Genius Regressor Makes Mythic Items Chapter 476

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Episode 476

Episode 476. The Golden Apple (4)

A greenish-gray aura.

This energy is none other than the one I have seen and experienced countless times before.

‘Isn’t that Echidna’s dragon power?’

It was the power of the second solvent, Echidna.

And an aura darker than darkness.

‘Even instruments? Why is this…?’

Even the musical instrument is a mythical stat.

The appearance of unexpected energies.

“Sijun. Where did you get this?!”

Shimun asked Shijun in a hurry.

“Uhm… …Just a moment.”

Sijun, who had been rolling his eyes, entered the gap in the space he had escaped from.

Po-ok!

I put my head back in.

Is that why?

“Sister… … The story… is… over… right?”

Sijun’s voice continued briefly, but only for a moment.

Take that little head out soon.

“Extension. Connect.”

Let’s make a seal here and there with our fingers.

thud.

An eight-meter-tall giant falls into the gap in space.

The poem that recognized him.

“Weir. The injury is okay… … .”

I called Weir with a happy expression, but that was it.

“ah…….”

Did I have a bad dream?

Turned white.

Buzz.

Weir, a giant body that can drop up to 8 meters.

At that sight, he couldn’t even speak properly.

“Mr. Whale? What’s wrong?”

A small child who can’t even reach Weir’s lap.

Sijun uploaded it.

Also, just like Si-Jun before.

Phew!

In the gap of the open space next to it.

“Siyeon?”

“Hehehe! Dad!”

A demonstration that appears with only a small face sticking out.

Siyeon, who smiled brightly towards the poem, soon.

“Come on! Whale Achi! Quickly tell Daddy.”

He looked up at Weir with Sijun and shouted loudly.

Only you can see it.

“Whale Achi knows… … .”

“Just as it is.”

Looking up at an angle.

* * *

The gaze of two children looking up.

And it’s much bigger than both of them.

“Wayre?”

Even the platinum colored dragon, which can be considered quite small compared to his own height.

Considering his huge size, is he actually quite shy?

“I, I… … .”

Weir showed signs of agitation that did not fit his 8-meter-tall frame, but that was all.

soon.

“Whale Achi?”

“What? You forgot already?”

Sijun and Siyeon were tapping my leg.

“… … .”

The shaking suddenly stopped.

“What did you just… … ask me?”

As if giving it my all.

Weir asked with his eyes wide open.

“No. I didn’t really ask… … .”

Shimun looked momentarily embarrassed.

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Isn’t that right?

The necklace that Sijun gave me.

On the traces of this necklace, which is believed to have stopped the silent Radon.

‘It was Sijun who called Weir, but… … .’

Didn’t Sijun suddenly call Weir?

Did you read the expression on the poet’s face?

or not.

“Oh really. Whale Achi… … .”

Bam.

Is it because of the demonstration of tapping my leg?

“Oh! Right! That necklace!”

Weir quickly came to his senses and looked at the necklace that Shimun was holding.

“Kim Si-moon. As you know, that necklace… … .”

The back of the poem.

“This is an item that blocks the Guardian Radon, a mortal element of the Golden Apple task here.”

I looked at the giant dragon Radon, which had stopped.

Naturally.

“That’s it. I know that.”

A poem that follows Weir and turns its gaze to Radon.

At this, Weir let out a sigh of relief.

“Yes. I can guess what you’re curious about. You’re probably curious about where this necklace came from.”

He nodded slowly and held something out.

Sarak.

A torn piece of black-toned cloth.

The poem that confirmed it properly.

“Is this Rechina’s?”

I remembered the existence of a dress made of that fabric.

“Yes.”

Weir nodded with a stern face.

“After you hid me in the barrier, Rechina chased after me not long after.”

“that!”

A surprising poem.

It was natural.

‘I thought you just missed it. Did it go to Weir?’

Aren’t vampires the race with the most evasion and movement abilities?

It was a poem that I thought escaped through a unique evasion technique.

You chased Weir?

Within.

‘That’s right, that blood magic that was the oath of sacrifice or something!’

Shimun, who realized the reason why he was able to track Weir, opened his eyes wide for a moment.

“Yes, Kim Si-moon. It’s as you expected.”

Upon seeing this, Weir nodded calmly.

“Letchina has been tracking me through blood magic called the Oath of Sacrifice. But… … .”

The words that were continuing are slightly blurred.

He sees two small, white children looking up at him from below.

“this…….”

I see Siyeon and Sijun.

“These two people… … So these kids… … .”

The writer mumbled something.

Therefore.

“Wayre?”

Shimun tilted his head with questioning eyes for a moment.

“Haa… … Whale Achi?”

Siyeon’s voice filled with a strange sense of frustration.

and.

“Don’t be nervous.”

“That’s right. We did a good job.”

Bam.

Shiyeon and Sijun again tap Weir’s leg.

“Oh, that’s right! You did a great job!!”

Weir nodded quickly.

“With the help of these two children, I was able to recover my body and tear Rechina apart!”

He continued speaking hurriedly.

“the kids are?”

For a moment, Shimun’s gaze turned to the two children.

“Heehee!”

“lol.”

Siyeon and Sijun smiling brightly.

The smiles of the two children brought a smile to Shimun’s face.

Naturally.

‘Come to think of it, I said that the red liquid in Sijun’s hand earlier was a healing potion.’

The red liquid I saw when I first handed over the necklace.

and.

‘I was making a healing potion with my older sister! Then Mr. Whale made a bang! and it spilled it!’

I think back to what Sijun said.

“As expected… … my pretty babies!”

A poem in which two children are hugged tightly with both arms.

“You must have been very scared, but you did a good job of staying calm.”

Was it nice to be caressed with so much affection, even to the point of being stroked on the head?

“lol!”

“dad!”

Siyeon and Sijun delved deeper into the embrace of poetry.

“There is nothing better than doing well.”

“that’s right.”

With his face buried in the corner of his ear, he listened to the poem.

“We can do anything for our dad?”

“Yeah. Really… anything.”

Two children whispering softly.

Is it because of that small, precious voice?

Or maybe it’s because I whispered it close to your sensitive ear?

Shudder.

For a moment, my body trembles with an unidentifiable goosebumps.

“you…….”

Shimun looked up and saw the faces of the two children. He smiled warmly.

“This dad also feels the same way about our Siyeon and Sijun!”

Wow!

I held the two children tightly in my arms again.

Is that all?

“Oh my! These pretty things!”

Kiss kiss.

A poem that touches the cheeks of two children and their lips.

so that.

“Kim Si-moon. You really are… … a fool.”

Couldn’t see.

“What a horrible… idiot.”

I’m talking about Weir’s face looking down at me.

Of course, Weir’s attitude did not last long.

“My dad is not stupid!”

“Whale Achi. Do you want to get in trouble?”

It was because of the two children who protested immediately.

The poem that had those children on both cheeks.

“Haha! Weir. You heard? I see you don’t have any children, but if you do, you’ll be very strong and supportive.”

I got up with a smile on my face, but that was it.

“What do you think? Aren’t you jealous?”

“ah…….”

On Weir’s face, which had turned pale.

“Huh? Wayr?”

Shimun blinked his eyes.

He met the poem and his eyes.

“Oh, yeah. That’s… …reassuring.”

gulp!

He shook his head and tried to raise the corners of his mouth.

“I’m so jealous.”

really.

“I really mean this.”

I say this with all my heart.

Within.

“Ahem! Anyway.”

As if trying to shake something off.

Weir closed his eyes and opened them again.

“That necklace belonged to Letina. She was said to have prevented Malone Radon from being sent to watch.”

He continued speaking right away.

“iced coffee.”

The poem let out a small exclamation.

The reason was simple.

‘The message earlier clearly said that Radon smelled blood.’

Radon smelled blood and started to act as a sentinel.

Given that the system specifically mentioned the ‘smell of blood’.

‘The condition that moves radon, the mortal element here, is the smell of blood.’

so.

‘It was Letina, a vampire, who had this necklace, not Artisan, an Asura.’

Better than artisan.

It must be Rechina who is inseparable from blood and has the necklace.

the problem is.

“A vampire… … .”

It was because of the vampire race.

Isn’t that right?

‘Echidna, musical instruments, and even the Asura tribe.’

Looking back on the past days.

‘It makes sense if you associate it with Emperor Gongsun Xianyuan, but… … .’

However, it was possible to find sufficient connections with the celestial world.

‘What does this have to do with vampires?’

Aren’t you a vampire?

The highest level race within the arena.

Because apart from this, I couldn’t find any common ground or connection.

Have you noticed the heart of this poem?

I quickly took my eyes off the serious poem.

Glancing at the children below me.

“And then… … .”

Weir opens his mouth cautiously.

“and?”

Shimun blinked at his serious appearance.

“According to Rechina, it seems like the Crown Prince is involved in this matter.”

“Crown Prince?”

I tilted my head at the following words.

It was natural.

“If vampires are considered royalty… … .”

Like any of the top races in the Galaxy Arena.

Aren’t vampires also divided into classes even among the same species?

And among them, you are treated as royalty?

This is coming soon.

“Only true vampires?”

Because it refers to a very small number of vampires called true blood.

Therefore.

“Yes. If he is called the crown prince, he is probably a strong candidate to become the next vampire emperor.”

Weir nodded with a somewhat heavy face.

“But Rechina said so.”

In his subsequent words:

“Musical instrument. The mysterious energy contained in that necklace belongs to my crown prince.”

“what?!”

Shimun opened his eyes wide.

Isn’t that right?

Isn’t the current owner of the instrument none other than Shimun?

He is the leader of the Seven Demon Kings right now.

-No. What the hell is this? I made the instrument, so why is there a vampire all of a sudden?

Lucifer, the creator of musical instruments, is now in the poet’s left eye.

“The instrument belongs to the crown prince?”

Suddenly a true-blooded vampire is the owner of a musical instrument?

obviously.

‘Hey. Lucifer, you… … .’

The poem went straight to Lucifer, the person involved, but that was it.

-Brother. I’ll tell you in advance, I never got along with vampires. When I founded the Seven Demons, I didn’t even consider those bastards.

Before the words were even finished.

-You know, hyung, right? Even though I don’t know if I’m being sly, I can’t stand people around me being sly.

To Lucifer’s flying reply.

‘It’s a boast. Inma.’

-So what? If you want to live comfortably, you need to be considerate of others.

‘That’s crazy.’

A moment of absurd laughter escaped me.

“Wait a minute. But Rechina said that herself?”

The poem reaffirms the small questions that arise.

“Yes.”

“Is there any chance that it’s a lie?”

Added one more doubt.

Given Letina’s personality, isn’t that more than enough?

but.

“I’ll just say that there is absolutely no such thing.”

Weir shook his head sharply and denied.

I don’t know why.

“okay?”

To Weir’s definitive answer that reflects absolute certainty.

“That’s right… … .”

Shimun rested his chin on his hand without asking any more questions.

Of course, the worries didn’t last long.

The vampire prince and his instruments.

Due to these two clues.

‘Lucifer. Is this what I think it is?’

I can guess what it is.

just as expected.

-Oh. You’re right, hyung.

Lucifer immediately expressed his approval.

-One of the seven sins. Or more, that true vampire, the crown prince, possesses.

Lucifer’s confidence grew stronger than his own guess.

‘That’s good.’

Shimun nodded his head slightly.

It wasn’t a crowd.

‘I heard that there are Seven Sins in this Shinwha Arena… … .’

Mahabali, the king of the divine realm of Patali.

The situation is that the seven sins were discovered through his report.

‘I never thought I would come across so many sins like this.’

Haven’t you figured out another track record?

Shimun nodded with a satisfied expression.

“Thank you, Weir.”

He expressed his gratitude to Weir.

but.

“Thanks to you, I got valuable information.”

Does this kind of gratitude feel unfamiliar to you?

“… … .”

Somewhat shaky.

Meanwhile, Weir glanced at the children below with a confused face.

“Ahem! It’s nothing. That wicked woman recited it herself.”

He coughed in vain and looked away.

A giant measuring 8 meters.

Cute behavior that doesn’t suit him.

“Still, I’m grateful. It’s really important information to me.”

The smiling poem once again expressed its gratitude for a moment.

“Then could you wait a moment? I need to check with Radon for a moment.”

I shook the necklace I was holding lightly.

Weir saw this.

“Anyway, it’s impossible for me to get the golden apple by myself. Let’s wait.”

I shook my head slightly.

“Okay. I’ll be right back.”

Taat.

The poem quickly kicked the floor, and the 100-headed dragon clan fell silent.

We headed towards Radon.

Was the necklace really effective?

Flutter.

The head is the most central, flapping wings.

Even though I’ve reached the point where my hair is gray.

“… … .”

“… … .”

Radon, which doesn’t even make a small sound.

Shimun put his hand on the head of such a gray dragon.

Kiiing!

Activated the left eye’s optic nerve.

OK.

Woohoo.

With distinct tinnitus.

Sasa sak!

Even every single blood vessel in the radon was projected in a row.

A poem that quickly scanned through about 100 heads.

“also…….”

He nodded briefly.

‘Echidna and human fusion. Radon is definitely a dragon born from this.’

And broaden your senses a bit more.

‘Then there must be something like a core dragon heart… … .’

The moment when radon digs deep into the body.

Heart pounding.

I can hear a heartbeat.

It wasn’t just by contact with Radon’s heart.

Thump!

The sound of your heartbeat becomes clearer.

Following.

‘Wait a minute. This structure. Somewhere… … .’

Of course, the poem on Radon’s strangely familiar heart.

-Oppa? This is totally… … !

The moment when even the Philosopher’s Stone reacts.

Kuuung!!

A strong shock hit the poem.

Phaaaat!

An intense light engulfed Shimun’s vision.

* * *

Swaaaaaaaaa… … .

It’s raining cats and dogs.

Therefore.

‘Here is… … .’

There was no time to even understand the situation.

“The weather is really nice. Doesn’t it suit an important day like today?”

Damn it.

Through the rain.

“Your noble godmother.”

So familiar.

‘Solomon!’

A masked man walked out.

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