Regressor Instruction Manual

Chapter 778: The Last (11)

‘Mythic-grade?’

What happened?

[A barrier has unfolded to protect the temple due to the effect of the mythic-grade statue.]

[The physical strength and magic of individuals inside it are automatically restored, and their resistance also increases. Divinity begins to dwell in the barrier, and the lands within its perimeters are purified. The curse of the believers who pray is purified. Those within the barrier cannot be affected by fatigue.]

[There is an infinite amount of faith in the believers. Acquired 1.5 times additional divinity.]

‘1.5 times additional divinity?’

I was on the verge of being dazzled by the messages that kept coming up.

The positive effects that I witnessed were impressive enough to make my mouth open.

The part that said I would gain additional divinity particularly made me wonder if I read it wrong.

I was so confused that I didn’t know how to explain the phenomenon.

The brilliant sunset light illuminated the stone statue. I didn’t know if it was because of the radiance, but it looked even more sacred.

Han Sora and Jung Hayan were still staring at the statue.

Seeing a little smile on Hayan’s face, who had a runny nose and tears rolling down her eyes, made me feel a little better, but Sora’s face also caught my eyes.

Her expression told me she couldn’t believe it even though she was the one who made it. It was a face that did not believe in her own prowess.

‘No. Fuck, I shouldn’t be like this. I have to change her class first. Why are you a black wizard? Since you found your talent, you have to go down a new path.’

[Would you like to offer Han Sora a class change?]

[Searching for a mythic-grade class. Couldn’t find a suitable class.]

[A unique mythic-grade class has been created.]

‘Fuck, a unique mythic-grade class! It’s a unique mythic! Unique mythic!‘

[Unique Mythic-Grade Class: Life-Carving Sculptor]

[Proposing the unique mythic-grade class Life-Carving Sculptor to Han Sora.]

A Life-carving Sculptor.

That wasn’t wrong. Look at that statue. Didn’t it feel like it was alive?

‘Come on. Sora. Let’s make some more just like this!’

[Player Han Sora declined the offer.]

‘?’

I hurriedly gazed at her, and I found her looking as if that wasn’t right. It seemed she would never want to do it.

Was it because of the pressure from Kim Hyunsung and Jung Hayan? Was it because they intervened and tried to control everything? Was it so hard to accept their annoyance?

When that was made, it was a bit too much even for me… Honestly, it would be understandable for her to be traumatized…

I wasn’t in a position to nibble at anything right now. It was a mythic-grade class! It’s 1.5 times additional divinity.

[Proposing the unique mythic-grade class Life-Carving Sculptor to Han Sora.]

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[Han Sora stubbornly declined the offer.]

She had her eyes closed tightly, almost as if she was praying that this was going too far. Once again, her feelings about not wanting to suffer that kind of pain were visible on her face.

[Han Sora begs, insisting that she doesn’t want to change classes.]

‘Fuck, just change your class.’

[Han Sora says she doesn’t want to change her class. It’s no longer possible to solicit her to change class.]

‘Han Sora, really? Oh, this is not the time. I have to take care of our Hayan.’

I almost forgot that I had something more important because of Han Sora’s class issue. Even though it was a mythic-grade statue, it wasn’t guaranteed to be able to connect over and over again, so it would be better for me to speak as much as I could.

What should I say? Honestly, there were many things I wanted to say. I had been watching how she was doing, but that was different from asking her.

I wanted to talk with excitement, but I was a god now, so I wondered if it was proper for me to do that… The words coming out of the statue were essentially like oracles, so I had to be careful.

I could see those in the temple gathering in front of the statue. Everyone was looking up at it as if they were possessed by something.

“Don’t cry, Jung Hayan.”

I thought it would be better to use honorifics.

-O-Oppa… oppa. Ugh… oppa. Oppa…

“I’ve always been watching you. Since the creation of this temple and statue started, I have been watching you.”

‘Saying it like this will make her happy.’

“I understand that you’re having a lonely and hard time. However, I swear by my name, we will meet again. I don’t know when it’ll be, but we will definitely see each other once more. Hence, there is no reason for you to cry anymore.”

-…

She was still shedding thick tears.

‘Why is she crying so much?’

“You should stop crying now, shouldn’t you?”

She was biting her lips tightly.

I didn’t know if it helped, but the words we could meet someday seemed comforting to her.

Honestly, Jung Hayan would have wanted to hear that the most.

She was making plans to come up on her own, and she might have recalled the methods to cope with the number of cases where we could not meet, but she had to have been partly nervous. I wondered if she was relieved enough just to have her anxiety reduced a little.

I had a lot of things to say, but I didn’t know where to start. It had been a while since I had talked like this, causing my mind to be confused.

‘Where are the others? Haven’t they heard the news yet?’

As expected, I could see them coming. Manager Kim Mi-young contacted them.

-Hyung-nim?

I heard a familiar voice.

‘Yes, it’s me, pig bastard.’

-Are you really hyung-nim? Are you really him?

It had been a while since I’d seen Park Deokgu’s face like that. He looked distorted. Tears continued to pour out of his eyes.

“It’s not you… bastard… Please call Jihye. Please…”