Regressor Instruction Manual (PART 5)

Chapter 848: The Last (81)

She looked way too serious about this.

"Gosh, Lee Jihye. Lee... gosh... really! This was mean. Really... too mean."

—Please... Please... Kill me... once again...

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Even the demon rejected that. It wasn't unreasonable to question whether she was really human or not.

If she had died, I would have done something similar, but I had to think hard about whether it was necessary to push humans to that extent.

This was simply over-the-top cruelty.

'What the hell are you aiming for?'

Actually...

If I thought about it, it was obvious. There was no need to ask any questions.

Kim Hyunsung's ruin.

Destruction to the point where recovery was impossible.

It seemed that she was building up to crippling him so he could not raise his sword again.

She could also film the scene where Kim Hyunsung cut through Lee Kiyoung's throat again and show it on the continent. I could tell people like Cha Hee-ra or Jung Hayan, but she was probably hoping for him to feel pain from the act itself.

If he stabbed me again, maybe...

"It would be over."

The situation would explode like a fuse had blown. I could guarantee that he wouldn't be able to function normally.

He had already sacrificed a lot to rebuild his broken mind. If he collapsed again, I wasn't sure he would be able to recover from it.

As expected, his eyes were flicking around frantically. He seemed confused about what he had heard, but the event's content hadn't changed. What was important was legitimacy, the justification for why Kim Hyunsung had to kill Lee Kiyoung once again.

Although it was different from the previous event so far, if the big picture was set as the war with outer beings, there was a high probability of becoming a key.

—There's not... much time left, Hyunsung.

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—Until they come back again...

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—They'll be back. With a stronger and more fearsome appearance, it will be impossible to stop the Day of the Prophecy. Only my death... can stop them from reaching this place.

"So cliché."

—That's... the only way to get through this crisis. All I can do is stop them with my blood.

"Right. You have to act like that. Even I would have done it like that."

It was a cliché seen only in classic fantasy: the sacrifice of a saint to prevent the destruction of the world.

Of course, I wouldn't use such a devilish trick, but if I did, I'd use it like that since it was dramatic.

I didn't know whether it was true that outer gods would come again, but that part wasn't important.

What was important was that Kim Hyunsung had to make a choice. That meant that although he was indecisive, he had to weigh the life of his close friend against the continent.

Of course, it wasn't his real friend or anything, but it seemed that the bastard already thought that Rag Kiyoung was Lee Kiyoung.

—Please.