Regressing with the King’s Power Chapter 664

Part 2 Episode 80

What is power?

What is the world of imagery?

What is resurrection?

What is the meaning of existence?

These were the things Rosaria was constantly thinking about after regaining her memories.

She disappeared, but returned and regained her body.

I lost my memory, but got it back.

With that experience.

‘Extinction means being forgotten.’

She was able to strengthen her own imagery.

The deeper your understanding of the world, the deeper your thinking.

Her imaginary world expanded, and her presence as a succubus queen grew bigger day by day.

[You are the second person to be sealed.]

She muttered as she strengthened the magic power she had put into Typhon’s body.

The five elements that bloomed from Typhon’s body attacked her.

The tentacles burn in flames.

Compared to the flames of the Demon King of the past, it doesn’t even tickle.

The tentacles are torn apart by the wind.

It is insignificant compared to the wind created by one’s own tentacles.

Tentacles and body are electrocuted by lightning.

It is at a level of power that has been fully tested through Spirit King Zenki.

The sharply forged rock pierced my body.

It doesn’t feel as much pain as the thorn that Gilper used.

The deep sea impedes breathing.

It’s bearable compared to the pressure I experienced from the image of my doppelganger.

[Is this all it is?]

Rosaria recovered with ultra-fast regeneration and multiplied her tentacles.

The piercing tentacle dug in, ignoring the elements.

[What a cute resistance, Typhon!!]

Likewise, Rosaria burst into laughter as she looked at the body regenerating at high speed.

Although I was smiling, I couldn’t deny that a bitter feeling was blooming in my heart.

This is because the giant king before our eyes is just a shell with no reason.

Originally, the goal was to revive only Typhon’s body and then move it through space.

Her power to tailor space to her liking.

An elven who can use infinite magical power by assimilating with a divine beast.

The existence of a contractor who can accept all of their powers.

They were confident that if they, as enormous beings, joined forces, they could resurrect the Typhon they remembered.

However, the plan changed due to a variable called Igmun.

Typhon, who has been consumed by Igmun’s magic, cannot be moved to where the divine beast is.

‘Here we resurrect Typhon.’

she knows

If you are the person you are now, you can resurrect Typhon even if you are not a contract with the Elven.

It is not without risk, but it is not impossible.

The problem is the possibility of Igmun’s intervention.

A glance.

She looked at the Vampire Lord who was fighting Orgal.

They don’t have a huge advantage, but they aren’t losing much either.

What we are dealing with is not divine magic, but blood-red magic.

I just remember the power and authority of the Great Supply.

‘Why aren’t you using the same power as before?’

The feeling of déjà vu I heard from Igmun.

It wasn’t just because his memory was alive.

It’s clearly hiding its power.

But for some reason, it is not revealed.

We are engaged in a boring battle with Orgal.

‘Are you observing the original woman?’

In that case, you should especially not take Typhon to a place where the gods are.

Suddenly.

One of Orgal’s arms, which was pushing Igmun, was cut off.

Although it played quickly and at high speed, its presence was noticeably reduced.

Not good.

Because Orgal’s body is weakened, a significant amount of its existence power is being consumed just by ultra-fast regeneration.

In order to completely restore the Demon Beast King, the power of Lucifer or the power of the Divine Beast is needed.

She asked Orgal to deal with Igmun, but it would be all she could do.

‘It’s literally a race against time.’

She looked into Typhon’s red eyes as she regenerated her body scratched by the elements.

I tried mental control, but it doesn’t move at all, perhaps because it lacks reason.

In other words, what makes Typhon move is the cross-shaped magicite created by Igmun.

If only it were possible to rearrange the structure of the body by breaking it or replacing it with a new magic stone.

[It is a victory for the original woman.]

Susssss.

Tsuzzzzzz.

Two magical powers bloomed from her body.

One is the natural purple color.

Another is the colorless color instilled by the Elven.

By mixing the two magical powers, a new sub-space was opened.

She does not have the talent to create magic stones that can move Typhon.

[So I made it in advance.]

Achromatic. Dark red. purple.

It is a magic stone that mixes three magical powers and maintains its physical form with the branches of the divine beast.

There is no comparison with what Igumoon hastily built.

Wow.

Dozens of tentacles tore through Typhon’s muscles.

I swung my sharply forged tentacles several times and found the cross that Igmun had planted.

The blood-red cross was shining brightly, as if I was the owner of this body.

Quang.

She struck Typhon’s fist aimed at her away with her tentacle.

Resistance is getting stronger.

[As she remembers, you were not such a stupid man.]

Kwaduk!!

She plunged the entire tentacle holding the magicite into Typhon’s chest.

A distant past.

I remembered the moment he courted me.

A long time ago.

I remembered the moment when he was prepared to disappear for himself.

So this is your moment to take risks for him.

[Remember your original wife, Typhon.]

Tsuzuzuzu-.

sssss-.

Purple and colorless magic enveloped the massive body.

Just like Taehyun, he started to forcibly implant his memories.

Memories from a distant time are replayed.

A journey that could be called time travel has begun.

* * *

[It is truly a masterpiece created by God.]

When he was born, a voice was heard.

The voice was warm and even felt reverential.

If I had known that I would never hear that voice again, I would have reacted.

Unfortunately, he did not have that level of intelligence at the time.

[Your name is Typhon.]

That’s the last word.

Typhon opened his eyes.

* * *

I spent a long time alone.

By mating with several monsters, the species was propagated.

He thought of himself as a god, but the monsters around him called him the ‘Giant King’.

[Your true self is a god, not a king.]

[So you call yourself a god?]

A long time ago. One of his sons, whose name he couldn’t remember, asked that question.

[Among those who call themselves kings, how many are proper?]

Demon King. King of Demon Sea. Fairy King. Dragon Lord. Succubus Queen.

There were people who formed a force and raged in the vast underworld, but to Typhon, they were nothing more than a laughingstock.

I can say without a doubt that he was confident that he could conquer the underworld if he wanted to.

The only thing that seems difficult is the Fairy King.

It was annoying.

I was so annoyed that I went into hibernation.

Every time he woke up, the species multiplied, and several useful children who inherited his powers were born and died.

I didn’t mind.

I had a distant dream.

Wars, adventures, and challenges taking place in a distant dream.

Those things were more interesting.

It made my heart beat.

How long has it been like that?

When I wake up from hibernation one day.

I learned that people called Grand Dukes were born.

[Those selected among the heads of each species are called Grand Dukes.]

One of the children who survived for a long time.

Erebos said so.

I got interested.

That’s why I didn’t refuse when Lilith sent me an invitation.

It was because of the expectation that people comparable to him might have appeared in reality, not in a dream.

Maybe it was because I thought I no longer had to feel lonely.

The first succubus queen at Mongma Castle. I met Lilith.

The sight of him sitting on the throne, fused with tentacles said to have been a gift from the Demon Sea King, was quite disturbing.

She was a boring woman.

She offered herself an alliance.

He proposed that we join hands and rule the underworld together.

[I was expecting it since it was the Grand Duke, but it turned out to be nothing more than I expected.]

Hahahaha.

Typhon rejected her offer with a hearty laugh.

[You arrogant giant king.]

Lilith was very angry and tried to control her mind.

Couldn’t subdue him.

Rather, what caught his attention was a small succubus.

Afterwards, it was she who visited his residence several times as Lilith’s envoy.

It was during our second meeting that I learned that the succubus’ name was Rosaria.

[Hahaha. How about becoming Rosaria’s wife and the queen of the giants?]

I courted her several times, but she received a harsh refusal in return.

[I don’t understand. you are weak Therefore, the main body’s proposal will be like an absolute blessing.]

[The Giant King. You were born strong, but you don’t seem to have any goals.]

At Rosaria’s words, her children radiated energy.

That alone made the succubus sway.

[Hehehe. Rosaria, you only live with your mouth. In the underworld, the weak are not allowed to have goals.]

[….]

[I know that you are being abused by Lilith. Sending it as an envoy would also be to lure the main body.]

Typhon thrust his huge head towards her.

[Rely on yourself at any time. I will wait until your heart surrenders.]

[….]

Rosaria returned to the Dream Castle without an answer.

How much time has passed?

Orgal and Jormungand attacked him together.

It was a pretty rough attack, but that was it.

Orgal, the great warrior of the Demonic Beast Tribe, was left in a near-dead state.

Jormungand looked embarrassed by the unexpected force.

[Hehehehe. Nothing came in.]

[I… made a mistake.]

Jormungand flicked his snake-like tongue and frowned at Odd Eye.

[It’s too late to regret it now.]

Chiiik.

A huge fire evaporated the demonic sea formed by Jormungand.

As time passes and the Demon Sea completely disappears, Jormungand’s defeat is virtually certain.

at that time.

The image of a succubus was reflected in the sea.

[Rosaria. Isn’t it the dream you’ve been interested in recently?]

It was a clumsy threat.

[With just one word from you, it wouldn’t be a problem to have Lilith kill Rosaria.]

It’s definitely a clumsy threat.

His magic gemstone was agitated.

why?

[Hmm. That’s difficult.]

[….]

The corner of Jormungand’s mouth rose at the response that exceeded expectations.

[How about making a bet with your main body?]

[Bet?]

[After all, you no longer have the pleasure of living in boredom.]

[So you are persuading your main body to die. It is indeed the tongue of the one called the King of Snakes.]

It makes you weigh the life of a dream demon and the life of a giant king.

It was truly a treacherous being.

[It is not death, but sealing. Anyway, the spell that the Underworld King casted will not allow you to die.]

[Underworld King?]

Jormungand flicked his tongue. He told me some unexpected facts.

upper and lower world.

The existence of one God.

King Sanggye and King Hagye.

And regression.

According to what he said, the seal he was subjected to would not be much different from hibernation.

He said that he would protect Rosaria from death until then.

It’s ridiculously persuasive.

But that too was nothing more than entertainment in light of the boring life.

The loneliness he had built up over a long period of time had made him insensitive to things like death and emotions.

Kwasik.

He trampled Orgal and made a pact with Jormungand.

[Let’s see if you can withstand God’s will.]

The safety of the giants and the survival of Rosaria.

It doesn’t matter if it’s a bet or a loss.

Giant King Typhon.

He was killed with the promise of great entertainment to come.