The Regressor and the Blind Saint

Vera’s meeting with Ballack was quite accidental.

It was a battle that was established when Balak, who felt his own energy, suddenly attacked while he was moving to recover the relics that had flowed into the Gainex Plains when he devoured all the dark districts of the Empire and was summoned across the continent.

didn’t say anything.

There was no reason to fight.

At Balak’s glaring glance at him, Vera responded by simply drawing out his sword.

In conclusion, the match at that time was a draw.

In just a few minutes, it was over.

Balak fell with a large sword in his chest, and he ran away from his seat with five broken ribs, resulting in an incomplete match.

Vera heard his name again after the demon king called out.

It was accompanied by the news that there was someone who alone captured the commander of the demon king’s corps, which the heroes at the time rushed and captured as a group.

[The orc king Balak killed the conqueror Teira.]

How surprised were you to hear the news?

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Of course, he can’t be sure it’s real history because of his distorted perception, but if there’s any chance that it’s true, Vera had something to fight against him and find out.

‘It is Ballak’s skill that holds the commander.’

This is a fact that I know because I have personally encountered it.

It was not because of his strength that Ballack, who was on par with himself, was able to become a strong person to take over the commander of the corps afterwards.

Balak had already trained his body to the limit of his growth. If there’s a reason, it’s just that his technique has matured a bit.

‘The technology that killed the commander.’

It was necessary.

Vera clearly remembered his past when he managed to win the battle against Garthea by swarming the pack.

Now that it has become clear that the opponents they will face in the future will be incomparable to those of the corps commander, it is absurd to continue the journey with such force.

Vera counted again.

‘I’m winning right now. What is needed is the skill of Ballak. I’ll have to steal them and supplement it with my own way.’

Balak’s tactics must have already been nailed down.

The achievement was achieved with the technology completed in the call of the Demon King within the next six years, so this was certain.

‘Stealing swordsmanship, processing it, and dissolving it into swordsmanship.’

It looks at a higher realm.

Vera let out a long breath.

In his vision, he could see a ballak approaching enough to be recognized with the naked eye.

A gigantic ball of a size that can even be compared to the booming Bargo. A rough face like an orc. Almost reddish brown skin. Blond hair braided loosely. And a speculation like lava that shook all over.

‘… crazy man.’

Ballack. He was running and smiling.

Vera clenched his fists and thought of a way to retaliate, shielding himself with a golden divinity.

‘The prince’s swordsmanship as a body.’

Albrecht’s sword. By mimicking the sword of Yu (流) with his body and sending out attacks, he draws out all of his skills.

As soon as Vera concluded and processed the Divinity like an Auror, Balak approached and swung his fist.

There was no noise from crashes or explosions.

Balak’s outstretched fists shattered poorly in Vera’s response.

*

It was a moment like eternity.

Ballak’s eyes widened as he stared at his fists that had jumped into the air.

His fists, which had never been blocked before, were scattered in an unexpected shape, so it could have been a natural reaction.

In an infinite fleeting moment, Ballak looked to Vera.

A black-haired human with golden spectacles all over his body. It was curiosity that fluttered in the gray pupil.

Curiosity, not fear or tension.

With that, Balak could be sure.

‘Strong!’

The identity of the monster that has constantly stimulated his speculation for the past few days is this human.

Balak’s smile grew stronger. He caught the speculation that was scattered in the air again. He clenched his arms and twisted his fists at the human again.

The elongated moment contracted again, and again, his fist did not strike a human this time.

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The path twisted with very little noise.

Ballak felt his heart heat up. It was always a follow-up reaction when the instinct of the species began to devour reason.

not a formidable opponent. No, it’s an opponent you can’t beat. Someone who can unravel everything about me.

Ballack had experienced this feeling only once in his struggle.

‘Wraith Knight!’

Death Knight in the distant cradle.

That’s how I felt when I met him.

may die

The moment he remembered that thought, Ballack felt an intense euphoria than ever before.

The king of warriors. The honorable warrior, who will continue the eternal struggle, vomited joy as he recalled his fighting spirit in the face of the fear of death and erased all his reason.

The red lava was dyed with the brilliant color of the sun.

The vegetation that filled the plains began to wither.

The essence of one’s own accumulated through experience rather than training.

started to unravel them.

Vera’s eyes twinkled.

‘come.’

It was known because there was a duel in the last round.

Now Balak will change his stance. will move the auror. As if that guess was correct, Ballack began to spread his feet shoulder-width apart. His fists were pulled behind his body, and he could see prominent muscles tightening over his half-naked body.

Vera repositioned himself as he faced an aura that seemed to set the world on fire, feeling his divinity starting to crumble from the very end.

Balak’s fists stretched out.

A huge force like the sun fills the entire field of vision.

‘Bungwon.’

It was the only feast of the name Ballack that he had ever encountered.

Avoiding it was the right way, but Vera didn’t.

Vera has already mastered that skill perfectly. I needed the following.

So Vera stretched out his hand.

Vera’s hand, which had stretched out as if it was going to touch his fist, twisted and ran into his fist and toward his wrist. I grabbed it and put a spin on my body.

Wow-!

For a moment as the bouncing ball thrown into the air set fire to everything in its path, Vera’s spin swiveled Balak’s body and lifted him up into the air.

Shortly thereafter, Vera’s fists were directed at Ballak’s abdomen. Likewise, it was a boon. It was as if he showed his will to show something else now that this technique was done.

thud-!

heavy hitting sound.

The technique entered neatly, but Ballak did not move.

Both of Balak’s legs wrapped around his outstretched arms.

He bounced off his back with a flexible movement that he could not have imagined he could do with such a large body. Balak’s arms were pulled all the way behind his chest, and then they came out at once.

It wasn’t a punching technique.

It was a kind of qigong that unilaterally poured out the speculation of the whole body on the opponent.

Vera let out a brief exclamation, untied his arms, then twisted and swung his legs at Ballak.

A sun-like aura swept through Vera’s half body, but Vera was unharmed.

This is because the difference in capabilities at the moment was too large. Also, Ballak’s technology had not been completed yet, and only the skeleton existed.

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Once again, Ballack’s attack went in vain and Vera’s kick went into a neat direct hit.

Vera thought as he watched Ballack bounce away.

‘There must be more.’

The two-handed attack that came out after Bung-Kwon was definitely strong, but if that was the skill enough to catch the corps commander, it wasn’t.

I mean, that’s not enough.

The commander of the corps is not a good person.

Vera refined his breath, brushing off the shock that had left his body. And I looked at Balak, who was adjusting his posture in the same way.

thud-!

Balak struck the ground with both fists, creating a crawling position on all fours.

The only thing reflected in the eyes that pierce themselves directly is speculation.

‘Have you lost your mind?’

There were no signs of reason or thought in it.

Vera clicked his tongue in ‘ttt’ and continued to ponder.

Should we continue fighting like this? Or should I stun it and take it to the village?

This was done under the judgment that the opponent who lost his reason would not have any more skills to see.

It disappeared without a trace from Vera’s mind the moment Balak rushed at him.

*

Balak felt his body getting hotter.

He felt his own beat pounding through his entire head.

That was enough.

Balak ran towards Vera. He just clenched his fists and swung his legs. There was no calculation in it, but it didn’t matter to Ballak.

It was because his own body, who had always been his most reliable ally, showed the way to the speculation engraved in the instinct of a servant.

Refining speculation, releasing it, hitting, blocking, and avoiding everything.

Even if he was not consciously aware of it, his body took care of it, so all he had to do was surrender himself to the bliss that burned his whole body.

Fist stretched out and blocked.

The swinging leg is twisted in its path by a human arm.

He tried to burn the entire space with speculation, but that man’s golden speculation was clearly there.

Ballak clenched his fists.

What followed was a continuation of that technique that Vera described as ‘bungon’.

Right hand, left hand, then both hands again.

Ballak was constantly squealing.

The golden divinity trembled little by little. Cracked over the human face.

Ballack smiled broadly and slammed his fist again.

Meanwhile.

thud-!

Finally, Ballack gave a valid hit.

Vera’s body flew back wide.

Ballack didn’t stop. He tightened his leg muscles and then ran towards Vera.

The raised fist… This time, it wasn’t a bang.

As always, Balak clenched his fists as flesh and jealousy said.

The management of the speculation and the correction of the posture were for instinct to take care of it, so Ballack just vomited his emotions.

It is a fight against the strong.

It’s a life-threatening fight

It was a sublime ritual of deciding between superiority and superiority, scattering blood and flesh, and eventually surviving and winning.

The heat that burns the whole body is speculation, and the pain that goes beyond the limits of the body is joy.

He put a single flame in his fist and exploded it.

Moment.

“… I swear.”

Vera said those words, and Ballak lost consciousness.

*

In the midst of an upturned plain, Vera sighed and looked at Balak, who had fallen, with a look of amazement.

‘… that.’

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One last move that Ballack made.

The reason was that the number that seemed impossible to stop without emitting power remained in his mind.

It was a single fist, nothing special about it.

Still, it was a number that reminded me of death.

Vera knew these numbers.

‘His Holiness… .’

The number of Bargos who had passed Terdan behind was exactly the same.

I couldn’t understand.

Balak is weaker than himself.

All he knew how to do was clench his fists, a zealot.

But how can he do such a number?

Ballack’s previous move was a move that Vera had yet to reach.

In the battle with Anilis, Susan was only able to ‘imitate’ by receiving that divine power when the door to the new realm was open.

Vera continued to ponder, and after thinking for a while, he realized what Balak had done.

‘… The use of will.’

Vera’s gaze pierced Balak.

The use of his brother and the meaning he heard from Bargo to the extent that it hurts his ears.

If that is the case, all questions that arise will be resolved.

Uimyeom is the ideological level that can overturn the superiority and inferiority of absolute physical power. It is a higher-level martial art that can break through the tangible qi and inflict damage on existence itself.

If that was the case, it could explain why Balak threatened him and how he later defeated the corps commander alone.

The moment he made that decision, Vera burst out laughing.

‘I haven’t been able to reach it yet.’

What Balak had done was something he had not yet done.

He added oaths and vows, restrained himself and suppressed himself, so he set a goal to go.

It was an illusion.

What he had done in the battles so far was simply using evil and coercion.

It is not that the will is under control.

It was then that Vera realized that he had not yet been at the stage of utilizing the will, and that he had mistakenly thought that he was using the consciousness until now, and lifted up his disappointment.