Regressor Instruction Manual

At the beginning of the second round, I had no choice but to look ahead nervously.

I knew that Thronus was strong, but I was skeptical about whether he could fight and win against Kim Hyunsung in that state.

Even in the previous state of Doom Hyunsung, there was a clear gap in specifications. Back then, he had managed to overcome other parts in terms of skill, and they were of the same weight class.

However, the newly evolved Skull Gray Hyunsung and Thronus were no longer in the same class.

Just a little scratch would kill him. There was no way he didn’t feel the pressure. Enduring the pressure that gave one trouble breathing was quite problematic. Hence, it was natural to be mentally exhausted.

The awakening and the blow would also have left him with devastating damage. It wasn’t obvious on the outside, but there was definitely damage internally.

“…”

The black struck the silver with a deafening roar. His arms and legs had lost their form, seemingly swinging randomly, but they were much faster than before.

Unlike a while ago, Thronus’s face also lost its composure. Among them, the most burdensome factor was…

His durability and endurance had changed.

Thronus’s sword hit Kim Hyunsung’s body, but it simply bounced away, unable to leave any wounds.

The silver angel, who bit his lips tightly, wielded his weapon full of strength, but it kept being deflected due to the semi-elasticity. If Thronus weren’t the one fighting him, they would’ve already let go of their armaments.

It wasn’t just the wall that was crumbling down. The whole place had already been turned into a complete ruin.

The battlefield used by Kim Hyunsung and Thronus was getting wider. When they swung their hands and feet with their mouth wide open, the shockwaves often reached quite far distances.

Baaaaaaaang!!

It wasn’t strange anymore to see the scene of the surrounding area being devastated. I no longer even thought it was insane.

He had come to the point where he couldn’t control himself.

Thronus attacked, and Kim Hyunsung simply blocked it using the horns on his head.

Skull Gray Hyunsung tried to swing his hand, and the problem was that unlike when there were countless options, it had become hard to find a way to retaliate against that attack. Where was he going to avoid?

‘Up? Down? Right? Left?’

Thanks to the magic that was released as he swung his claws, there was no safe place except behind Kim Hyunsung himself.

No, it wasn’t safe behind him either. It was guarded by a sharp tail, after all. Maybe he should spill it, but he shouldn’t let go of his dense magic.

In the end, I had no choice but to send him a message.

[Generating a common-grade forced quest.]

[Center (0/1)]

[Delivering a common-grade forced quest to Thronus. You have not registered any quest-clear rewards. The subject will not be compensated.]

He should be able to understand what I’m talking about.

The angel twisted in the air with his wings wrapped around his body.

The sword stretched out, causing a fluttering sound to echo.

If one couldn’t avoid or spill it, then they should just pierce him. If the density were light, Thronus would also be able to overcome it.

Moving into a relatively less concentrated space allowed him to dig into his arms and smash Kim Hyunsung’s mask with the handle of his sword. He used the grip and the pommel when the distance was too short to use his weapon. I didn’t have to send a message that he had to move out immediately.

Thronus also recognized that ultra-near proximity was more dangerous for him.

‘At least you understand that.’

I felt like we were on the same wavelength. It certainly felt different from Raphael’s. I mean, I did feel sorry for Raphael, but they were of different leagues.

‘This is good.’

There was no need to dictate from beginning to end. In the first place, it was impossible to give instructions in such battles.

Even while sending a message, the direction of the battle would continue to change. The problem was that the two moved so fast. Hence, of course, they had to rely on their own instincts and judgment to some extent.

Comparing him to Raphael, who only believed in power and pushed ahead, was a bit pitiful. Raphael had a manual, which had to be designated one by one.

‘Move like this, move like that.’ It took a lot of time to deliver such instructions, so I had to operate them defensively.

Thronus was automated. He was able to judge for himself and understand my thoughts. It was hard to compare who would be better between him and Hyunsung, considering their levels and skills were the same.

Maybe it was personal taste that was different there.

Thronus was longer than Kim Hyunsung.

I wasn’t talking about the sword he had. Of course, it couldn’t be denied that his sword had a longer range, but Thronus can do just as well, perhaps even better, at medium range even if it wasn’t.

They had swords like falling stars and the ability to use their wings a little more freely. There weren’t many, and I wasn’t certain, but they seemed to have some things similar in power.

The way he moved his body in the air was a little unreasonable. He seemed used to shooting at his own power, and constant checks became a habit.

That was in contrast to Kim Hyunsung, who had a heavy blow.

I didn’t know how I came to make such an assessment of people, but it was fun in its own way. Just because one owned an expensive sports car didn’t mean they shouldn’t enjoy their second car.

Kim Hyunsung was technically perfectly organized for taxing movements and an exhaust that sounded like a dinosaur crying.

Thronus, quiet as a hybrid car, was a bit more considerate and comfortable for the driver.

I thought the former was better, but the latter wasn’t bad either.

‘Where’s Raphael?’

“It’s time to cut off the Coin of the Sacred Sword Warrior.”

It was a ride that I didn’t want to drive through again.

The sight of Thronus, who continued to move his body constantly despite being immersed in a slightly different thought, came into view.

Perhaps he was looking for space. Based on his eyes, he didn’t know where to dig in. Instead, he was preparing to move the moment he received a message.

The timing wasn’t right yet, and he knew that, too.

‘Big skill.’

Every time Skull Gray Hyunsung used an enormous skill, he’d damaged the mask a little.

He constantly looked for space in circles around him like an out-fighter. I watched him screaming one more time and gathering magic. Space had been filled with black magic.

What I had to do was simple: I needed to witness it with my own eyes.

When Kim Hyunsung executed magic, he found a small space in the huge tsunami-like wave and delivered it to him.

It was difficult to make a judgment at that moment, but there was no problem finding weaknesses. He looked delighted when he threw himself in the direction I instructed while wrapping his body with his wings.

[Generating a common-grade forced quest.]

[Response immediately after penetration. (0/1)]

[Delivering a common-grade forced quest to Thronus. You have not registered any quest-clear rewards. The subject will not be compensated.]

‘You know what I’m talking about, right?’

Although hidden by darkness, Kim Hyunsung was also moving his body.

I instinctively understood that Thronus would dig into that space. A black wolf curled up in the bushes, but Thronus was already ready to respond.

After penetrating the black magic, it changed direction in the air. If he had moved after seeing Kim Hyunsung, the timing wouldn’t have been right, but he kept a certain distance based on the information he received, holding his weapon steady.

It was a completely different way from the previous strike when he dug into his arms and hit the mask with the handle.

It was doubtful whether he felt a small point of damage or if he critically wounded him, but it didn’t matter.

Even though I thought he could go in a little more forcefully, I had to stick to the current plan. Kim Hyunsung didn’t look patient for the time being. There would soon be a chance to attack if he continued to look at the opportunity.

As expected, he began to see Hyunsung sweeping around, seemingly even destroying the continent, but he could see that it was just a simple vent of anger.

I had to send a message to field commanders who might still be nearby to evacuate their troops immediately.

‘Who would’ve thought we’d use a whole zone as a battlefield…?’

[Generating a common grade forced quest.]

[As you already know, I’ll brief you again. You only need to enter the designated location when there is a signal. Please keep the distance farther than the sword you’re holding and focus on guerilla tactics. He uses his left hand more frequently than the sword in his right hand, so please be careful and never hold back. Watch out for the tail. Don’t get too far. Otherwise, I don’t think you’ll be able to approach him again. I’ll keep checking the spacing, but please don’t forget to be mindful of it yourself. 0/1)]

[Delivering a common-grade forced quest to Thronus. You have not registered any quest-clear rewards. The subject will not be compensated.]

-I got it.

[Generating a common-grade forced quest.]

[Please let me know if you have any powers or skills you can use. (0/1)]

-……

‘What, do you doubt me?’

-I’ll do that.

[Generating a common-grade forced quest.]

[I’ll give you a signal using Q, W, E, R. The checker is Q, the specialty is W, the move is E, and the power is R. (0/1)]

– Understood.

Kim Hyunsung was seen jumping high toward Thronus. Of course, as instructed, he stepped back.

Seeing that he was moving with his body wrapped around his wings, he also seemed to realize that it was dangerous to be attacked orthodoxly.

It felt like he was dragging time, but it wasn’t bad.

‘You’re giving me time to analyze your patterns.’

Kim Hyunsung wasn’t a lump of programs, so there was no pattern, but he still had habits. The more he lost his reason, the more prominent his habits became.

I hated to admit it, but it was easy to say that he was in the same state as a monster. The frequency of him using his claws immediately after one swing from his sword was high, and the frequency of lower attacks using his tail was equal to that.

Most of the time, his arms moved sideways, and there was no separate checker. No, there was one.

‘Tail.’

That was his only checker, I’d say. Unlike Thronus, the distance wasn’t a kind of checker, but that seemed to have its advantages.

Protecting his back perfectly was the best option.

Kicks were rarely used. After looking around, it seemed like he was checking who was there.

Although the amount was a little insufficient, it was delivered immediately after organizing the accumulated data. I constantly delivered information, and he continued to accept it. There was one thing to be careful about.

[Generating a common-grade forced quest.]

[Don’t take any leap of faith. (0/1)]

It was better not to trust too much information. Things could change at any time, after all.

I also didn’t take stacked data at face value. It was always good to leave room for around a 3 percent margin of error.

‘I think he can do it.’

Frankly, I couldn’t even draw a winning picture. However, it was possible to take the mask off, at least.

‘A little more.’

The damage continued to enter. The mask that Kim Hyunsung was wearing had already been hit several times.

It didn’t seem to be splitting up, but it was proof that Skull Gray Hyunsung was very upset. What was a bit of a problem was…

‘You have such weak endurance.’

Thronus’s endurance had become the problem.

I couldn’t blame him blindly. No matter how much he covered his body with wings, even if he dug into the broadest open areas, he was bound to be wounded.

He threw himself into the middle of Kim Hyunsung’s magic, and the damage he gained remained intact. Perhaps the wings that gradually became tattered were evidence of that.

‘Is this a little dangerous?’

Would his wings continue to withstand it?

‘How many more times can he take a blow? Can he make wings?’

It was when I was constantly thinking from far away.

“Huh?”

Platinum chains protruding from all sides began to wrap around Kim Hyunsung’s body.

“What is that?”

Before I knew it, the air was filled with platinum swords. Thronus also had a bewildered face, depicting that it wasn’t his own.

-Execution.

Swords poured down from the sky, creating a storm of blades.

-Execution.

The swords rained down once more.

-Execution.

Again.

– Execution.

-…!

Although the swords didn’t go through him, they were hurting Kim Hyunsung. He was screaming with chains all over his body.

He wasn’t angry. That was a cry of pain.

-Execution.

-…!

“What… Shit.”

-Execution.

-…!

‘Stop it. Fuck…’

-Execution.

“Stop it, you crazy hybrid pigeon!”

An angel with platinum hair floated in the sky. Thronus murmured the name.

-Stop it. Stop it, Seraphim.

-Why should I?

-…

-Thronus he needs to die.

-…

-Tell me why I don’t have to kill him. Thronus, is that your own will? Or the will of the traitor who’s sending you messages?

-…

-I’m going to kill that man now.

‘Fuck.’

I didn’t think that would happen.

Was I going to die?

In fact, when I saw Kim Hyunsung’s face in pain, I bit my lips tightly. It wouldn’t be unreasonable for an uninvited guest to feel anxious.

He was hostile to us. I didn’t know if it was really possible to kill the current Kim Hyunsung, but I didn’t think it was based on the impact of his appearance.

“Fuck… Fuck…”

‘Can I get help from the outside?’

Cha Hee-ra?

She was still in battle. The same went for Lee Jihye.

‘What about you, Jung Hayan?’

Impossible. No, not impossible at all. She could intervene using magic bombarding throughout the North.

‘Do I have to lift it?’

If Seraphim could kill the current Kim Hyunsung, I would have no choice but to lift the magic right at that moment.

I kept sending messages to Thronus, but I felt like I was being blocked by something.

I had no choice but to look around the whole place with my telescope. I didn’t know why, but he stood out.

Along with Kim Hyunsung, he was a hero who was a prerequisite for protecting the continent.

A warrior chosen by the holy sword…

Raphael.

‘Shit, wake up, warrior!’

I had to do something. My body jumped out and continued to send messages.

‘Wake up, warrior! The hope of the continent!’

Once again, Seraphim swung his hand.

‘Wake up, Raphael.’

The sword that filled the sky fell once more.

‘Wake up, warrior!’

“Wake up, shit head!”

-Execution.

“Wake up!”

A huge platinum light then began to fill the view.

* * *

“…”

“…”

“Hyung?”