Regressor Takes Everything

Chapter 40 Who are you going to meet? (4)

There is an opportunity in any situation.

That was the logic of Ravana, the leader of the Indian minds Lakshasa, and in fact he kept his word thoroughly.

Rokappala, India's great guild, dared to expand its territory in a short time, and gaining immense wealth and power.

Although Satia Khan, the guild master of Rokappala, was devastated as she recovered from her illness, she has clearly benefited and withheld.

“Khahaha! What did I say!! ”

Ka 'ang!

Ravana, drunk as she tilted her drink without rest, kicks the gold ingot rolling under her feet, and it falls to the ground, rolling around on other gems and gold ingots.

A quantity that can be said to sparkle with treasures in a room. Once again, the appalling mouths of the servants grew thick in the unbelievable landscape.

“Anything has a chance! And if you catch it, you'll have this huge fortune. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir! ”

The servants clasped their heads, shouting, and Lavana twisted her mouth with deeper loyalty than ever before.

‘I never thought I'd get a chance like this in my life. That's a long way to go. ’

A force more powerful than it was a year ago. In the blink of an eye, Ravana is unable to contain her joy.

Just once. I just felt the possibility of accepting the offer of those suspicious creatures who didn't know who they were.

I only took the opportunity, but I gained this much in a year.

'Unlike what I said, Satia Khan recovered and caused a bit of damage...... Still, I can believe it. ’

You said you were going to take down Rokapala this time, and you didn't pay a substantial sum of money for it.

I'm a little dissatisfied that I have to work with those who have been going to it, but I can endure it with enough support.

With a smile on his face, Ravana raises her glass and shouts.

“Drink and play! I give you permission for the next week! ”

“Thank you, sir! ”

The barrels are stacked with roaring witches, and the atmosphere continues to ripen.

I feel like everything will work out and this luxurious life will continue.

In a spirited and moody atmosphere, Ravana and all the other mavens were cheerful.

Blah.

A white hole was formed as the air cracked.

Chalgrak Chalgrak

An old man dressed in a white robe walks out of the hole, and the scattered treasures are trampled under his feet.

Frozen so you can't even hear your breath except for the sound of your feet. The first thing that came to his mind was Ravana's eyes curled up.

How?

Judging from the hole created in front of my eyes, I think I used spatial magic, but I didn't realize how until it was completed.

When Ravana was hardened by an unbelievable sight. The old man standing in the center of the room mutters.

“There's no need to mix words. ”

Ser Leung

From the Hundred Swordsman's waist, the sword comes out with a clear voice, and Ravana cries out in haste.

“Kill him now!! ”

In the blink of an eye, Ravana cries out, decrypting the hangover and launching an attack on the Hundred Swordsmen.

A hundred thousand swordsmen gazed indifferently at the fierce violence that was pouring down from all sides.

Tearing

A light sword echoes through the room.

The bodies of all the witches in the room stopped, and the Hundred Swordsmen put their swords in as if they were the end.

It looks like the witches have been overwhelmed by the Hundred Swordsmen 'Power. But it wasn't really that magnificent.

“Ugh... ”

“Ugh... ”

A situation in which the body was slaughtered in a rapid attack that was not recognizable, and the body was desperately preventing it from collapsing.

If it was originally her regenerative power, she would have to stick around, but for some reason, the wound inflicted by the Hundred Swordsman couldn't recover, so not a single step could move.

“Khhh!”

As I run out of strength to hold onto my body, the wound spreads the blood, and the witches in the room begin to fall down one by one.

And the last remaining Ravana opened her eyes to the sights.

‘Damn… damn it!! ’

Everything was going well, but how can this be happening now that it's so close!

Ravana screams into her stomach in an absolutely unacceptable situation, raising all her strength to regenerate the flesh.

“What are you doing?”

Baaak!

Late appearing, Yooseok was punched as hard as he could with his back head.

“Khhhhhhh!”

Ravana's body splits, unable to withstand the strike, and she falls down splattering blood.

It's so humbling to think of him as the end of one of India's hinterlands.

He frowned slightly.

‘If you're going to kill it, let's kill it neatly.... ’

Why did he cut his throat so clean?

A fermented meal sighs and pulls out the tires, looking at the debris and blood of the witches' room.

Blood, not ice, blood!

- Get me out... * Sigh *...

Tirving, joyful for the blood we met, and Andvari, who was completely exhausted because he had been imprisoned together.

At the noisy voice, Yooseok tapped the sword lightly.

‘Suck everything in the room. If you stay later, you'll get in trouble. ’

- I'm eating!

Phew!

As you plunge the thyrbing deep into the ground, the debris and blood of those lying around you begin to fade away, as well as the smell of blood filling the room.

At the blink of an eye, I asked as if the Hundred Swordsmen were a little interesting.

“What a strange sword. ”

“This is from the New York Auction House. It was easy to write in this way. ”

“Hmm.”

A Hundred Swordsman staring at Thyrbing.

Thinking about the difficulty in getting rid of the challengers and clearing them up before the regression, you seem to like the tyring that cleans up the blood and the body.

- I'm scared...

The Hundred Swordsman's gaze makes even Thyrbing shrink while sucking blood. In his appearance, Yooseok looked around the inside of the room with his tongue out.

‘Let's see. It must be here somewhere.... ’

After looking at the room calmly, Yooseok noticed a strange foreign sensation on one side of the wall a moment later.

As he approached the wall, he put his hands on a few places and simply tapped a few places.

Whoo-hoo!

Along with a faint glow, the enchantments engraved on the wall disappeared, and a hidden space appeared as the wall opened to the side.

Unlike the one outside that was full of treasure, there was only one hidden safe. I looked at the object that was in front of the grease ceremony.

Wooooo

A knotted arrow with geometric markings.

The energy leaking from the surrounding area was not enough, but this is the Class S equipment that was aimed for oil. It was Brahmastra.

‘You look unusual, as I've heard. ’

Class S equipment with a unique shape called arrows.

Unlike its peculiar shape, one of the most famous examples was a class A hunter who used it to kill a class S monster.

‘It's a pity that it takes a month to recharge once...... but it's worth it if you can afford it. ’

When Kang Euk is thinking about where to use it. Tirving, who had eaten all the blood and debris in the room, shouted in a satisfied voice.

- I'm done!

‘Good job.'

- I need to get out of here...

‘Let's get this straight. ’

I swept away all the neatly organized treasures and took them back to Brahmastra.

And the Hundred Swordsmen, who noticed the gaze, replied boldly, looking carefully.

“Don't mind me. ”

“Thank you."

Old and new, he's a hard man to find. With a satisfied expression, Kang Yook took all the goods and headed to the Hundred Swordsmen's side.

“Is it all over? ”

“Well……. ”

When asked by the Hundred Swordsmen, Kang Euk expressing a slight regret.

I want to carry it around like this and rob other places, but there is no excuse for it.

‘Maybe we should take the next chance. ’

Not a single Class S piece of equipment, no allowance. It only makes me feel awkward with a Hundred Swordsman if I try to be greedy.

I was about to nod. Suddenly, one thing came to mind.

“Oh, can I ask you one more thing? ”

“What is it?”

“That……. ”

Kang Yoosik whispered quietly, and the Hundred Swordsmen who heard the story made a strange face.

“It's possible... but what does it mean? ”

“I'm just asking you not to do anything bad, is that okay? ”

“It's simple. I'll do it. ”

A hundred thousand swordsmen pulled out the sword of the waist dance and swung it lightly. The writing was written in Hindi along the end.

After reading the contents, Yooseok nodded, expressing a satisfied expression.

“Perfect. Let's go. ”

“Sure."

The Hundred Swordsmen opened the passageway again, and the two of them suddenly disappeared, leaving no trace.

And the next day. Two men enter the empty room unannounced.

“Nobody. ”

“What happened? ”

The officers of the Heavenly Army who were dispatched for the merger and acquisition of Rokappala, who looked around the room, looked curious.

We've lost regular contact, but there's hardly any sign of combat, not even any blood.

When the eyes of the executives were frowning at the sight of evaporation. One looking at the wall opened his eyes wide.

“Hey, hey. Hey…… ”

“That's... ”

The two executives who found the inscription on the wall by the Hundred Swordsmen looked surprised.

Watching you.

What is so meaningful that it is hard to say exactly.

I could just call it doodling, but the two executives didn't do it so easily.

All of Lakshasa evaporates and leaves a note as if she knew someone would come here.

You can't just hand it over.

‘Dangerous.'

If you really read this move, you might want to revisit the whole plan.

The commanders of the heavenly army, who realized that it was urgent, moved urgently to deliver this news.

It was just a situation where a fish caught on the rice cake I threw.

* * *

‘I wish it had something to do with the Black Dragon Juice. ’

Rapidly grown Lakshasa using Rokapala's flaws. I thought it was just a flow before, but it may not be a coincidence that Satia Khan was under the curse of aging.

That's why I've left a plausible text for them to confuse a bit.

‘Normally, it wouldn't work...... but you have to be careful with them shaking them around. ’

When Yoogyeok is praying to shovel with a vague guess. In the blink of an eye, you come out through the hallway.

Hueung

Clouds covered in gentle blowing winds and mountains.

When he realized he had reached the top of the mountain, he looked around and quickly realized where this place was.

A volcano.

An unfortunate mountain that was famous for being one of China's Ogres, but lost its way after several monster attacks.

Hunters come up from time to time, but even then, it's empty.

‘I never thought I'd come back here...' ’

After looking at the surrounding landscape, Yooseok slightly frowned.

Before regression, I almost fell to my death while following the Hundred Swordsmen.

‘I changed my teeth to never come up again... I'm invited by the Hundred Swordsmen. ’

The situation is also a situation, but unlike then, it will not hurt much if it rolls over with the body now.

Thinking about that, I was looking around with a slightly different gaze. A hundred thousand swordsmen walking across the street turned and stood face to face.

“I'm going to give you one skill for a week from today. ”

The skill of a Hundred Swordsman. In the story, Yooseok opened his eyes wide.

Although he died in vain without exercising all his power through his work before his regression, it was the Hundred Swordsmen who almost slashed his neck.

Nowadays, when I think about it, my neck is cold, but I get skills directly from the Hundred Swordsmen.

Whatever the skill, I had to look forward to it.

‘I wish I could use some kind of learning. ’

When Yooseok Kang is looking at the expectations. The Hundred Swordsmen slowly spoke.

“It's not just for free. ”

“ ……. ”

In the story of the Hundred Swordsmen, the eyes of the Gang Eugene narrowed.

I didn't ask you to teach me, but you'll pay for it. I felt a bit like that, but I was a hundred thousand swordsmen, so Kang Euk nodded and asked.

“What's the price? ”

“Kill me. ”

The story of the Hundred Swordsmen resounded to the summit, and the eunuch who heard the story was dumbfounded.

What did he or she hear? I couldn't understand it at all, but I paused for a moment, and the Hundred Swordsmen explained it again.

“No matter how much time you spend, Kill me instead. That's the price of transferring skills. ”

A Hundred Swordsman demanding his own murder from a disciple to transfer skills soon. In his appearance, he was sure.

‘That's crazy.’

A thousand swordsmen have lost their minds.