Genius Regressor Makes Mythic Items

“You did well.”

It wasn’t arrogance, but a naturally condescending tone.

Then.

“Oh. I don’t need to talk like this. You did well.”

Glancing at the massive head lying behind him, Shimun corrected himself.

『Oh, no! You’re the successor of Lucifer. Please speak comfortably!』

The fallen angel’s voice sounded flustered.

To that.

“I’m more comfortable this way. No… this is comfortable… ha.”

Shimun, stumbling over his words a couple of times, let out a deep sigh.

“Anyway, as things here are nearly wrapped up, I’ll join you after retrieving the Sin of Lust.”

『Understood! We will prepare without any hitches!』

The fallen angel’s affirmative response. Disconnecting from the fallen angel, Shimun wore a slight smile.

“This is quite…”

He then raised his finger.

Squish.

Pointing to the transparent helm wrapped around his head.

“It’s more dangerous than it looks. This thing.”

He poked Tarnhelm.

‘It’s not just a transformation; is it genuinely changing my species?’

Though he wasn’t the type to show much deference. Being more comfortable speaking formally to those he wasn’t close to.

How did he end up finding informal and condescending speech easier?

‘Feels like I’m truly becoming a fallen angel.’

Shaking his head, Shimun heard.

– Even without Tarnhelm, you’re already like a fallen angel. No, even worse!

A sly voice echoed.

– After all, you inherited the relic of Lucifer, the Divine Usurper, not just any archdemon’s.

Like an ordinary fallen angel.

– So just let loose and do as you please! True downfall starts with letting go.

Lucifer’s arrogant pride was evident in his voice.

“Can I start by getting rid of you then?”

Shimun joked with playful eyes.

– See? It’s not because of Tarnhelm. Your essence is exactly like a fallen angel’s!

Lucifer, unable to see Shimun’s expression, shouted in alarm.

– It’s your true nature! Even if you always smile kindly, underneath, you’re just like me!

“Oh, sure, sure~.”

– Damn it! Even that teasing attitude is demonic…

Using Lucifer’s exasperated voice as background noise.

‘Still, a true myth-class item is different.’

Poking the squishy Tarnhelm once more, Shimun thought.

‘Now that I’ve somewhat learned how to handle the Devil Energy, let’s hurry and finish this arena.’

Fwoosh.

Clenching and unclenching his hand, flames formed using devil energy, and Shimun began to walk.

Before long.

Hummm…

He reached the Sin of Lust, which emanated a bleak hum.

Yet, he didn’t immediately reach out for it. The reason was simple.

‘Everyone seemed to pay attention to that arm?’

Before his battle with Medusa. Not just Lucifer. Even the Constellations had shown great interest in it. Shimun’s gaze turned toward the arm holding the Sin of Lust.

It appeared almost like it was made from mithril. A black arm with faint silver gleams peeking through the dark surface.

It was intriguing but didn’t seem to hold anything particularly special.

‘Even I, without realizing, reached out for it back then.’

Recalling how he had instinctively reached out, Shimun thought.

‘Let’s start with checking the information.’

Focusing on the potential situation, he looked at the black arm.

Then.

『Damaged Silver Arm』

Grade: ?

A silver arm that is damaged in many ways.

For something that was holding the Sin of Lust, the information window seemed rather shabby.

‘Is that all?’

Amused by the brief description, Shimun smirked. However, even with this short content. There was something to be gained.

‘At least it seems to be something connected to the Galaxy Arena.’

Like the DS given by Zhang Wanchi, the Vice-guildmaster of the Continental. Having an information window meant it had some connection to the Galaxy Arena.

Furthermore.

『The Constellation Black Goat chuckles, ‘Hah! Using it like that? Just like those reptilian scum.’』

『The Constellation Ra sighs, ‘A dragon using what was obtained by a giant… (Truly an ignorant and filthy alliance.)’』

『The Constellations Zeus, Heavenly Demon, Baal, and Odin shake their heads.』

In reaction to the Constellations.

『The Constellation XXX gazes at the damaged silver arm with a complicated look.』

From the moment he saw the two angels presented by Medusa Ravi, even an unnamed Constellation had reacted. Anyone could see it was an unusual object.

Naturally.

‘I’ll take this along too.’

There was no reason not to take it.

‘I can examine its usage and details in the lab.’

If it proved unworkable, he could still use it in conjunction with the Sin of Lust as he had just done.

Having resolved his thoughts. Shimun reached out towards the black arm.

Thump!

A sudden reaction surged from somewhere within his body.

“The trait Stigma has reacted to the ‘Damaged Silver Arm’.”

A series of messages floated before his eyes.

“Stigma trait? Why would…?”

With his eyes wide, Shimun barely had time to understand what was happening before he heard a clicking sound. The silver arm, which looked like a statue previously supporting the Sin of Lust, now had its fingers creaking indifferently before casually knocking the Sin of Lust aside.

“Oops!”

Surprised, Shimun extended his arm towards the falling Sin of Lust, but before he could catch it, the fingers of the arm stopped moving.

Creak!

The enlarged fingers, now resembling a monster’s maw, swooped down on Shimun’s arm in a massive swoop.

“Damn it!”

With a flutter of his wings, Shimun hastily propelled his body backward, trying to escape the grasp of the hand.

However, the enlarged, damaged silver arm anticipated his movement, rapidly growing in size to catch up with the retreating Shimun.

Snap!

It swallowed Shimun’s right arm in one swift motion. Shimun let out a small grunt, but that was about it.

The response was due to a natural reflex caused by the sudden situation.

“I don’t feel anything…”

The expected pain was absent. Instead, something slimy, like some kind of liquid or slime, clung to his arm, wriggling and slowly being absorbed.

Strangely enough.

“I can feel it’s there, but it’s not uncomfortable.”

Despite the sure feeling of something penetrating his arm, there was no discomfort whatsoever. Instead,

“It feels like when I use Dragonoid. As if something is being layered on top.”

It felt like wearing custom-made armor inside his right arm. Considering humans could feel pain even with the smallest foreign object in their body, it was quite a surprising phenomenon.

But was Shimun the only one thinking this way?

– Ah, why is this thing going inside of him?!

A dumbfounded voice echoed from Lucifer in the left eye.

– You’re such an immature rebel. You’re part of the same body, aren’t you? It reacted to oppa’s Stigma trait, that’s why.

And from the Philosopher’s Stone in the center of the chest, a cheery voice rang out.

Then.

『The Constellation Zeus murmurs, ‘A Stigma trait…’』

『The Constellation Odin shrugs, ‘Not surprising. The original owner lost their divinity.’』

『The Constellation Heavenly Demon strokes his beard, ‘Didn’t he already receive sustenance from Tiamat? It’s natural to be drawn to Shimun.’』

『The Constellation Black Goat nods, ‘Indeed. Besides, it seems like it’s just settled for now.’』

『The Constellations Ra and Baal nod in agreement.』

The responses from the Constellations appeared one after another. Among them, Shimun’s attention was drawn to.

‘Just settled for now?’

The Black Goat’s words. He had already noted the messages and the Stigma trait’s reaction from earlier.

‘So even if it feels like part of me now, it’s still not truly mine?’

It meant that the Damaged Silver Arm hadn’t become his possession. Shimun glanced at his right arm, where the Damaged Silver Arm had fused.

Then.

– Shimun-nim? It’s time to create the altar. What should we do?

The voice of the fallen angel echoed in his mind.

“Oh. Set it up in an appropriate location. I’ll be there soon.”

Understood.

Shimun replied casually and let out a short sigh.

‘Well, there shouldn’t be any immediate problems. Let’s deal with this first.’

Hummm…

He picked up the Sin of Lust, still emitting its eerie hum.

“We’ll check this out too, once we’re back.”

He turned towards the mirror through which he had originally entered.

*

『Aah!』

“G-good!”

Grrr!

“Kya-ha-ha!”

Moans of all kinds mixed in a symphony of pleasure could be heard from everywhere.

The place overseeing this riotous and chaotic enjoyment. On the rooftop of the tallest building in the Cradle of Indulgence stood the fallen angels.

“Sigh… I want to enjoy it too…”

“Indeed. To not be able to savor such pleasures.”

“Should we sneak off now?”

They clicked their tongues in disappointment, their black wings shaking slightly.

“That’s a good idea. I’ll go first, and we’ll switch…”

One of them, driven by the idea, was about to unfurl his wings when.

Hummm.

A faint humming sound came from the mirror behind them.

“Huh!”

Flap.

The fallen angel, who was about to jump down, hurriedly flapped his wings and stepped back.

The other fallen angels, who were clicking their tongues, quickly returned to their positions.

“Welcome, Shimun-nim.”

The fallen angels, standing upright, bowed to Shimun as he emerged from the mirror.

“Have you waited long? No. You’ve waited a long time, haven’t you?”

Shimun smiled gently.

“I was delayed a bit because I was packing this.”

Shimun lightly shook the mirror he was holding.

“Oh, no!”

“For orders from Shimun-nim, we can wait a thousand, ten thousand years!”

In voices filled with resolve, the fallen angels replied like soldiers on high alert. Although there was no one watching.

‘What? Why are they suddenly acting like this?’

Shimun blinked in surprise at the fallen angels’ even more respectful demeanor than before.

Ooh!

“More! More!!”

“Ahh!”

Shimun chuckled softly at the moans echoing from all around.

‘Ah, it must have been because of that.’

Then.

“There are places of indulgence in the Demon Realm as well. Enjoy yourself there.”

Shaking his head slightly, he said and headed towards the center of the rooftop. Surrounded by fallen angels, the center of the rooftop was piled high with bones of various races.

Rrrumble.

A skull rolled over due to the wind, which Shimun glanced at.

He then looked at the fallen angels and said.

“You’ve gathered quite a lot more than I expected.”

“Fates of those who couldn’t overcome their limitations and threw themselves into pleasure.”

“The pleasures here can ensnare even the top-ranked species of the Arena…”

“Yes. I suppose that makes sense.”, Shimun nodded slowly at the fallen angels’ responses.

‘On Earth, too, with all the drugs and whatnot, countless people have lost their lives to indulgence.’

People who lost their lives to pleasure were numerous even on Earth. Let alone in a place like the Cradle of Indulgence, a haven of pleasure that even enchanted Constellations.

It was filled with things that could easily crush life. Anyway.

“Though it’s a bit crude, as an altar, it’s sufficient, so there’s no problem.”

The pile of bones prepared by the fallen angels. An impromptu altar was adequate for the ritual. Shimun, with a satisfied smile, reached into his inventory.

Then.

He brought out an item.

“Oh, no?!”

“That’s…!”

Did they recognize the ‘Fragment of Tartaros’?

“How did you acquire such a precious thing…”

“Truly… a being beyond our reach.”

“As expected of the successor!”

The fallen angels, bursting with admiration, took a few steps back. They knelt on one knee, showing reverence.

To that.

‘They recognize the Fragment of Tartaros even though they aren’t Constellations.’

With an embarrassed expression. Shimun scratched his cheek lightly, then he composed himself. He walked towards the pile of bones.

Then.

Snap.

Snapping his fingers towards the pile of bones.

Crack.

With the sound of bones breaking, the heap swiftly transformed into a neat, angular altar.

‘This should be satisfactory.’

Nodding in approval, Shimun placed the Fragment of Tartaros on the altar. Drawing on the power of the Death energy.

Ssss.

An eerie aura characteristic of death seeped out from the Fragment of Tartaros, spreading across the altar.

“To fulfill the promise of days past…”

He concentrated the smoke-like aura onto the altar.

“Come forth, Feathered Serpent God.”

He murmured softly.

Beyond the eerie atmosphere.

『Hehehe… finally…』

A spine-chilling presence, capable of unsettling the mind, whispered in his ears.

Then.

Boom!

As if an entire building had dropped onto the area. An overwhelming presence bore down on the altar and its surroundings.

“Ugh!”

“Nhngh!”

The fallen angels, who had been showing their reverence, staggered all at once. The overwhelming presence was soon focused on the surging death aura gathered on the altar.

Then.

Hummm!

As the surging energy condensed into a single point.

Swoosh!

The condensed aura shot up, piercing the sky. A gigantic pillar of dark green and gray energy. Riding atop it. A massive serpent adorned with vibrant feathers slowly descended.

This was the same being that had turned the Chernobyl Exclusion Zone into a land of death. And had attempted to do the same during the recent Ukraine crisis.

『At long last, this day has come!』

It was the Death Constellation, Quetzalcoatl.