Regressor of the Fallen Family Chapter 398

Episode 398

“How on earth did something happen like this…”

Jamie Gillan stumbled, letting out an angry lament.

A new fortress with clear traces of dried soil still visible.

And the 200,000 army that attacked the fortress.

The empire’s northern conquest army, comprised of 4 legions and 7 superhumans, was literally completely destroyed.

The level of quarel rain that covered the field of vision black was already expected, but the problem was the red stones that fell between them. Even thinking about it now, the sight of a 2nd circle level explosion spell being spread like a carpet across the field was so absurd that it almost made me grind my teeth.

– Argh!

– Save me!

– Quaaaaaaaaaaa!

The screams of the empire’s elite were still loud to my ears.

‘Nonsense. It’s full of things that make absolutely no sense.’

This is especially true when you consider the price of the scroll, which can be described as crazy.

No empire, or any country in the world, has ever wasted so much consumable artifacts in a war. This is impossible unless you plan to ruin the country after one war.

Even the knights of the Empire who had to somehow overcome the enormous attack were pierced by the ‘Red Auror’s Arrow’ and fell before they even reached the castle walls. Even the knights who managed to climb the castle wall to avoid it felt a strange sense of helplessness and often fell over helplessly.

The seven superhumans who jumped onto the castle wall at once to turn the tide of the war also faced stronger resistance than expected under the pressure of unknown magic.

for example.

“This damn lump…!”

“Hahaha. How do you feel, Yapsap? I’m not the same person I was back then!”

“You’re so shameless about benefiting from magic!”

“Isn’t it shameless for these two guys to attack each other? It’s still the same, you bastard!”

A giant of enormous size blocking 2nd Corps Commander Zipen and 3rd Corps Commander Blake.

“This is my first time seeing this sentence. Where do you belong?”

“I am Gunther Liberty, Grand Duke of Liberty! Engrave my name clearly, superman of the empire!”

Like the old knight who blocked the SS’s Chaferville.

Well, I gave in 100 times, so it wasn’t a big problem up to that point. Because Drexler, the commander of the 4th Corps, was pushing an Auror user with a bow that he had never seen before.

However, the biggest problem that could not be ignored was now before his eyes.

A grizzled adult with more gray hair than blonde.

I already knew his identity.

The strongest superhuman of Grandia, or Macline, who is known to be over 70 years old this year. Swordsman Felix Esperanza.

“Monstrous old man…”

Jamie was transferred from the Imperial Guard to the commander of the 1st Army Corps in the eastern part of the Empire after the death of the magic spear Greit Einzhein. This was because he was a high-level auror user who could take the vacancy of the magic spear.

But now his armor was almost shattered like a rag, and his whole body was full of knife marks.

Among them, the place with the most serious injuries was the boat. Blood was constantly pouring from the gaping wound, as if internal organs would spill out if not covered with a hand.

And the enemy who made him that way was relatively innocent. His complexion was somewhat pale, but all he had was a few scratch-like wounds on his arms and legs.

Even that was not done by Jamie alone, but was the result of the combined efforts of three superhumans.

“Jamie retreat!”

“There is a lot of damage. Get back!”

Myles and Melvin, former colleagues of the Imperial Guard, were seen doing their best to stop the old monster. This is to protect yourself from a fatal blow.

But even though he knew that fact, he could hardly take his steps away. It was clear that if he retreated like this, one or both of his colleagues would lose their lives.

The reason they struggled so hard was largely due to strange magic that weakened even superhumans, but more than anything, it was because the opponent’s skills were completely different from the known information.

‘I heard that swordsmanship is definitely judged as a low-ranking stone among high-ranking swordsmen.’

In fact, the enemy was a top-level Auror user who had not just taken a single step, but had reached the level of maturity.

Even though the information was discrepant, it was too discrepant.

Not just one or two, but everything.

That difference created this breakdown.

Chaechaechaengchaeng!

“Ugh, what is this…”

Boom!

“Aaaahhh!”

Faba Park.

“Save me!”

The screams coming from all directions sounded like those of the imperial army.

“We were too arrogant…”

There was no point in regretting it now, but a sigh escaped me.

‘If things continue like this, I don’t have the honor of seeing His Majesty the Emperor.’

The only small consolation is that both the ‘bowman Auror user’ and the ‘MacLine’s strongest superhuman’ are here.

As a powerful force is concentrated here, the central army and the southern army will probably face less resistance.

After coming to that conclusion, Jamie soon made up his mind.

‘The combination of this old man and this ridiculous magic circle might be able to stop His Excellency the Sword Spirit.’

Since it was Tris Hornsby who was rumored to have been seriously injured in the Holy Kingdom, the slightest possibility could not be ignored.

It was his own fault that the great army of the empire was put on the defensive like this. If I had no choice but to atone through death anyway, I had to play at least a minimal role.

“Miles Melvin! Make a gap!”

A determination to remove the last obstacle to the empire, even if it means sacrificing one’s life.

Colleagues responded to that determination.

“Aaaah!”

Milles, nicknamed the Grim Reaper, swung his favorite weapon, the giant scythe Soultaker. The strike, which he swung while risking damage to the long sword at his waist, emitted an explosive auror blade that cut diagonally across the entire space where the swordsman was.

At the same time, Melvin’s explosive sword exploded, and pieces of the blade covered with aura covered the entire surface.

The moment when the secret techniques of a fierce attack are entangled in one place, as if they are going to destroy even the space for the swordsman to avoid.

A red lightning-like aura flashed from the swordsman’s body, and in an instant, his body became a red thunderbolt and crossed the space.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!

‘He still has that much power…’

I was amazed that he could barely follow the movement even with his superhuman vision, but it was not the time to just watch.

Jamie poured all of the force he had used to stop the bleeding in his abdomen into the spear. And then he threw his whole body on the spear and rushed forward.

A mounted charge that I have been practicing my entire life. The horse was left behind under the castle wall, but at the moment its life was set on fire, its legs showed a rushing power greater than that of a horse.

Everything about Lance Master Jamie Gilan turned into a red meteor, and before he knew it, a red thunderbolt pierced the back of the swordsman who had caught Melvin behind him.

‘success…!’

Quaaaaaaaaa!

A faint smile appeared on Jamie’s rapidly dull face, and for a moment the feeling of the tip of the spear felt a little strange.

I feel like I went a little deeper than I thought.

That sense of discomfort soon turned into Miles’ screaming voice, which pierced Jamie’s ears.

“Melvin!!!!!”

Melvin?

At the same time, the swordsmith’s body disappears in a blur.

What soon appeared before my eyes was Melvin’s pale face, whose abdomen had been pierced by his own spear.

The shock of killing a colleague was enormous. The mental shock was greater than the ebb and flow of my life force, so I couldn’t think at all for a moment.

“Tsk. Did you expect me to pretend not to notice even though I made such a loud noise?”

I felt a burning sensation in my throat along with the enemy’s voice, which created a very realistic afterimage that even embodied a red lightning-like aura.

That was the last thought of Jaime Gillan, commander of the 1st Corps in the eastern part of the Empire.

After a while.

“The enemy general has been defeated!”

The sound of the end of the battle rang out from Shield, a fortress northwest of McLane.

* * *

“Hahaha! How are you doing, you guy!”

Matt Dickerson, commander of the 4th to 8th Corps that was attacking the southern fortress Armor and first officer of the Imperial Guard, cheered.

He succeeded in making a large hole in the stomach of the red-eyed bastard who was tired of biting him.

“You damn bastard.”

If it weren’t for the limited power I felt as soon as I climbed the fortress, this would have been accomplished a long time ago.

However, as terrible as the enemy was, at least for this moment, I could fully enjoy the joy of victory. In fact, I was so happy that I instantly forgot the extensive damage I saw before climbing up the fortress.

‘We will organize the remaining superhumans and turn the tide of the war. It’s still possible!’

The fact that superhuman power is overwhelming means that even an unfavorable battle situation can be turned around at once.

But it seemed that the roar of joy was too early.

Fuuuuuk.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, you crazy…”

The guy, who should have fallen dead, came up at some point and stuck a knife into his stomach.

There’s a hole the size of your head in your stomach, but you can move?

No, before that.

‘You survived?’

It was a much smaller wound compared to the guy’s, but it felt like my insides were on fire, and for an instant, my strength was gone and my legs were trembling.

“…young!”

Ugh.

The guy who barely managed to avoid the swung fist was rolling around in front of me, and I wasn’t happy at all.

“You idiot…”

The Auror user made a suicide attack.

How did such a crazy person survive until he became a superhuman?

‘No, he was a young guy. Bright blue.’

When random thoughts appear in your dazed mind.

I saw something that should not have been seen.

A corpse with a hole in its stomach was staggering and standing up again. And a bizarre scene unfolded as even the hole was filled little by little.

“If you focus… you can do something like this…”

The twinkling eyes are now starting to get scary.

“Hehehe. What the hell is this… what kind of shit…”

The situation was even more shitty than the shitty magic. It almost reminded me of the bizarre monsters I had heard in folk tales as a child.

‘What an idiot!’

match.

Matt slapped himself on the cheek and tried to regain his composure.

Write it.

‘okay. I have awakened a unique trait. There could be something like that. If you’re an Auror user….’

Then, no matter how you look at it, it makes even more sense for his physical ability to follow his attack and defense to an intermediate level.

‘Ah, is that because of this dirty weakening magic?’

There was an excuse to explain somehow.

Also, if you look at who suffered more losses, it is clearly the other. If I start the battle again like this, I will definitely win.

Unless that guy survives even if his head is cut off.

‘okay. you can do it.’

But the sight he soon saw shook Matt’s mind again.

“What is that again…!?”

A large, middle-aged man with a different attire than the McLane knights was standing on friendly terms with Graeme, the commander of the 7th Corps.

Up to this point, I thought that might be the case.

I had also heard of the nickname Teronan’s Iron Wall.

However, on the other side, all I could see was the sight of my colleagues being unilaterally pushed aside.

The strange combination of a mage who uses water magic and an Auror user, and a skinny person who uses the power of wind, was unilaterally pushing 8th Corps Commander Bering.

In addition, Jang Han with a youthful face was seen wielding an unknown number of Aura Swords and putting pressure on the 6th Corps commander.

It was absurd, but seeing Jang Han’s red hair made sense.

‘It’s probably a secret weapon hidden by the McLane royal family.’

McLane’s secret weapon in a 2-on-1 situation.

If I thought about it that way, I could somehow understand even here.

The real problem was the other side.

The three members of the SS are high-level Auror users.

However, two of them, excluding himself, and the 5th Corps Commander Maxwell, who was at a mid-level level, were being pushed out one-sidedly.

A sight I could not believe even when I saw it with my own eyes.

“What!!!!! What the hell is that!!”

Am I dreaming?

Young Matt Dickerson, with a look of despair in his eyes, let out a scream-like yell.

“Why on earth!! Why are you doing this to me!?”

It’s fucking magic.

It’s an illusion.

Even though he shouted like that, he knew much better that trivial illusion magic would not work on an Auror user.

Nevertheless, the reason why he has no choice but to react like this.

The reason why Matt Dickerson, the commander of the Southern Conquest Army, was having such a fit was because his opponent was so absurd.

The fantasy sword, Christian Miller, the berserker, and Anthony Brown, the wind lance, are not the ones pushing Maxwell Cutter.

It was just one ‘bastard’.