I Regressed to My Ruined Family Chapter 283

＃When I returned, my family was ruined (284)

The Great Mountains, a land where life died.

The ruler led each tribe to settle in the land of humans. If so, I couldn’t help but have one question. The metal dragon was able to accumulate nutrients and energy by consuming metal.

So what did the Destruction Dragon, a member of the Calamity clan, consume to survive?

As soon as they entered the mountains, Ethan could immediately notice how they carried out their feeding activities. An ominous energy spreads throughout the Great Mountains. I felt like I was draining myself every time I took a breath. If an ordinary person enters this area, they will face death in less than thirty minutes. Ethan knew very well when this phenomenon occurred.

‘Yonglinmok.’

An evil tree that absorbs all the life around it, uses it as food, and eventually bears fruit made of that food.

The land around where the dragon tree is planted is an endless source of power for the dragon race, but it endlessly takes away the source of power for all living creatures except for it.

It was this dragon tree that killed the world tree that the elves had grown.

“Crazy guys.”

Dragon of destruction. They must have gotten their energy from the vitality flowing from the Dragon’s neck.

I also thought I could understand why they chose the Elfernrys Mountains as their home base.

It is a place with no people.

Whether this place was even more devastated than before was really of no concern to humans.

The ground was as rough as a cookie, and it was difficult to find any other living creatures even if you washed your eyes and looked for them.

An area where crops cannot sprout properly even if they are planted.

So, I would have never even thought about living in the Great Mountains. In fact, only a handful of people have passed through the Great Mountains in the past 100 years.

Even the residents of nearby villages call this area cursed by God.

Since the area is so far away from human interest, there would be no problems if Yongrin trees were planted there.

The Yongrinmok’s vitality is stronger than an iron tendon, so it must have somehow grown in size by sucking up the last drop of energy from the desolate mountain range.

The results were disastrous. Even after washing my eyes and searching, it was difficult to discern the activity of the creature. It was to the point where I couldn’t even see a single common flying insect.

Ethan’s face hardened as he poured mana into the ground below. It has been a long time since countless Yongrin trees grew underground, their roots entangled like snakes.

‘It’s broken. completely.’

Within three years, the great mountain range will completely collapse. It had never been a good land to live in, but now it was impossible to even wear a respirator.

‘There must be at least forty trees.’

The last fruit squeezed out of the mountain range was probably consumed by Calamity and other members of his family. I was furious. It was not because it ruined the originally desolate Great Mountain Range. It was

just…

because the past came to mind.

As the range of activities of the Yong people in the western continent expanded, the number of Yonglin trees also increased endlessly.

In the end, about 10 years had passed since the war began. More than 60% of the Western Continent has been turned into land uninhabitable by humans. Naturally, farmland accounted for a significant portion of them.

There were more people who died from hunger than those who died from the dragon race. Even if we call it the Arduous March, it was such a terrible day that there is nothing to say about it. That’s why Ethan hated this damn tree.

“…I will kill them all.”

It was fortunate that these guys settled in Elfernrys, a deserted and desolate land. If Yongrinmok had been sprinkled in the granary area, many people would have starved to death.

If that were the case, humans would never have stayed still. Ardan’s sacrifice made many changes. So much so that the noble dragons of destruction hide in a corner and quietly build up their strength.

I took out a divine sword from my subspace pocket. The guy started talking excitedly about seeing the outside world for the first time in a long time.

[Oh oh! Master! Have I finally recognized my need? I will do my best to help. By the way… where is this place? There seems to be a really disgusting scent coming from the ground…]

“It is the ruler’s residence.”

[Wow, those guys are like weeds that keep popping up no matter how many times you kill them.]

“Be prepared.”

[Preparation for what?]

“Prepare your mind. “It’ll probably hurt quite a bit.”

[…Ha, swordsmanship is truly arduous.]

With the divine sword in hand, I began to search the great mountain range. As we went deeper inside, the dragons of destruction began to appear one by one.

There was no time to kill each of the henchmen one by one. All you have to do is kill the boss. If that happens, the rest of the ragtag group will fall apart on their own.

After activating hibernation, I searched the mountains for about half a day.

Ethan’s energy was powerful. It must have belonged to the ruler.

The deepest part of the mountain range.

In the place where the most dragon trees were located, there was a dragon with a body of up to 3 meters.

‘It’s a disaster.’

His appearance was not much different from his previous life. I quietly and more stealthily than ever approached him. The guy seemed completely calm, as if he had never noticed his attack.

I raised my new sword.

A lot of strength went into my leg muscles. The moment I lunged straight through my elastic muscles and thrust my sword into the guy’s head. Disaster immediately bowed its head. The sword barely grazed the top of his head and cut off a bit of the guy’s skin. I made eye contact with Calamity, who suddenly raised his head.

I could see his face hardening. That too for a while. The guy put his hands behind his back.

Pop!

Puddeuddeuk!

A red lump came out from behind with an eerie sound. There were two lumps instead of one. Before I knew it, Calamity’s hands were holding a pair of long swords made of red bone.

Ethan knew what that was. One of the powers of disaster.

‘Bone sword.’

The efficacy was simple.

It was the ability to freely use one’s bones like a sword.

Among the numerous parts, the part he enjoyed using the most was the spine. This was because it was the longest, sharpest, and hardest of all.

‘It’s been a while.’

Before ambushing him.

Ethan had two options. Destroy all the dragon trees scattered around the first one. Not only was it obvious that things would become noisy, but it was no way to save the surprise attack.

The second was the surprise attack just carried out. Kill with one blow. If only he was mortally wounded, the battle could have ended much easier than he thought. All you had to do was destroy Yongrinmok after that.

However, the second method did not have a 100% chance. If he had reached the state of absolute absoluteness, he would not know. Otherwise, there was not much chance of being able to kill Disaster, which was also in the same state of transcendence, with a single sword. I would rate it really high, like 50%.

Nevertheless, the reason I chose the 50% probability was because I was confident that even if this assassination failed, the result would not change.

The guy dodged.

So the next step was simple. Just kill them in an all-out war.

Disaster met our eyes. Eyes burning with murder and hatred.

No more words were needed.

Bursting heat gushed out of my body. Along with the immortality, the structure of the body was changed. It belongs to a tyrant who specializes in all-out warfare.

The body he was able to embody now extended beyond his arms and reached his legs. Creeping. Calamity’s eyes narrowed at the appearance created by the accumulation of mana. It looked very familiar.

tyrant.

He was a man with a short temper and lack of calm, but he was one of my colleagues who once shared the same goal.

A peacock’s head would not be a bad choice as a gift for the underworld.

In addition to the two bone swords, Calamity used one more of his powers.

Pop!

Pop!

Bones located throughout the body protruded through the outer skin. Its shape was like a hedgehog.

‘Are you saying you want to use electric power?’

Bone swords are bone swords, but the technique that gave them the greatest reputation for disaster was the ‘explosion’.

The Destruction Dragon was able to compress its own bones to the limit and store them within its body. As the period of life increases, bones gradually accumulate like sedimentary layers.

Explosion was a technique to expel the accumulated bones outside the body and use them in attack and defense. The reason it gained such a vicious reputation was simple.

This was because the disaster could freely control the bones that had protruded like that. They all rushed at each other at the same time. First, the divine sword and the two spines collided.

While a power struggle is taking place.

In an instant, the elongated bone pierced my entire body. I put as much mana into my body as I could.

The bones that pierced my burning body began to glow with white flame.

In an instant, an enormous amount of mana drained away like an ebb.

The immortal body was a technique that kept the body alive even before the white flame of the entire body was extinguished, but instead sucked up an unmanageable amount of mana at every moment.

Still, it didn’t matter.

Because as much as he sacrificed his mana, the disaster was also sacrificing the group of bones he had built up over a lifetime.

The Eight Rings were opened.

The heat was so intense that its bones began to drip. Disaster widened its eyes at that sight. The bone currently piercing the duke’s body was a powerful weapon that had been built up over a lifetime and whose density had constantly increased.

Although the durability itself was slightly lower than that of a tyrant’s outer shell, the attack power of the sharply reshaped bones was enough to pierce and kill even a considerable number of transcendents.

Even if protected by flame, there were bound to be limits. If your entire body were pierced and turned into minced meat, no matter how expert you were, you wouldn’t have the talent to survive. That’s why I attacked with all my might from the first sword strike.

Clearly, the bone had penetrated all the white flames and was working diligently to expand the space by digging inside. There was no way a human made of flesh and blood could withstand such an attack. I didn’t think it would matter even if my body was made of flames. In the end, all I had to do was erase everything.

But the results were different.

Rather, he was slowly being eaten by the bastard. I hastily summoned the bones. However, the group of bones only creaked violently and made no attempt to escape from the Duke’s body. As if I were a moth caught tightly in a spider’s web.

The tyrant pushed the duke back with all his might. The idea was that if I could just push with force, I would be able to recover the bone naturally.

However, despite all the effort put into it, the duke was not pushed back even a single step.

Both arms and legs.

The Duke, who took on the appearance of a tyrant, had already reached a level of power that far exceeded human standards. The face of disaster gradually began to turn dark.

I expected it to be strong to some extent. However, this was far above the standard. I realized that even thinking that we could at least engage in a close battle was a terrible miscalculation.