Absolute Regression Chapter 840

Episode 840: Only I’m Protecting You

“What do you mean, ‘We are the ones who destroy the law?’”

Geommugeuk calmly answered the question of the Muhwangshin Sword.

“It’s exactly as it is. The destruction law is for me and the four of you.”

Still, they looked as if they didn’t understand.

When the fire weapon unleashed the Dark Heaven Soul Jutsu, the mysterious energy in my dantian reacted. That’s why I accepted it instead of avoiding it.

When you met the fire weapon in the room earlier, your body began to move on its own with the spell you learned from the princess goddess, as if your choice was right.

Then, the energy of the Six Paths of Energy, which had been entrenched in my inner strength, merged into one, and began to circulate through my entire body’s veins.
But that wasn’t all. The energy, imbued with mystical power, began to emanate outward.

Ss …

As the energy emerged into the world, its mystique reached its peak, shining brightly like a light bestowed upon the chosen ones.

Surprisingly, no one there saw or felt the energy. Even Hwamugi, the master of this space, was oblivious to the situation.
Only Geommugeuk saw and felt the energy.

The light emanating from the Sword Dance Theater extended to the four people who had come with them. They didn’t realize that the energy of the Six Paths of Origin was enveloping them.

The moment I saw that sight, I knew it was a sword dance.

‘Ah! This is the method of destruction.’

I could tell that the energy of the Six Paths of Origin completely overwhelmed the Dark Heavenly Soul.
And I instinctively felt that this divine energy would liberate them from this place.

I could also understand why it was said that the energy of the Six Paths of Origin could control the Fire Weapon.
Perhaps when they were liberated from this place, their innate energy, internal energy, and even martial arts skills would all be retrieved from the Fire Weapon. This meant it would become their own power.

―If you can combine these six energies into one, you will be able to possess the greatest power of all time.

Now I know for sure why Bigwi had said that.

Hyukdocheon asked urgently.

“How can you destroy it?”

He couldn’t hide his excitement. Just as he was about to give up on getting out of here, a new situation unfolded.

“The mind technique I learned a little while ago began to activate on its own. I believe this is the one that will get you out of here.”
“What kind of mind technique is it?”
“It’s the one I learned from the Princess Divine.”

At those words, the Princess of Heaven remembered the priestess who had tried to dissuade her until the very end. It was the secret method taught by that priestess’s descendant. Had she truly seen this moment?

“What happens if you practice that method?”

Geommugeuk answered Hyukdocheon’s question.

“As I said before, I don’t know. Will your soul perish and fall into eternal sleep? Will you be reborn as someone else’s baby? Will you return to the past? Will you go to paradise? Will you go to hell? Or will you enter someone else’s body? Heaven will decide your fate.”

The sword dance drama never forgot a single joke.

“If by any chance you ever enter someone else’s body, please come find me and give me a little signal. Wouldn’t it be nice to have a drink?”

I thought it might actually happen because I said it so casually.

Geommugeuk told Hyukdocheon something unexpected.

“And please call the Heavenly Horse Spirit as well.”

Hyukdocheon was surprised by the unexpected request.

“Are you serious?”
“Yes.”

It seemed as if he was connected to Hyukdocheon by spirit, and Cheonmahon immediately appeared there.

“You’ve been through all that together, so I should give you a chance to choose.”

Cheonmahon looked somewhat surprised, as if he hadn’t expected that even he would be taken care of.

“I tried to kill you?”

There was another reason why the Geommu Theater called him.

“This is a courtesy to the Heavenly Demon Spirits. Your Heavenly Demon Spirits are beings who shouldn’t be so carelessly abandoned, right?”

Cheonmahon’s gaze wavered slightly. When Geomwoojin’s Cheonmahon forgave Hwamugi’s Cheonmahon, he had felt anew the kind of person he had been. And now, through his son, he felt the same emotion.

The sword dance spoke to him as it spoke to other souls.

“I don’t know what will become of you.”

Geommugeuk looked up at the sky through the window. It was a sky where the mountains were upside down, and the sun and moon were together.

“Still, I believe one thing: that sky won’t be as strange as this one. I’ll ask you at the end, so think about it carefully.”

Geommugeuk looked at Hyukdocheon.

“Since you have the most refreshing personality, I’d like to ask you first. Do you believe in my method of destruction?”

This was what Hyukdocheon still feared the most.

“Are you sure you won’t go to hell?”

Geommu-geuk had said before that being imprisoned for three hundred years was like hell, and he wouldn’t go to hell.
But now he was being honest.

“Honestly, I don’t know. How could I know?”

Rather, it gave strength to Hyukdocheon’s decision.

“Yeah, how would you know?”

He had always lived his life the way he wanted. Because he didn’t want to be here anymore.

“I’m going! Now, execute the destruction law before it’s too late!”
“I should ask the others.”

Hyukdocheon shouted to the others.

“Stop hesitating and decide quickly! If you don’t want to go, get out!”

The Wuhuangsingeom didn’t hesitate in his decision. It wasn’t because of Hyukdocheon’s urging, but because he had already made up his mind.

“Okay, let’s go. It’s time to see the end.”

I had no desire to go to paradise. Either I would go to hell, or I would simply sleep eternally. It was time to end this life.

“Thank you.”

The Emperor of the Emperor politely offered his thanks. Thanks to the Sword Dance, the agony and distress that had plagued him for so many years had vanished.

“I’d be happy to go anywhere you send me.”

The sword dance was also greeted with a polite bow.

“I’d love to see you again and treat you to a proper meal.”
Next up was Ju Ga-shin. He was amazed that Hyuk Do-cheon and Mu Hwang-singeom had made the same decision.

“It’s the first time in so many years that those two have been of one mind.”

The Lord God conveyed his feelings to the two people, feelings he had never revealed before.

“You thought I was some insidious, insidious being. I just hated you and found you annoying. To the point where I didn’t even want to talk to you.”

The Emperor Mu-Hwang-Shin-Geom was surprised that he was saying this to him.

“Why didn’t you just show your annoyance earlier?”

Hyukdocheon also added a word.

“So you’re being sneaky. Saying something like this at this moment.”

The Lord of the Lord finally accepted the words of the Emperor of the Lord of the Lord.

“Annoying humans!”

Finally, Joo Ga-shin asked Geommu-geuk one favor.

“Tell the Apostle Lord to grant his wish. He’ll understand if I tell him so.”

The sword dance could guess what it was.

“That wind will threaten us and the martial arts world, but I will still deliver it.”

The last thing the Lord of the Lord wanted to see was not a human, but the Red Wolf he had been carrying around.
If he were to be born as a beast, he wanted to be born as a wolf like the Red Wolf.

This time, Geommugeuk looked at the Princess of Heaven. Though she had previously mocked and ridiculed him, the gaze she gave him was no different from that of any other person.

“Everyone is leaving, so Your Majesty, you should leave too.”

The Princess of Heaven could tell from the way Geommu-geuk treated her. This wasn’t something that could be done with pretense.

‘He was a different person from the start.’

Why on earth is this guy doing this?

I thought that harboring such a mindset was like a small bird looking at a great bird flying in the sky and wondering, “Why does it have to work so hard to fly so high?”

“Perhaps you still have that heavenly gift from three hundred years ago.”

He was obsessed with the will of heaven until the very end.

“Actually, I have no interest in the will of heaven. I can hardly keep my own will, so how can I live with concern for the will of heaven?”

Geommugeuk conveyed his honest feelings to the Princess of Heaven.

“Of course, there are times when I too lean into fate. I just want to think, ‘This is just fate.’ Looking back, those were always difficult times for me. They were so painful that I wanted to run away.”

The Princess of Heaven’s expression was hard. She was now questioning whether the Heavenly Palace was perhaps an escape from reality.

Was he saying this to mock himself? But Geommugeuk’s eyes were too clear and deep for that to be the case.

“Your Majesty, you value the will of heaven so highly, but did they?”
“Who are you referring to?”
“The guardian princesses who tried to protect you, and the countless others who died in that war? Did they really sacrifice their lives for the will of heaven?” ”
!”
“No. They simply trusted and followed your will. It wasn’t some prophecy that suddenly fell from the blue, but they trusted the judgment of the princess who had cared for them their entire lives.”

Geommugeuk looked into his eyes and asked.

“Do you remember what your mind was like before you told the people around you about the will of heaven?”

The Princess of Heaven couldn’t answer.
Instead, she asked in a subdued voice.

“If I leave here, will I be able to meet them?”

The sword dance stared at him silently.

“There is no such thing as prophecy anymore, so don’t ask. Now do as Your Majesty wishes.”

Without waiting for his answer, Geommugeuk looked at Cheonmahon.

“Would you like to go together?”

Surprisingly, Cheonmahon shook his head.
It was a decision made after remembering his own great nature.

I haven’t lived honorably for the past three hundred years, but at least for the last time.

“My mind was so polluted that I became a body that should not be reborn.”

In the end, it will not be a messy Cheonmahon, but a dignified Cheonmahon.

The last person Cheonmahon saw was Hyukdocheon. He didn’t say a word to him. He stared at him silently for a moment, then disappeared without a sound.

Unfortunately, now was not the time to be lost in the emotions of his disappearance.

“There is not much time left now.”

Geommugeuk said, holding out both hands.

“Draw a circle and hold the hand of the person next to you.”

Hyukdocheon shouted with a frown.

“You want me to catch you again?”

* * *

Hwamugi was recalling what Geommugeuk had said.

-I’ll listen.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got.

‘You cheeky bastard, you pity me!’

But Hwamugi knew. Geommugeuk was sincere when he spoke those words. He sincerely wanted to hear his story.

It was something I tried to forget, even thinking about it made me angry.
But I couldn’t. The more I tried to forget, the more vivid the impression it left.

‘What on earth do you have to say?’

The firearm clenched its fist.

At that moment, Kwon Ma’s voice was heard.

“There is only one moment left.”

The tension was high there. An hour had already passed, and now only a moment remained.

Geumwoojin was looking up at the sky, his hands clasped behind his back.
Kwonma knew the cult leader better than anyone, but at least at this moment, he couldn’t even imagine what he was thinking.

At that time, the leader of the Pungcheon Church approached Geom Woo-jin and asked in a whisper.

“You’re not really trying to kill the author, are you?”

Geom Woo-jin didn’t answer the question.
The leader of the Pungcheon sect felt a slight sense of unease. Even if he didn’t answer, he should have at least given a look that said, “How could I kill you?” But Geom Woo-jin’s tightly clenched lips revealed a certain determination.

The leader of the Pungcheon Church said that this was no big deal.

“Even if I’m trapped in that body, there’s bound to be a way to get out. You know what kind of person my son is, don’t you? I’m sorry I’m late. There are too many people chattering inside, so I’m late.’ He’ll wake up and say, ‘I’m late.'”

Geom Woo-jin turned his head and looked at him.
The moment their eyes met, the leader of the Pungcheon sect knew he was truly determined to kill him.

“Are you crazy?”

It was the first time the leader of the Pungcheon sect had used rude language toward Geom Woo-jin.
But neither Geom Woo-jin, nor Kwon Ma, nor anyone else said anything.

“It’s good to be cool-headed, and it’s good to keep your word, but what on earth are you trying to do now?”

The leader of the Pungcheon sect shouted at Geom Woo-jin and everyone else.

“Don’t even dream about it.”

The leader of the Pungcheon sect strode forward, blocking the fire weapon and revealing his momentum.

“If you’re going to kill Lee Ja, you’ll have to kill me first.”

Everyone stared at him in silence.
The leader of the Fengchun sect asked for help from the Sword King, with whom they had become quite close.

“You, will you help me?”

The Sword King didn’t immediately agree. If Sword Woojin had decided to kill his son, how could he have made that decision without a second thought? He must have had some plan or intention unknown to him.

Of course, if Geumwoojin really tried to kill Hwamugi, then he would not have just stood by and watched and acted.

“You said we were friends! You even gave me a sword and shoes! If you keep acting like this, I won’t name your bar!”

I haven’t come forward now. For the sake of the Fengchun cult leader.

Jin Pae-cheon, the leader of the martial arts world, also felt the same way. He believed that Geom Woo-jin would not kill Hwa-mu-gi.

At that time, Baek Ja-gang, the leader of the Apostolic Alliance who had been silent, stepped forward.

“It is not right to protect the author.”

All eyes were on him. He could clearly sense what Cheon Sal-seong was thinking.

“The author planned to kill us all. You know better than anyone else.”

The person who had the most knowledge of dark magic was the leader of the Fengchun sect.
The leader of the Fengchun sect looked back at the fire weapon behind him.

“Of course there’s a conspiracy. There must be a grand, grand conspiracy. Otherwise, why would he be like this? He’d try to kill me, the one who protects him.”
“But why are you doing that?”

The leader of the Pungcheon Church spoke to everyone.

“Even so, I can’t kill the cult leader.”

Everyone stared silently at the leader of the Pungcheon cult. While this might have been expected of a super-evil soma, the leader of the Pungcheon cult was a bit unexpected.
Everyone realized anew that just as much as he’d cursed and grumbled in places where the Sword Dance Theater wasn’t present, so too had he been the one protecting him in those places where he wasn’t present.

At that moment, the voice of the fire weapon was heard from behind.

“What on earth is the leader of the cult doing to you that you are doing this to him?”

The leader of the Pungcheon Church looked back at the fire weapon.

“Did you fall for the sweet words of the cult leader who was trying to please him?”

The leader of the Pungcheon Church looked at him and asked.

“Have you ever said even one sweet word to anyone?”

The fire weapon didn’t respond.
It was a relationship I couldn’t understand. No, it was starting to make sense, and that annoyed me.

‘This damn cult leader!’

Hwamugi looked into his own mind. For a moment, he was so absorbed in their conversation that he forgot about the sword dance.

The fire weapon, peering into his mind, was startled. They were standing in a circle, holding hands.
A sense of foreboding overtook him, and he blurted out without realizing it.

“no.”

It was a soft remark, but the leader of the Pungcheon Church, who was right in front of him, heard it.

“Okay!”

The leader of the Pungcheon sect turned to him and shouted.

“The cult leader? The cult leader is finally moving? Come out and see!”

The leader of the Fengchun sect looked into Hwamugi’s eyes and shouted even louder.

“I’m the only one protecting you!”