Regressed Catastrophic Player Kills All the Villains

It yielded some pretty interesting results.

‘I don’t know what tuning they are talking about.’

Tuning as the people of this world say.

It is clear that it is an act of something that links machines and humans.

But I don’t know how that is done.

It wouldn’t be easy either.

‘If it was easy, I would have done it myself.’

For those who know how to restore their mechanical bodies, not being able to do it means that it is that difficult.

Now come to research and develop it?

There’s no way it’s possible.

But I could imitate it.

“First, Mary restores their bodies. With a tattered mind.”

“all right.”

First, the body was restored.

The mind that was broken because it was not coordinated also tried to recover.

“Recovers mental power, protects the mind, regenerates the body, removes traces of death.”

[Your colleague used Prayer: Spirit Recovery.]

[Your ally used Prayer: Mind Protection.]

[Your colleague… … .]

restore the broken spirit.

In addition, take measures to prevent further damage.

So is the body.

Even in a body that heals itself, traces of recovery remain in it. like a scar.

However, Marie’s physical regeneration was different.

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Just like the original body, it helps to recover.

Here, by using the removal of traces of death, you can take a peak.

‘Even if it’s really a new body, it’s no different. Instead, it consumes a lot of divine power, but… … .’

The hard physical fatigue accumulated in the whole body disappears.

“Whew… … .”

Thanks to this, Marie, who has poured all her strength into it, is exhausted to the point of exhaling heavily.

[What?]

[How long has it been… … Is it a clear mind?]

[Huh, is something like this possible?]

[Humanity here is amazing.]

It can promote the recovery of survivors whose bodies and minds are broken.

However, there were limitations.

This is a temporary recovery.

[I wish it was like this for the rest of my life… … .]

[It must be a few days. Too bad. I’m sorry.]

Like their judgment, after a few days, the body goes back to its original state.

Even if he recovered his mental power, wouldn’t he have removed the cause?

Even if the body is restored, the wounds will continue to form unless the tuning is completed.

It was Isaiah who stepped out at this time.

Isaiah, a genius of necromancy.

She was a necromancer better than anyone else when it came to spirits and dead bodies, not machines.

Because she was like that, application was possible.

“Thinking that machine body is a dead body, and using their souls instead of the commander. how is it?”

“It will be a pretty fun challenge. guttural… … Infusing a living soul into a machine is also quite interesting. It’s more interesting to be locked in that state!”

Even before it was her turn, she was excited.

Isn’t it the first time you’ve ever done it?

Necromancer is also a branch of magic after all.

For Isaiah, a necromancer who uses such magic, new challenges were always exciting.

Because a new challenge was an opportunity to head toward a higher truth.

‘It’s been a while, that expression too.’

Maybe it’s thanks

Her expression, which had been frozen somewhere since leaving the test dungeon, was relaxed.

I was proud just to see Isaiah’s expression like that.

I don’t know what she’s worried about, but isn’t she, one of her colleagues, worried about something big?

Even if it can’t solve such troubles, just giving mental rest for a while.

This job was worth doing.

“Huum… … The formula calculation is finished with this. I’ll have to combine the two. The spirit art of the spirit, the encroachment of the body, and the curse of fixation!”

She used three spells at the same time.

Spirit Art of the Spirit.

It is a secret technique performed by a necromancer on the target soul.

[Kuhh… … .]

[Something? What!? Are you trying to control us… … .]

[We are the ones who escaped the central processing unit’s control. This kind of control is unacceptable… … Wow!]

The target was the survivors who had just been delighted with Mari’s recovery magic.

Tsutsu side-

A part of their soul was plucked out of them.

The stem of that soul was visible to me.

‘oh. Is it because they are survivors who survived this situation? Is your soul quite fat? Rather, the mechanical body looks small.’

– That’s great. If I had known them before returning, I would have gone ahead with the contract somehow. These are the ones who would have been better off turning them into demons.

their souls.

It was so great that even the demon king coveted it.

Such a soul is kneaded and fitted into Isaiah’s hand.

according to the size of their bodies.

“… … .”

Concentrated, in the middle of touching the soul, she immediately entered the next stage.

it eats away at the body.

Originally, this technique was magic used by a necromancer to dwell in a living body.

Or, it was a method used to create undead by infusing the spirit into dead bones.

One of the special ways to use the necromantic undead that listens to the necromancer, rather than the soulless natural undead.

Originally, casting one of these magics was a daunting task in itself.

[Uhhhhh!]

[Quit… … Even if you want to stop!]

[Bae, betrayal… … !]

Isaiah was casting his magic at once against the survivors over thirty.

To think that he could harass dozens of souls and bodies at once.

It was great.

In the sudden situation, the remaining survivors panicked.

[Death for betrayal… … !]

[flaw… … I didn’t come here to face this!]

The remaining survivors in full panic.

Before they knew it, they changed their stance while transforming their bodies.

It was a battle stance.

You thought we had betrayed you.

There was no time to explain to those who were mistaken.

“Hold on for a moment. Bind the shadows.”

[You used skill: Shadow Bind.]

[Ouch… … .]

[Kuhh… … .]

Raise the momentum and oppress their souls.

At the same time, I used the shadow to bind them together.

Because I had to buy some time.

Meanwhile, Isaiah used the curse for the last time.

Fixed Curse.

It was a pretty nasty kind of curse.

The curse of fixation literally immobilizes the target as it is.

This is sometimes called the curse of immortality.

The time it takes to be cursed, just as it is.

Because it is the curse of fixedness to live fixedly without a single change.

A creature caught under this curse is literally unable to make any changes. I can’t get better, I can’t move forward.

That’s why it was a blessing on the surface, but it was a curse because it fixed the object itself.

Because no living being, regardless of race, wants to live in a fixed state.

Also, being in a fixed state is more painful than anything else.

As a result.

-Curse of fixation… … It’s been a while since I’ve seen you. Perhaps thanks to that, I can see their souls crying out.

‘okay. Everything else is possible, but the soul cannot be fixed. However, since the body was fixed… … The gap must be painful.’

As the demon king said, I could see their souls crying out in pain.

Bind with necromancy.

It cries out even though it is restored with Mari’s divinity.

This was when I had to step in.

“shall we start. Whoa… … source release.”

[You used skill: Source Discharge.]

Like I did after the trial dungeon.

I took out a part of the source of my soul and listened.

taking out a part of my soul

“Kuhh… … .”

That in itself was a huge overload.

It’s literally bringing out my original source.

However, I have to take out the root so that I can do what I am doing now.

one thing i want to do now

‘It transforms their souls themselves.’

The long time spent in the ruins, their broken and worn souls.

It was to touch the soul.

By doing so, they tried to restore the gap between their bodies and souls.

It was a mystery that only I could do.

“Whoa… … .”

Even in the midst of pain, I never stopped touching their souls.

This was my whim.

A great whim for those who constantly struggled in the midst of pain and despair!

ssssssss-

What will be the outcome of such a whim?

‘… … I don’t know.’

Even I, who have returned, do not know because it is the first time I have experienced it.

However, I just hope that the results are never bad.

Did my wish like that come through?

[You have restored the spirituality of Survivor of the Factory: B-245.]

[You are a survivor of the factory: B-1223… … .]

.

.

.

Marie, Isaiah, and me.

A miracle that the three of us created happened.

restored their spirituality.

By doing so.

It produced the effect I wanted.

-The transformation of magical power has disappeared!

It is the perfect recovery of those desperately surviving!

[oh… … No more magic power flowing down.]

[Ahhh… … what is this… … .]

[Looks like a new born.]

The wear and tear of all survivors who have regained their spirituality has stopped.

No, the worn out and broken soul was restored.

The recovery was creating new possibilities.

in return.

[A great achievement!]

[You accomplished the feat of restoring the spirituality of the opponent, not your own.]

[You are blessed: You have obtained a robot.]

[You obtained the skill: Soul Recovery by yourself.]

[You have succeeded in raising yourself to the next level.]

[Since you raised yourself, the level of the god’s body has risen by one level.]

[Your physical ability rises one more level.]

[The depth of your spiritual power has deepened.]

I obtained new skills and blessings.

And he did something unexpected.

‘… … You said you raised yourself?’

My body, which had already grown, became stronger.

I took it out with difficulty, and put it back in. The source of my soul.

I felt the source grow bigger and harder.

So I was going one step further.

Similar to me, those who recovered their spirituality from me began to show movements I did not expect.

* * *

They began to devour everything around them.

clap. clap.

That was the beginning.

I started transforming my body.

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Just like a grown caterpillar creates a cocoon.

They devoured everything around them, creating a cocoon that covered themselves.

They were cocoons made of solid steel.

Such a cocoon was thirty.

Cocoons 3 meters high filled the surroundings.

Our surroundings seemed to be surrounded by a solid iron wall in the suddenly created cocoons.

“under… … What the hell is going on?”

“manager. If you do something like this, speak up.”

“… … Please explain.”

Only then did the team sigh and spoke.

The remaining survivors, who thought we had betrayed them, mumbled incomprehensible words.

[Ahh… … .]

[Were you the savior… … ?]

[…] … Unbelievable.]

They talked about saviors and prophecies for a long time.

Isn’t it pretty funny to talk about prophecy or salvation with a mechanical body?

Even that is surprising.

Beyond stopping the confrontation, they were doing something I had never thought of.