” and handed over his soul to the devil.

“< Divine Filler >.”

triple cast.

The magic I had prepared was manifested.

Three gigantic pillars condensed with pure divine power rose from the ground.

It didn’t end there.

In the sanctuary there is a sacred pillar….

“< Holly Web >.”

A net woven with divine power continued between the pillars.

linker.

Even among magic, there are certain spells that are compatible with each other.

In the case of ‘Sanctuary’, structure-related magic such as pillars or nets are quite compatible.

“me….”

Perhaps because of the unexpected pressure, Hemera frowned.

“Don’t look at me lightly!”

thud!

She stamped her grief on the floor.

Darkness leaked out of the heart of sorrow and burst out explosively.

Wow!

The darkness began to attach to her body from below and covered her entire body in an instant.

It was like armor.

In a way, she looked like a saint in jet-black priestly clothes, and at the same time, she looked like a prostitute.

At the same time, the momentum changed.

Looking at her like that, I put the name in my mouth once again.

“Hemera.”

“…shut up!”

Covering her face with one hand, her purple eyes flashed and shouted ‘Hemera’.

Hatred, shame, regret, despair….

In the eyes that glared at me, those emotions were swirling in a complex way.

Characteristically, she still resembles ‘Aether’.

However, his physique was a little smaller and his hair was a little shorter.

And instead of leisure, danger filled the place.

That alone became Hemera.

No matter how much darkness he puts on his back and the authority of a demon god, that fact does not change.

“Right. Is that what it looks like?”

“If it wasn’t for you, the hero, my plan would work…!”

“What about resurrecting your sister?”

“…!”

Hemera’s eyes trembled.

When I saw those eyes, a sneer flowed out of me.

You can roughly guess the whole story.

Hemera must have succumbed to the demon through some event and forcibly corrupted her sister.

that fall.

I don’t know if it came from simple malice or from Hemera’s own pure goodwill.

Anyway, that alone ended the relationship between the sisters.

From Aether’s point of view, Hemera must have been a lowly traitor who expelled her from her clan.

If it all ended with that, it would have remained just such a tragedy.

“Did you miss the sisterhood you ruined? it was your choice Why are you taking out your anger in a harsh situation without thinking of taking responsibility?”

“shut up!”

“Resurrection in the first place? It is impossible since you have already reincarnated and reincarnated.”

There is already an existence called ‘Mia’.

In other words, the older sister that Hemera remembers somehow disappeared.

“Let’s just be honest.”

I took a step forward.

“You just need someone to play with your doll. Your sister is just an excuse.”

“That mouth…! Shut up!”

Hemera fired at me with a furious voice.

Quaang!

As if the demon’s energy wasn’t just decoration, the structures they built were pierced and destroyed.

‘It’s ignorantly strong.’

Of course, the power that Hemera gained through the contract is comparable to that of quite a few great demons.

If it was normal, it would have been very difficult to deal with.

but.

“Blessed World.”

As soon as I finished my words, a tree branch rose from the ground and pierced the Hemera that was rushing towards me.

Kwajik!

“…Big black?!”

Druid power.

No, not only that.

In the process of imitating the power of the demon god, I got a sense of how to counter the power of the demon god to some extent.

“Something like this…!”

Hemera savagely approached, breaking and crushing branches.

He doesn’t seem to care about his own wounds at all.

Just the thought of killing me.

With just one thought, he showed his sorrowful disposition toward me.

The disposition of sorrow is a tool that has risen to the ranks of holy objects.

If it worked properly, it could certainly do me a disservice.

but.

Percussion!

Right before she drew the power of her temper, the temper bounced off her hand and flew away.

he rejected her

“…ah?”

As if in disbelief, Hemera blankly looked at her empty hand.

Then, in a hurry, he turned his head in the direction the temper had flown.

At that place….

“sister…?”

There was Mia, who was staring at herself with the disposition of grief.

Slowly looking at yourself with complex eyes….

The appearance is different.

But I intuitively noticed.

The fact that Mia is the result of her sister’s soul being reincarnated.

In that moment, she saw the past.

Although it is a simple prediction.

The tragedy of the day may have originated from Hemera’s favor.

Regardless of the process, her fall as a contractor of the Demon God was the result, so she had no intention of hesitating, but should I say it was a habit?

You think about your partner’s past.

What circumstances did it come to be like that?

If you know that situation, you can neutralize the opponent more effectively.

Perhaps the ‘tragedy’ of that day came from the younger brother’s pure desire to save his older sister.

The demon’s hand touched that innocence, and it was terribly twisted….

A result no one wants.

Something like that might have happened.

I wanted to save my sister from an incurable disease, but there was no other way than ‘darkness’.

…what things like that

With that in mind, her reaction now makes sense.

would have suffered

She was not forgiven until the moment Aether died.

Contrary to the stories that are handed down, if I say that I survived intact and hovered around my sister….

Even so, if I had to just stand by and not be able to save my sister because of the demon’s ‘plan’….

‘There’s nothing strange about going crazy.’

After thinking like that, I turned my gaze back to Hemera.

Eyes full of longing.

It was the desperate gesture of the unintentional ‘perpetrator’ who wanted his mistake to be forgiven.

“Oh sister, I…!”

She reached out to her sister to be forgiven.

In that moment, he must have forgotten what he was dealing with.

If so, welcome to me.

“< Trial of the Holy Fire >.”

Wow!

There is nothing to touch.

The prepared magic swallowed Hemera as it was.

The holy fire thoroughly burns her soul as well as the magic she was covered with.

“Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Hemera screamed.

But it doesn’t end here.

next magic.

“< Redemption of Divine Shackles > < Divine Wall > < Holy Order >….”

The magic devised for this moment poured out one after another.

It was a momentary hesitation for Hemera, but it was a golden opportunity for me.

She continued to burn.

in pure white flames.

I screamed and struggled, but I didn’t stop.

“Bar interruption…don’t do it!”

His eyes were visible through his body, which was charred with holy flames and hideous.

She glared at me and tried to attack, but to no avail.

Darkness stretched out.

“…ah.”

It wasn’t threatening.

The attacks so far have only been possible with the help of the sacred object called ‘the temper of sorrow’.

“Have sympathy.”

If my guess is true, maybe she too could be said to be a victim of the demon.

but.

“I do not forgive.”

It is, after all, a distant past.

Wow!

“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”

The magic fell.

Divine spears pierced her, and holy flames continued to burn her.

When he recovered, he pierced and pierced again.

Some may be cruel

A pure wish to save my sister from an incurable disease.

Isn’t it too harsh on the victim who took advantage of it?

I can say it emphatically.

no.

I have always decided to put my regrets and despair behind me.

If a small amount of sadness and regret arises in this process….

that’s my future

“I wanted to apologize to my sister! Uh, even if I was thinking of saving my sister, I shouldn’t have transplanted the darkness without asking the doctor…!”

Even though she was on fire, she didn’t stop talking as if she had lost her mind.

“Something I drank…It had nothing to do with anything! I just got forgiven by my sister and all the things that bothered her…!”

I looked at her quietly.

She tried to walk with difficulty, step by step.

However, even he was unable to take a few steps before collapsing.

You’re not looking at me in the first place.

“Mikhail.”

Set, who was holding the storm, said to me with a firm expression.

“That contractor is finished now.”

“know.”

Hemera, who was burning white, blankly reached out her hand toward Mia.

There is no force in that motion.

It contained only shallow emotions.

He looked at it and nodded.

“It’s all over.”

* * *

Still hidden.

But that doesn’t mean you can live. I approached her on the verge of extinction.

“Hemera.”

“iced coffee….”

she wasn’t looking at me

Mia, a young girl standing over my shoulder with an expression about to cry at any moment, clutching the heart of grief.

It was fixed on her.

Until the last moment, this renegade is looking for her sister.

I don’t intend to talk clichés like there is no good or evil.

Hemera is evil.

Whatever the circumstances, there was no way to justify the evil she committed as a demon god’s contractor.

but.

“…Tsk.”

Ultimately, this is not my decision.

I asked while looking at Mia with a complicated expression.

“missing child.”

“Yes…?”

“Would you like to talk?”

Mia hesitated at my words.

What should I do?

It was a look that seemed hard to get a feel for himself.

“If you don’t want to, just stay like this….”

“Wait a minute!”

Mia grabbed me urgently.

“me…Let’s talk about this! Still, we might need to talk at least once!”

“I see.”

I have no right to comment on Mia’s decision.

If she wants to, that is.

It’s already hopeless.

No matter what I do, I will perish here.

I silently nodded at Mia’s words and sat down on a nearby rock.

Mia slowly approached Hemera.

It is not my business what she will say to Hemera.

i just looked at the sky

You don’t have to worry about the plaza where the Dark Elves are gathered.

Because Lian and the butler Aileen will take care of that.

There is not much inspiration.

Instead, I remembered an old memory.

As always when the time comes.

‘Before the return, I’d never seen Hemera.

But I don’t remember an elf named Hemera.

Maybe that’s….

Even if the plan succeeded without my interference, wouldn’t it be self-destruction?

There would be no chance of getting my sister back in any way.

‘…It’s none of my business.’

Assuming that’s the case.

“Mikhail.”

Then came the set.

She leaned her back against the rock I was sitting on right next to me.

“What is this all of a sudden?”

“just.”

Set laughed at that.

“Somehow, I thought it would be better for me to be by your side.”

“…What are you talking about?”

It really is a useless meddling.