I Regressed to My Ruined Family Chapter 232

#When they returned, the family was ruined (233)

The moment the two seasons collided, the underground palace, which could not withstand the shock, began to slowly collapse.

It was not only the tyrant’s residence called a palace or a tower that collapsed. The ground sank rapidly and the entire basement began to slowly collapse. The eyes of both people frowned at the same time.

A huge underground cave.

The minimum depth here was over 100 meters. If even a portion of the mountain range above collapses, it will be crushed by tremendous pressure.

‘It’s becoming a nuisance.’

Ethan frowned as he saw the cave slowly starting to collapse.

Although it changed into a state similar to a semi-spiritual body due to its immortality, it did not mean that it maintained a completely immaterial state like a ghost.

In order to maintain that state, a huge amount of mana had to be consumed. The amount of time you can maintain your spiritual body while avoiding the remains of the collapsing mountain range…

‘The maximum would be about two minutes at most.’

A situation in which more than 70% of the mana in the body disappeared due to a real sword fight with a tyrant. In such a situation, it was impossible to maintain a spiritual body for a long time.

Of course, two minutes was not too much of a time to completely escape this vast underground palace.

That is, assuming there is no interference from the tyrant. Ethan looked at the angry metal dragon.

‘…Are you trying to grab my ankle?’

Then he shook his head.

Just because he’s that guy doesn’t mean holding onto his ankles is an advantageous option.

Due to the recent collision, the mountain range that supported the underground palace was slowly starting to crack.

It was obvious that a huge landslide would occur. What if you are buried deep underground by a collapsing mountain range?

No matter how hard its outer shell is, it will not be able to fully withstand the pressure applied to it.

Either a half-spiritual self due to immortality or a tyrant protecting his body with a strong outer shell.

It is inevitable that both of them will be seriously injured.

If we clashed like we do now without giving even an inch to each other, the outcome would be as obvious as a fire. Ethan quickly stepped back and looked at the tyrant.

“hey.”

―…?

“If the mountain range collapses like this, I don’t think there will be any good results for you or me.”

-…so?

“I don’t think it will be too late to go out and fight.”

―Hehe… Is it going to end up curling its tail? It doesn’t really matter to me.

“Then let’s die together.”

―….

The tyrant was silent for a moment at the very calm answer without the slightest hint of bravado. Often, other dragons would call metal dragons ignorant, but they were not truly ignorant. It’s just that they fight aggressively due to their racial characteristics.

Even the tyrant knew.

He is a man who engages in tense battles to the extent that one cannot predict the future. If the lion attacks him when he dies, no one will be able to escape from this place until the cave completely collapses.

Normally, without any injuries, I would have been able to withstand that much pressure.

But the situation now was different.

Although his body had become stronger after going through a runaway and transformation, his entire body was full of scars.

This was because human resistance was so strong. As if that wasn’t enough, a large amount of mana was consumed.

‘If I can catch that guy’s feet…’

I was confident that I wouldn’t be able to get out.

Although it changed into a state similar to a spirit body, that was because it was enough to hit it with a fist covered in mana.

Instead, that person will also attack him like a lion.

It was obvious that the number of wounds would increase and that the more vulnerable he would become to pressure. Because the outer shell was strong, the inner body did not boast the same strength as the outer skin.

What if the underground cave where the palace is located completely collapses?

They are crushed by an enormous amount of vomit and buried alive deep underground. That was not a very pleasant conclusion even for the tyrant. If you were to die while risking your life in a close fight, it wouldn’t be such a shameful death.

‘If he was buried alive…’

The worst thing was that none of his compatriots witnessed the close encounter with this human. All of the guards who had been protecting him had long since been wiped out, and the dragons under his command, including the division commander, had long since vacated the palace to search for a group of humans.

A human being who moves beyond the transcendent. If his compatriots had witnessed this skirmish, he might have been praised for his honorable death, but if he had been buried alive, the only story he would have known would have been known.

If it were a fragile human body, the body would be torn to pieces, and even if it was found, it would be difficult to guess its identity.

I could already clearly see the story being told to my fellow countrymen.

While the group of humans was looking away, an ‘unidentified’ intruder entered.

The tyrant and the invader engaged in a skirmish, and the mountain range collapsed, ultimately trapping them underground and killing them.

‘shit!’

At the very least, he died after being crushed in a collapsed cave while fighting with humans, who were not even of the same dragon race?

And that to a naked thunderbolt whose identity I don’t even know?

They will mock how incompetent they must have been to dig their own graves without even being able to deal with a single human being.

He could well have expected how much the other rulers would laugh at him when they heard the news.

Even if it were you, the moment you hear such a story, you will come out with ridicule instead of condolences.

He was more familiar with the word death than anyone else on the front line. So death was not something to be afraid of.

But a dishonorable death was a different story.

‘This iron tyrant…’

will die in such an indecent manner that he will become a laughing stock of other rulers?

Because I never imagined I would close my eyes like that.

It was not surprising that the longing for life arose.

A moment of worry.

The result is…

-Only until we get out of this place to some extent.

It was a very brief truce.

A place located in the deepest level of an underground cave. Even if it got crushed, at least it wasn’t here.

‘Half answer.’

If you go up to half the height, the pressure will be reduced even more.

Killing humans is still possible at that time.

Or go out and kill him.

Negotiations are over.

No more words were needed.

The human immediately started running towards the exit. Turning his body revealed some gaps, but the tyrant decided to escape the cave instead of targeting the humans. It wasn’t because he was particularly just.

To a warmonger, justice was only about how to kill the opponent quickly and efficiently.

However, the reason the tyrant did not target humans was because although there was a gap, it was not large.

A single stab itself would be possible. However, inflicting fatal injuries would be very difficult.

After hurting me like that?

From then on, the death race will begin without any conversation.

“Then let’s die together.”

Thinking back on the man’s last words, he was a poisonous species that deserved it. Rather, now let’s cooperate a little with each other…

Immediately, the eyes of the tyrant who was following the human widened widely. This was because an enormous amount of mana flowed onto the human sword.

After talking to each other when we got out of the cave, what could be the reason for him to suddenly do something like that?

It was almost obvious.

―Such a bastard…!

The tyrant hastily gathered mana into his legs. A very brief moment of hesitation when a human turns around.

That hesitation widened the distance between the two. At least to a distance where a human cannot close his/her fist until a single slash is made.

It had fatal results.

Quang!

The largest and fastest exit from the underground cave to reach the surface. The exit, which had been holding on precariously with incontinence in various places, began to burst like a crispy snack with a single strike from a human.

At that moment the tyrant saw.

A cunning smile that resides on the lips of humans. One step late in movement.

The human had suddenly turned into a spirit body and was running away.

This means that you can move forward without being affected by falling piles of stones or dirt.

However, tyrants could not maintain an immaterial state like humans.

It is impossible to avoid all falling objects in a limited space. Gradually, the obstacles facing the tyrant’s body were increasing. Nevertheless, although I was moving along the shortest route as calmly as possible, the distance from humans was only getting further and further away.

The cunning man didn’t just run away. As the distance grew even further, they began to break down the supports in the cave one by one, as if trying to heal them.

The result was obvious.

If time passes like this, the human will escape and you will be crushed by vomit.

Of course he wouldn’t die… but

the problem was after he escaped.

The enormous pressure would cause the wound to burst, whereas the human body would remain relatively intact.

Wow!

His eyes became cold as he chewed his mouth.

-OK.

If something is going to be broken, wouldn’t it be fair for the other person to also be hurt?

Mana flowed over the tyrant’s hand. The idea was to set off a shock wave throughout the cave and collapse the weakened ground in one blow.

Of course, even if you do that, it will not change the fact that you are at a disadvantage because humans are currently in a slightly higher position.

But…

-Let’s die together!

One thing was certain.

The fact is that he won’t be able to get out unscathed. At the very least, consuming a large amount of mana cannot be avoided.

You will have to remain in a complete spiritual state until you completely leave this place. Because a fatal mistake had been made, it was impossible to find a better alternative.

The tyrant’s two fists pounded the ground. The mountain range that had barely held on was suddenly broken.

Rumble!

Humans and dragons.

It was inevitable that the two creatures would encounter a natural disaster.

* * *

Outside the mountains.

It was already a battlefield.

Twelve knights.

Near them were the corpses of hundreds of metal dragons. Even for the 12 seasoned knights, it was impossible to fight against this number without getting hurt.

If it weren’t for the equipment made of adamantium, there would have been many casualties already. Among them, it was Irk who was engaging in the fiercest battle. Kracetus’ outer shell was harder than adamantium, so Irk’s sword only left a few scratches on his outer shell.

Although it looked like a fierce battle, there was a bit of boredom in Irk’s eyes.

‘When will it end?’

The core of this operation was the operation. This was because the structure was such that depending on whether he hunted the tyrant or not, it would be decided whether the 12 Knights would do their best or retreat.

While the battle was going on like that.

Rumble!

With a huge explosion, the mountain range in the distance sank.

“…”

―….

It was at the same time that the eyes of the two races that were continuing the battle focused on that place.

The abode of a tyrant.

There was no doubt that a battle so great that the place was completely destroyed was taking place.

Who will be the winner?

intruder?

Or a tyrant?

That was a question hundreds of times more important than the battle being fought now.