The Broken Possessors of the Infinite Regression Academy - Chapter 137



Chapter 137 – The Elder Lich, King of the Undead – 5

The Elder Lich, who was once the 2nd Legion Commander of the Demon King’s Army and now calls himself the new Demon King, has long since forgotten his original name.

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Because it was obvious who the word Elder Lich referred to in the Demon World.

Because there was only one being in the world who, in his quest for knowledge and further quest, entered the forbidden realm, and with it gained the power of immortality, summoned the undead, and created his own personal legion.

That is why he believed that if he fought with all his might, he would be unrivaled even in the Demon Realm, even if he was not the Demon King. In addition to the countless legions of undead, he also had the power of the Elder Lich himself.

It goes without saying that he could destroy the human world alone.

The Demon King’s intention was to simply weed out the weak through war, and that intention resulted in the upward leveling of the entire Demon Race, and the Demon King’s personal military power was so great that they simply submitted.

So the Elder Lich saw that now that the Demon King was dead, this was his best chance to succeed to the throne and become the rightful ruler of the Demon World.

The magic that was used on Mira Crate, which allowed them to share each other’s memories and pass on the number of deaths, was originally created to subdue the Sword Saint.

however.

‘What on earth is this…? What does this mean…?’

The Elder Lich reached out to the corpse before him. The delicate fingers of the demon woman, so frail that they felt so weak, slowly slid down the large, scaled corpse.

‘It’s not a wyvern… … If that’s the case… … .’

At first, I thought it was a wyvern. Or maybe I wanted to believe it. But the strength of the scales and the huge size of its body, even though it was a corpse, told me that it was definitely not a wyvern.

It was a dragon’s corpse. And it was only slightly smaller than Meligor’s.

Mahbat was unusually large and powerful, and Meligor was also a fairly large dragon. It’s just that there weren’t many dragons left, so there was no comparison group.

However, the corpses of dragons, slightly smaller than Meligor, were strewn everywhere he looked. The Elder Lich had never seen such a shocking sight before.

‘What on earth… … what kind of mighty being could do this… … .’

A vague emotion came over him, but the Elder Lich did not understand what kind of emotion it was.

Because I had abandoned all my emotions by dabbling in forbidden magic, and because it had been so long since I last felt it, I couldn’t even remember its name. Because I had abandoned all remnants of my time as a mere woman.

The elder lich, no, the frail demon woman, stepped over the dragon’s corpse with trembling legs and hands. With her frail body, even such a task required considerable time and stamina.

‘This is ridiculous… … !’

An unbelievable sight unfolded. Dragon corpses were strewn all over the place. Each and every one of them was powerful enough to overwhelm the Demon King’s army.

The Elder Lich, who was still astonished, discovered something. It was a dragon that was still half-breathing, and a human walking slowly towards the dragon.

The human, with his half-melted and burnt body, dragged his sword in front of the dragon and stabbed it in the dragon’s reverse scale. The last living dragon weakly lowered its head.

With that image as the last, the world was swept away by the flow of memories. The frail demon woman closed her eyes and curled up to avoid being swept away by the flow. When the flow began to subside, she slowly opened her eyes.

And I couldn’t help but be astonished at how the world had changed.

‘These are… … .’

It was an ogre, but it wasn’t an ogre.

It was a troll, but it wasn’t a troll.

It was an orc, but it wasn’t an orc.

It was a werewolf, but it wasn’t a werewolf.

The corpses of demons, which were at least 1.5 times larger and stronger than the ones he knew, were piled up to form mountain ranges and strata, blocking out the moonlight.

Next to it flowed a river of blood, and even further on was a tower of weapons and armor. It was hard to imagine how many corpses were piled up on that mountain range.

“how…….”

I couldn’t count how many times I let out a breath of shock. Is this really one of those low-level demons?

On top of the highest mountain, a mummy crate was visible, tearing open the neck of a particularly large ogre with a sword. The ogre was torn apart with such ease that its hide and muscle were colorless.

The flow of memories continued again. The space changed. My hearing reacted before my sight and I recognized the direction. I turned my head in the direction of the sound.

A battle that seemed like something out of a myth was unfolding.

It was a creature larger than a dragon, with the lower half of a fox’s body and the upper half of a demon’s body, six arms, three heads, and each hair made of a large snake, emitting light.

Its three heads, one spitting out lightning, one fire, and one ice, its numerous snake heads spurting poisonous mist at will, and its arms unleashed endless destruction.

The unknown creature exerted strength in its arms. The mountain next to it was uprooted and lifted above the monster’s head, then flew off somewhere at an unbelievable speed.

And in less than a second it was shattered.

“… … .”

It was a sight that even the Elder Lich’s eyes could not dare to catch.

I couldn’t understand what had just happened. I could only barely register that the mountain I was flying through had disintegrated into pieces smaller than a human in the blink of an eye.

Blue light flashed between the dirt, rocks, and pieces of wood that poured down like rain. This time, it was Mira Crate again. He was jumping over the debris, holding a broken sword in one hand.

Lightning shot out from the dragon’s mouth, seemingly turning its breath into a mere stream of water. Mira Crate did not dodge, but calmly swung her sword straight ahead.

The space that had been emitting lightning was shattered into pieces. The blow that would have torn the world apart was absorbed into the shattered space and disappeared.

However, the monster only suffered a scratch from the space-splitting blow. Its face seemed to smile broadly, and the fox’s legs began to move in earnest.

Just by moving his legs, the ground split open, creating a huge canyon. Every area he touched collapsed into the endless underground.

“stop……!”

Elder Lich suddenly felt dizzy. He felt as if all the common sense he knew was being denied. What on earth is this memory? What on earth is that human?

Being connected to Mira Crate’s memories means that he not only survived these numerous enemies, but defeated them all.

Even just one of them could easily destroy the Demon Realm and fight on equal terms with the Demon King, and even against a race of demons that dare not be called demons. Against all of them.

“A mere human being… … is… unbelievable… …!”

The Elder Lich struggled wildly with the limbs of the frail demon woman, trying to somehow escape the stream of memories. It seemed as if he would think that he could never win if he continued any longer, and that he would give up everything.

The problem was that it was impossible. There was only one way to end this magic he had developed for the Great Sword Master.

The mind of one of the two people who share memories is destroyed and disappears. There is no other way to end this magic, or even the Elder Lich knows of it.

“No… … No… … That can’t be… … .”

Even in despair, memories continued to flow.

The space changed and a mummy crate appeared. It was a sword fight with a monster that looked no less powerful than the last one. The ground it was standing on couldn’t withstand the force and split in two.

The space changed again and another mummy crate appeared. A monster that seemed to be no less powerful than the one from last time and the one before was seen competing with magic, shaking the earth’s axis.

The space changed again and the mummy crate appeared again. Last time, and the time before, and the time before… … .

“… … !!!!!!”

The weak demon woman let out a silent scream and collapsed on the floor. She instinctively realized that it was a magic that allowed her to share memories and look into them.

Even Mira Crate, who had been fighting the Death Knight before coming here and was able to cut him down without a fight, had not yet fully unleashed his power.

The original form of the mummy crate was sleeping deep within its soul, along with a part of its memories, without even being aware of it, while at the same time slowly leaking out due to the loosened seal.

As a result, you will noticeably become stronger without doing anything. It will probably become even stronger in the future, since it is the power you used originally.

“This won’t do… … This won’t do… … .”

Tens of millions of undead legions? If you take just a few more steps, even if you pour in hundreds of millions, not tens of millions, they will all melt away. That was not a concept that the demons of this world could deal with.

Even the Demon Race, which seemed to be made bigger and stronger by nature, and whose very nature felt different, were unable to overcome that and turned into a mountain of corpses.

You can never win.

As she realized that fact, tears flowed from the eyes of the weak demon woman. The weak demon woman crouched down. The weak demon woman trembled.

Whether Elder Lich said so or not, the memories continued to flow. Another world unfolded again. Tearful eyes looked around.

A frail demon woman screamed from the depths of her heart as the corpses of the Elder Liches covered the vast plains. Legions of Elder Liches lay strewn about, dead and horribly, like goblins.

Looking at the human standing among the corpses, the Elder Lich realized what this emotion he was feeling was.

It was terrifying.

“… … .”

From now on, I won’t use other people’s magic without thinking, just because the interpretation is complete. I opened my eyes, reminded of the completely different results from when the Elder Lich used it.

A ceiling I had never seen before caught my eye. It was truly a ceiling I had never seen before. I looked around. A double bed with a white comforter and curtains drawn to isolate the surrounding area.

‘Is this a good room?’

I raised my upper body, leaned back on the bed, and looked down. My body was fine. There were no visible injuries. Instead, I had changed into a slightly neater uniform than the one I had worn.

-Wow!

I was wondering who had changed my clothes, but then I heard the sound of something falling and turned around. The chairman, who had dropped the tray he was holding, was looking at me with eyes full of shock. His body was trembling.

‘My eyes rolled back.’

I don’t know how long I’d been stuck in that memory, but it didn’t seem like a good sign. I smiled and waved as best I could.

“Uh… … I woke up – kuheup?!”

“Oh my! My child… … You’re awake! Thank goodness! I’m so thankful… … !”

The chairman ran towards me at a speed that was too fast for my eyes to see, and hugged me. His head was buried between his chest, which was much larger than his own. His arms wrapped around my back as if they were going to crush me. He seemed to be suffocating me with his chest.

‘I knew this would happen.’

I wasn’t surprised because it was something I expected. I hugged his back and used my physical strength to flip him over. In an instant, the top and bottom were reversed. I was on top, and the other side was lying on the bed.

Looking down from above, the chairman looked flustered and let go of his arm.

“Oh, kid… … ? Why are you suddenly like this… … ?”

“I’m fine. You don’t have to react like someone who died and came back to life.”

“That, that’s right… … That’s right. I’m sorry.”

I stood with both feet on the floor. The chairman carefully raised his upper body, wrapping one arm around his chest. Then, he looked at me with eyes dripping with longing, so I sat down right next to him.

“How long have I been sleeping?”

“It’s been about 6 hours. Do you know how worried I was during that time? If the child were to never wake up again like this, I would… I would… I would… .”

The chairman was in tears.

“… … I would take the sleeping child to a place where no one lives, and I would spend the rest of my life looking after the child, waiting for the child to wake up… … That would be the only atonement I could make… … .”

“… … .”

Is that atonement? That’s it.

I had no intention of dying in the first place, but it was one more reason why I couldn’t return to the academy unconscious or asleep.

“Right. Where is the Elder Lich? Surely I didn’t miss it?”

Since the knowledge of magic also flowed in while sharing memories, it was possible to say with certainty that this was highly unlikely.

In the first place, the fact that I woke up meant that the Elder Lich’s mind couldn’t hold out any longer. It was a magic that was completely made for the Great Sword Master, and it would only end if someone died mentally.

“Don’t worry. Of course I brought it.”

“You brought it?”

For a moment, I questioned the somewhat odd choice of words, but then the chairman walked over and opened the curtain right next to him.