Regressor Instruction Manual (PART 4)

Chapter 700: I know (1)

With a swoosh sound, he fell into the opposite wall.

She grabbed his head and swung it like a weapon.

After releasing the ax in her left hand, she immediately threw a punch against him.

Booooooooooom!!

Each attack sounded like a bomb exploding.

Booooooooooooom!!

Heera, holding his head and swinging her fists over and over again, made me worry that she really lost her reason.

Booooooooooooooooom!!

'Ah... this... really... It's excellent if she wins like this... If we catch him, would I have any benefit?'

He tried to escape somehow, but Cha Hee-ra didn't allow it. He tried to avoid her attacks hitting his head, but her elbow struck his chin instead.

Craaaaack!

'Hold on. Fuck.'

She was hitting his face with her fist as if she's hammering at random. If it were ordinary people, their heads would've burst out already.

It was like watching a dogfight without any form or method, but the result they created was far from a dogfight. Massive debris fell from place to place as rumbling sounds echoed.

The fact that they could face each other without losing focus in such a state was perplexing, but the red figure stood out more than the other guy. It was as if I saw an active volcano that was about to burst.

A good victory. Perhaps everyone else watching that fight had a similar thought.

However, when I saw no sign of him taking damage, I immediately dismissed that expectation.

At first glance, it seemed as though he was being beaten at random. But he could afford it. Of course, even Cha Hee-ra didn't seem to be fighting earnestly.

She was aware that the surroundings hadn't been properly organized. I wondered if she thought that the priority was to push him out, or evacuate the soldiers around her.

It seemed that a full-fledged battle would begin only after a large stage was secured, considering their massive destructive capabilities. Of course, I didn't intend to let her go there.

"Hee-ra! Hee-ra!"

-Don't interrupt. Do you understand me? Don't get into battle.

Sure. I absolutely understood. Of course, I had to understand.

"Don't fight now. You can't lose your mind, Heera."

-...

-Who are you talking to?

-None of your business, blue hair.

Booooooom!!

-Strong.

-What?

-You are strong. Almost hard to believe you're human...

Craaaaash!!

-What? I can't hear you.

-It's hard to believe...

Booooooooom!!!

-You have to say it louder.

-That you are...

Craaaaaaaaaaaaaack!!

-What?

-It's hard to believe you're human.

I could see him shaking off Cha Hee-ra's arm and finally opening his mouth while standing in the air.

He was a mess. The first thing I noticed was that his hair was so messed up it made me think he was lucky that it wasn't pulled out. His clothes had also been dirtied. The foreign light wrapped around his head caught my eyes. The messed blue hair was neatly tied.

Hee-ra was looking at him as if her excitement was gone. However, her body seemed to be getting ready to go back into battle at any time.

'Do you care about your appearance?'

I thought maybe his feelings were completely castrated, but that wasn't it.

I didn't know if they were self-conscious, but they also had emotions. Of course, it was another matter to see if human standards could interpret it, but Cherubim didn't seem to welcome the fact the others would see him in a mess.

Once again, the blue light gathered into one point and began to take the form of a scythe, and Cha Hee-ra lifted her sword and ax that she unequipped.

'If I could get a little more information...'

Although I was aware of the basic information, there were still many things I didn't know about them. In particular, information about Cherubim was minimal.

Cha Hee-ra's eyes were constantly changing, but I needed information.

"What is the purpose of coming here?"

-Why are you here, blue hair?

-You weren't listening, were you? To bring salvation.

-Stop with the nonsense.

-Red beast, even when you talk to me, you want to fight. Someone is telling you not to fight now.

"Ignore it, Hee-ra."

-...

-The continent is rotten, shattered between incompetent light and darkness by an existence that's like a lump of cancer. I'm not mistaken, red-haired beast. Salvation, as we speak of, is the safety and management of the continent. There is no other meaning other than that. We are the saviors. We arrived to save the continent with no other motives.

"I think you're well prepared to say that... Am I hallucinating, huh? I can see the armed demons very well."

-Because I knew it was going to be like this. There is no other meaning.

"How did you know?"

-Didn't I tell you? There's a mass of cancer between you guys that eats the continent.

Cherubim began to stare in my direction, muttering an unknown sound slowly. Strangely, it felt like our eyes met.

I hated to admit it, but maybe the worst I assumed had really come. Those bastards...

Those bastards remembered the first timeline.