Archmage Transcending Through Regression Chapter 90

At the time when the demons descended before the return of

episode 90 , the power of the demons far exceeded the ability and potential of humans.

It wasn’t that I was being pushed helplessly.

The cost of negligence, accumulated over dozens of hundreds of years, was greater than expected.

and us

Expedition Argo had to narrow the gap by paying countless costs on the front line.

I was desperate.

I went beyond my limits to close the gap and created all sorts of solutions, even shortening lifespan if necessary.

And among them….

“Stop that! Oh no!”

There was also a way to stir the demon’s head and make it vomit.

Of course, the devil who scratched his head like that will be completely degraded….

‘It’s none of my business.’

It doesn’t matter to me how the devil dies or suffers.

Self-employed anyway.

The spell used on Draculion was entering my head.

“Hmm, was it like this?”

As I checked the formula, I began to understand it to some extent.

How Draculion was resurrected before returning and how he got his mighty power.

‘It’s a reversal spell…’

Simply put, he twisted the nature of the god.

Perhaps the divine object had the power of ‘recovery’. As a god, it must have been the power that bestowed enormous vitality.

but reversed it.

From the power to ‘give’ life force to the power to ‘extort’ that life force.

“…You’ve created a troublesome spell, Mayrille. I couldn’t have known that much.”

[Is that enough?]

“That’s about it. It’s nothing else, it’s a reversal of the divine. If I didn’t know the original spell, I’d probably have a lot of trouble dealing with it.”

[Hmm….]

Set groaned.

In fact, even the expedition corps Argo, which was composed of leading people from each lineage before returning, had to prepare for a great sacrifice.

‘…Ariandel gave half of his remaining life as a price.’

It all happened because I didn’t know about the order.

[Anyway, now that you know the order itself, it doesn’t matter?]

“That’s right. Because I figured it out.”

At my words, Set glared at the demon with cold eyes.

[Then it must mean there is no need to leave it alone.]

“Well, that’s right.”

At this point, his mental manipulation is already ineffective.

It’s not even the state of mind that can sustain it.

“Uhhhh…“

There were cracks all over his body.

It is in such a precarious state that it would not be strange even if he died right away.

“I’m sure I can’t use it anymore.”

If it wasn’t for me, the other half of the territories would have been sacrificed.

There is no room for sympathy except for being the devil.

I grabbed his face.

As long as the mental manipulation is resolved anyway, there is no need to worry about the confusion of the residents.

If the true face of the sage is revealed, it will help to evacuate the residents from this area.

“Ah ah…“

Goodbye.”

Divine power wrapped around his body.

The cracked body disintegrated and the creature began to completely disintegrate in the bright light.

and after a while

The demon who tried to sacrifice countless people was completely annihilated.

* * *

“How did it go?”

As soon as I came out, Lian asked me.

I responded with a shrug.

“Looks like it’s resolved.”

“The most important issue still remains. Now, even that is only a matter of time.”

Demon problem solved.

However, in the first place, the devil was only the starting point, and the result, Draculion, is in a fine situation….

“One thing is certain. Draculion is already in a state where he can break the seal on his own no matter what time it is.”

“What do you mean by that!”

After doing a few things in the village, Chepes returned and shouted.

“Father can break the seal himself! No way! My father is in the hands of the Holy Knight Commander…”

“It was sealed. I know. But what if that was his plan from there.”

“Please don’t…!”

“Yes, it is not ‘sealed’. He was just waiting for the right time and building up his strength.”

Being sealed is generally regarded as a punishment.

But Draculion’s case was different.

immortality.

A body that neither ages nor dies.

In addition, the enormous power that has not yet been fully captured….

In other words, to him, sealing is not a punishment, but an optimal training ground.

Hearing this, Chepesch’s complexion turned pale.

“In that case, we need to come up with a plan immediately…!”

“That’s why we moved the villagers. It is literally the bare minimum.”

All the villagers in the area were moved.

At least it’s not an exaggeration to say that there’s no way he’ll absorb the people of the territory as soon as he’s resurrected.

“Then next…?”

“There is nothing wrong.”

Anyway, dragging time will only make Draculion’s power stronger.

You don’t have to do good things for nothing.

“It has to end right away.”

“…Uhm?”

I said to Chepes, who couldn’t hide his embarrassment.

“it’s okay. Four like this would be enough.”

“That’s right.”

“Just before that.”

I looked straight at Chepes.

He said he was ready, but it couldn’t be easier said than done.

Isn’t it like putting a knife on your father?

“If it’s hard, you don’t have to participate. Because I can fully understand the situation. If you tell me now, between us…”

“No, it’s okay.”

Chepesch answered firmly.

“Rather, I have to deal with it. It’s a family thing.”

“…Is that so.”

Even before the return, I didn’t know much about this man named Chepeshu.

We never fought together.

However, I have never been able to communicate through conversation even once.

But like everyone else.

I know he was carrying a guilt that he couldn’t relieve.

‘Before the regression, there was no opportunity to resolve it.’

Draculion was purified by our hands and he found out too late.

I couldn’t finish it with my own hands.

Since I couldn’t solve anything, the pain would have remained in my heart without being resolved.

“great.”

I nodded.

“Let’s go together.”

* * *

Crossing the barrier we made our way to the coffin where Draculion was sealed.

Just like when I first came, the horrendous scenery where I could see nothing but ruins everywhere I looked.

How far did he advance like that while riding a horse?

After a good few hours, we were able to reach our destination.

“…haha.”

Seeing this, Cepes let out a dry laugh.

“Long time no see. really.”

Draculion Mansion.

The place where Draculion greeted everyone in a rush was none other than the family’s mansion.

As if searching for a memory, he closed his eyes for a moment and was lost in thought.

Then he said.

“My father made me into an immortal monster here.”

“Is that so.”

“Then he spoke to me, writhing in pain, raising his maddened eyes.”

how are you son

“Aren’t you satisfied…Called.”

“….”

“What was absurd was that at the time, my father had no ill will toward me.”

It was a really terribly twisted parental bond.

As a father, Draculion wanted to give his son the best gift.

so that.

It gave him a body that could withstand the reality he would create in the future.

“This terrible situation was the goodwill my father gave me as a son. It twists as much as it twists…”

“Is it possible?”

Of course, it would be me who would deal with Draculion.

Right now, there is no one other than me who can face him.

But that’s not what it means.

Can a son stand up to his father? In a way, it is an act that has nothing to say even if it is called immorality.

I already heard the answer.

Still, I asked one more time.

“Can you really raise your sword against your father?”

He responded to my words in a dry voice.

“If you don’t, you will regret it even more in the future. I think it’s better to be a pervert in the world than to help your parents fall.”

Neither side would be clear to him, but his decision was anyway.

I nodded.

If you answered that to my second question in front of this mansion, I have nothing more to say.

We entered the mansion.

“…Are you better than expected?”

Ryan looked around with a slightly perplexed expression.

“In a way, you can say that it is the source of the problem. But why does this place seem to be the most intact among the inside of the wall?”

“Because the owner wanted it that way.”

I murmured, recalling the memories before returning.

Even when the whole area became a land of death, this mansion was still intact.

Or rather, the more the surroundings were destroyed, the more the mansion found life.

Grass and flowers sprout.

The tree bears fruit.

Now that I think about it, this mansion must have been a place where Draculion couldn’t compromise.

ties with family.

Memories he so longed for.

And in the center was a pure white coffin. surrounded by grass and flowers.

The coffin was bound with dozens of layers of iron chains.

Even that was not enough, so the place was sealed with paper engraved with sacred characters.

“…You mean you can break through that on your own, Bocchan?”

“Oh right now.”

Of course, it took quite a while for Draculion to completely digest half of his life.

But I have no intention of leaving it that way.

After all, the one that gets stronger as time goes by is over there.

‘Draculion probably won’t come out of the coffin at all.’

He must be confident that he will be able to collect the rest of the sacrifices as long as he digests his strength.

But there is no way.

“Sir Cepes.”

“Tell me.”

“I think we should destroy the mansion a bit.”

At my words, Chepesch frowned for a moment and was silent.

but within

“…sun. do it.”

Tzepesch didn’t say anything else without hiding his complex expression.

just fix the window.

“If you have to break it, you have to break it. damn this…The board of directors was born because I couldn’t forget the scenery.”

“All right.”

I listened to the staff.

Then, he slowly collected mana.

Wrapping around the staff, mana began to vibrate violently.

6 circles worth of mana.

The mana with enough power to easily destroy a mansion shook the earth.

and.

“Earthqua…It

was the moment when he was about to cast the 6th circle magic Earthquake.

< Dare. >

A voice was heard from the coffin right before the magic manifested.

at the same time.

Caang!

The mana that was under my control just before burst.

It exploded suddenly in the air, and the aftermath reached me.

An excruciating pain followed immediately.

“Mikhail!”

“young master!”

Lian and the butler reacted right next to him, but he couldn’t afford to answer.

I was convinced by that reaction just now.

< You dare to take my place. >

Black energy began to flow from the coffin. The ground shook and the chains restraining the coffin rattled precariously.

Within.

Caang!

It cut off with a sharp sound.

Even that wasn’t enough, so the sacred letters that were trying to seal the coffin were also ripped out.

“…ah.”

Chepesch raised his voice.

A terribly distorted face.

The hand holding the spear began to tremble.

A skinny hand appeared in the black smoke.

As soon as I saw it, I spoke to Lian and the butler in a low voice.

“Prepare.”

Rian drew his sword and the butler prepared his magic and was ready to use it right away.

< Foolish visitors. >

With that, the coffin was completely opened.

Then, through the black smoke, he appeared.

< I will not forgive you! >

An immortal monster.

Draculion.

‘This time I’ll definitely finish it.’

Unlike before the return, without sacrificing or harming anyone.

I will subdue Draculion.

Great mage who transcends by regression