I Regressed to My Ruined Family Chapter 226

＃When it returned, the family was ruined (227)

Contrary to its bleak appearance, it did not seem like a single living thing could survive.

The atmosphere in the mountains was chaotic, as if a beehive had been disturbed.

Just looking at the metal dragons spread out all over the mountain range was like that.

All of the metal dragons were moving around without composure, as if they were desperately searching for something. It wasn’t just low-ranking dragons acting like that.

‘It’s pretty good.’

Not only the high-ranking metal dragons, but also the red-skinned royal guards were dispatched to search the mountain range like teeth. If that amount had been invested, it would be safe to say that there were virtually no dragons protecting the Iron Tyrant.

Considering that the most important things in this plan were speed and stealth, the stage was set for a rampage.

―Lasuna?

-amrsan.

-shit!

I could hear the conversation of several metal dragons.

Even though I couldn’t understand the language, it wasn’t difficult to understand the tone of voice. They were overly anxious.

It must have failed to achieve its purpose.

This means that the personnel dispatched from the religious leader are performing their roles very well.

‘There will be plenty of time.’

Naturally, we passed through the group of metal dragons and moved toward the underground palace, the tyrant’s residence.

Since he did not reach the level of transcendence and used an artifact specialized for hiding, it was impossible to sense his presence unless he was a high-ranking metal dragon. If any of them appeared, they would hide and wait for a while before moving and crossing the mountain range.

Before long, a huge cave appeared.

‘Is this this place?’

According to the map given by Anna, this is the Iron Tyrant’s residence.

Normally, there would have been a dragon guarding the entrance, but it was different now. The entrance to the cave, with its mouth wide open, was unduly deserted.

They usually only set up sentries to control the number of people coming in and out, but they probably did not set up dragons to truly protect the Iron Tyrant. Because no one would have thought that they would harm the tyrant.

That is probably why they do their best to search the mountains without paying attention to the security of the underground palace.

Only after losing the ruler will the natural thoughts change one hundred and eighty degrees. It was all an incident aimed at targeting the Iron Tyrant.

We entered the inside of a huge cave.

Contrary to the fancy description of the underground palace, the inside was eerily quiet. Only the occasional torch light reveals the liveliness.

The inside of the cave became increasingly larger as we entered. It was not that there were no dragons at all, but there were almost no individuals with enough skill to detect their presence.

A huge palace was visible in the distance.

In fact, it was embarrassing to even be called a palace. Typically, the word palace usually brings to mind the king’s residence, and most of its virtues were focused on splendor. But the underground palace was different.

A rugged yet gigantic tower made by processing inky-colored metal. It was the reality of an underground palace.

‘Yur.’

It could be said to be a good quality metal. Its characteristic feature is that it is very strong, comparable in strength to mithril. However, it was a metal that was not very valuable commercially. The reason was simple. Because the shortcomings were fatal.

A metal that is naturally hard but cannot absorb any mana.

Considering that both knights and wizards basically infuse mana into the weapons they use to increase their performance according to their intended use, this could clearly be considered a fatal flaw.

Of course, its strength is comparable to that of mithril, but it is several times cheaper than mithril, so there is no metal of this quality that low-level knights can utilize. Yur was one of the metals that was not very attractive to metal dragons. This is because the metal dragon has a structure in which its physical properties change accordingly depending on what metal it ingests. What if Yur is absorbed in such a structure?

Although the body itself could be hardened to a strength worthy of mithril, it had the fatal disadvantage of the body’s mana sensitivity becoming increasingly hardened. Not being able to utilize mana was the same as completely closing off the possibility of growing into a higher-level entity.

To overcome it in the future, you need to consume metal with high mana sensitivity. Of course, such metal would not be easy to obtain. Even among metal dragons, metals like mithril were extremely popular items.

If there was one attractive use, it was the fact that it could be used to strengthen low-level metal dragons.

When making a general soldier unit, there is no other metal as good as Yur.

‘So the tower must have been made of Yur.’

Because high-ranking dragons reside there, is the palace constructed with high-level metals such as adamantium?

I can guarantee that the palace constructed like that will be completely eaten up in less than a day. High-ranking dragons, including the Iron Tyrant, will be drooling right now.

There were no guards up to the entrance of the cave, but it was different from the entrance of the tower. There were guards stationed quite tightly around the entrance and outskirts.

‘It has to be that way.’

If you see a metal dragon trying to gnaw at the Tower of Yur where the tyrant resides, you will have to cut off its head.

The world is wide and there are many crazy people. That would equally apply to the dragon race. For low-ranking dragons, yur was an attractive enough metal. That’s probably why the guards carefully look around.

I took out a mask from inside the magic bag. It was one of the items Anna handed over. It’s an object that looks exactly like the masks worn by those who are disturbing the mountain range.

Magical power was felt even in the mask. It was an object littered with all kinds of magic that interfered with vision, such as cognitive impairment, disturbance blinds, etc.

The battle against the Iron Tyrant will not be fought quietly. If you leave them alone, they will come rushing in later.

‘I guess I’ll have to deal with it slowly.’

It would be much easier to deal with it now than to watch it happen. I quietly approached the guard. The guards didn’t notice anything strange until they got very close. This may have been natural as the difference in skill was overwhelming.

Seeing them chatting so intently, it didn’t seem like they were being very vigilant.

but.

Who would be crazy enough to invade the tyrant’s residence?

From the time they first stood guard until now, they have never faced an active offensive. Except for today.

I took out my new sword.

He quietly approached the three sentries and slashed them with his sword. Blood immediately began to flow from the necks of the dragons who were still talking.

―…!

―Mat….

Before a single word could be said, the guards’ necks fell.

It was the beginning of a massacre.

* * *

‘We have arrived.’

Until we reached the top floor of the tower.

He was the one who slaughtered over two hundred dragons. Nevertheless, the tyrant did not even react.

That meant two cases.

Maybe he’s a dragon race so incompetent that he doesn’t even notice himself running wild in his front yard.

If not…

‘Are you waiting?’

Are you dressing up in flowers to welcome guests? In Ethan’s opinion, the latter was much more likely.

A challenger who dared to invade his territory. He’s probably waiting with quite a bit of enthusiasm. For him, this situation would be like half a game. On the top floor there was a huge gate and one room.

Jeokjeokjeok.

Tyrant’s room.

The sound of metal crunching could be heard vividly inside.

I opened the door.

Inside a dark room.

Inside, there was a pile of all kinds of metal and a dragon reaching out for the metal.

Without even looking back.

Yongin said.

-Are you part of those kites?

“That’s the way it is.”

-Your liver is also big. Hehe… That nonsense was done to target me.

“That’s the same thing.”

The tyrant who greedily devoured adamantium turned his head. I saw a human. It was a knight wearing a mask and a cloak. Clumsy magic could not fool the tyrant’s eyes. The tyrant’s eyes lit up as he immediately saw Ethan’s true nature.

-It’s not like you’re talking about something. Hehehe.

Humans were truly amazing creatures. It’s small, weak, and extremely greedy. However, it was also a race strong enough to completely engulf an entire continent.

The reason why this was possible is probably because exceptional individuals occasionally appear among that weak race.

Just like the human in front of me.

A strong man with a power that even the ruler cannot ignore. That was a being who had achieved the state of transcendence.

but.

The tyrant was not wary, but simply interested.

It was said that he was quite strong for a human, but that did not at all mean that his strength was truly acknowledged.

The tyrant was a hunter with great experience. Even if he was a highly skilled expert, he was not a match for himself. Even the Transcendent’s sword and magic were unable to pierce his outer shell and wound me.

At most, I’d be lucky if I got a scratch on it. The metals consumed by a tyrant who lived for a long time were numerous and diverse, and the quality was beyond imagination.

Even the famous Ardenheit has been tasted, albeit in very small amounts.

-Do you know that? Ardenheit was one of the most fantastic tasting metals I’ve ever tasted.

Ardenheit.

I will never forget that taste for the rest of my life.

A taste much sweeter, softer, and fluffier than any metal I’ve ever eaten. As if that wasn’t enough, there was also an electrifying amount of mana given by just a handful of metal. It was clearly a metal that satisfied both taste and smell.

For the first time in a very long time, a memory came back to me.

okay.

The scent emanating from the human sword in front of me was too familiar.

That person tried his best to hide it, but it wasn’t enough to fool the tyrant’s sense of smell.

That’s why he waited mercifully. You can’t immediately throw away a guest who brings a great gift, right?

A person who brought back truly happy memories once again.

Thanks to this, the tyrant was in a very, very good mood.

Unlike my previous feelings, where I wanted to tear off all the limbs of arrogant humans, torture them, and not even allow them to die.

-You can’t treat a guest who brought a good gift rudely.

The tyrant stood up.

A giant dragon nearly 5 meters tall began to look down at the divine sword with bright yellow eyes.

What was in those eyes was a desire so great that it could not be described.