I Regressed to My Ruined Family - Chapter 168

I Regressed To My Ruined Family Chapter 168

#When I returned, the family was ruined (169)

Wow!

Not only was both shoulders grabbed, but the strong skin of the dragon race was distorted hideously.

The Archbishop frowned deeply at the pain rising in his shoulder.

‘cheeky…!’

Eyes filled with anger and bewilderment turned to Duke Ethan.

The force pressing down on his skin clearly belonged to the Yongin tribe.

Even if mana was used at best with human grip strength, there was no way the skin would have been wrinkled like this.

“I finally got it.”

“How can you use their power…!”

An arm that is similar to a dragon, but has the same appearance.

That was not the result of using Kangryongsik. If you used Kangryongsik, you would definitely feel a familiar energy.

Soon the archbishop was astonished.

This was because I found out how the arm was transformed.

‘The structure of mana was distorted and implemented?’

At first glance, it seems like an easy method.

However, that was a high-level skill that even someone who had reached the level of a transcendent could not show.

It is not for nothing that the religious order uses drugs and phrases to teach people the Kangryong style. It took a lot of preparation to accept the dragon’s power.

Are you presenting it by simply twisting ‘mana’?

For the church that revered the dragon race as gods, the author was a serious threat that could disrupt the essence of the church.

God-like power should only be received through a religious order.

A person who can blaspheme simply by showing himself.

Life burned in the archbishop’s eyes.

It was then.

A sword was stabbed behind his back.

Marquis Lionel.

It was definitely the cunning Transcendent Sword. Strength went into the archbishop’s body as he was grabbed by the shoulder. His body faded away in an instant.

Shadow worshiper.

The racial characteristics of this dragon race were simple. Using the power of the race to make the body escape from reality.

Spirits were similar creatures.

Wasn’t it possible to move freely not only towards the world of humans, called ‘Middle Earth’, but also towards the spirit world?

It was precisely because of these racial characteristics that shadow worshipers were able to hide in the darkness.

Of course, like true worshipers, they could not transfer to another dimension called the ‘Dark Zone’, but it was quite possible to escape ‘Middle Earth’ and hide themselves for a certain period of time.

So it was.

As soon as he felt the Marquis’ sword, he used one of the worshiper’s abilities, spiritual embodiment.

He has been alive for nearly 100 years and his life has been saved more than hundreds of times with this ability. It became even more so after reaching the state of transcendence.

Spiritualization.

The ability to temporarily hide one’s body in another dimension was so sophisticated that even a transcendental of the same level could not catch it.

Lionel’s sword penetrated through the blurred body.

A sword aimed precisely at the heart.

But the blood did not burst.

The sword just flowed out naturally, as if cutting through the air.

Ethan frowned.

‘Spiritualization?’

It was a technology that only a few dragons at the highest level among worshipers could utilize.

It was also a technique I had witnessed several times in my past life.

The cunning Shadow Cultists used that technology to kill numerous experts. This was because none of the techniques, whether magic, swordsmanship, or spirit magic, worked in that state.

Those who had no idea about this in the beginning had their throats cut in an instant.

After finding a loophole through spiritualization at the critical moment.

Sigh!

This was because they were cunningly surprised by moving backwards in this way.

Immediately after the feeling of holding on to his shoulder disappeared. Ethan bowed his head without hesitation.

A huge dragon’s arm passed over his head. If I had been one step late, my head would have exploded.

Lionel quickly swung his sword. Black blood spurted out in spurts. Nevertheless, Lionel’s face was dark.

“…I missed it.”

Before I knew it, the archbishop’s new form had disappeared into the darkness.

‘That’s tricky.’

but.

He is the head of a kingdom. There was no way the hunt would end this easily.

‘Hmm.’

While he was struggling, he sent a whisper of Mana towards Lionel.

[I’d like to borrow some mana. Is it possible?]

The Marquis’ eyes sparkled at those words.

Handing over the mana wasn’t difficult. Didn’t Ethan have a divine sword with the function of absorbing mana? What I was curious about was this.

[Is there a way?]

[There is something worth trying.]

‘Ho.’

Lionel was secretly impressed.

Some time has passed since the fight continued within the Archbishop’s domain.

However, even he could not find a way to catch the archbishop. This was because his abilities were cunning and astute.

however.

‘…You found a way?’

From what I had seen so far, the Duke was not someone who could talk nonsense. Wasn’t he a young man with such outstanding talent that he unconsciously thought that his control of mana and depth of enlightenment were beyond him?

[I guess so.]

The divine sword secretly absorbed mana. Lionel did not resist the energy. The ocean-like mana contained in his body gradually began to flow towards Ethan.

‘There are a lot.’

Ethan inwardly clicked his tongue. Unlike their previous life, the superhuman or higher experts who exist in this life have a huge amount of mana.

Even though his mana had been sucked to the point where even the mana he consumed when releasing the pill was quickly replenished, Lionel was still in good spirits. That meant that, at most, this much mana absorption would not tire him out.

Hiding in the area.

The archbishop, who had been waiting for his prey to reveal an opening, widened his eyes.

‘…Sucks mana?’

I had heard of a story about a new sword. However, nowhere in that phrase did it mention sucking up mana. The sight of it sucking the target’s mana like an anglerfish is…

‘Yongrinmok.’

It was exactly like that.

The Yongrin tree, one of the religious relics of the church, was one such tree. It greedily absorbs mana from the surroundings and produces fruit as a result.

‘No way…’

Among the rumors spreading in the West, there was one famous one. It was news that the Duke of the time had completely restored the divine sword that was damaged during the Dragon Clan War.

Swords are awarded through swordsmanship competitions and this is a widely known fact.

If you think about it, that period was overly elaborate.

Wasn’t the time just before the sword competition held when the Six Bishops tried to obtain the World Tree from the elves?

It was at this point that Yongrinmok, the bishop, and high-ranking wizards had completely disappeared.

‘this guy…!’

The archbishop’s eyes slowly turned red.

Until now, no evidence had been found that Ethan was ‘actively’ involved in the church’s affairs, but now it was different.

Sky-high talent and skills.

He is a person who hates religious denominations.

The death of the 8th bishop and the death of the 6th bishop may have been…

‘not the kingdom…’

The author may have been directly involved. Rather, perhaps the kingdom appeared on his behalf to hide the sword called the Duke. Doubts continued to grow in size.

‘He is the one who will continue to interfere with our church!’

The archbishop, looking at Ethan with murderous eyes, made a decision.

I decided to end the life of that young duke right here and there, even if it means suffering a fatal wound. In the darkness, he slowly narrowed the distance.

‘You’re here.’

Ethan’s eyes lit up.

When he grabbed the archbishop’s shoulder.

Threads of mana were scattered around him. It was the same method used to find Mileton who had fallen down a cliff in the past. Of course, it was much more precise and used a smaller amount of mana than before.

Since only a faint amount of mana was used for secret exploration, even Ethan could not determine the archbishop’s exact location. However, it was sufficient to serve as a guide in the dark.

‘The fatal wound must be inflicted at once.’

How to hunt shadow worshipers.

That is, when it appears, it inflicts fatal wounds. It sounds easy, but it was one of the most difficult methods. Because their hiding skills were unrivaled.

The level of difficulty was so extreme that even Lionel could not find any traces of the archbishop hidden in the area.

Even Ethan would have had a hard time hunting him down if he didn’t have previous life experience.

But he had experience.

A huge amount of experience living and breathing while hunting countless dragons.

The archbishop was now approaching him. Rather than targeting the transcendental Marquis Lionel, his intention is probably to use himself, who feels weaker than him, as prey.

‘What I hoped for.’

What was needed now was overwhelming power. A sword strike that can cut down the body of a transcendental person, even if only for a moment.

Fortunately, Ethan had a method that could be used.

Vibration type.

The first technique used to bring Theron back to sanity.

Her body was almost destroyed, but thanks to Ysera, who started using the water spirit, the healing was completed without any side effects.

Thanks to this, the body has become much more durable than in the past. Thanks to Lionel’s help, there is enough mana to construct the vibration formula.

There was no hesitation in implementing the formula.

Burr….

The fiery mana vibrated.

Two hundred times.

Four hundred times.

Six hundred times.

Eight hundred times.

One thousand times.

One thousand two hundred times….

The blood came out when the number of vibrations exceeded eight hundred. Acrid smoke rose all over my body.

The trembling began to easily surpass the thousandth mark. Meanwhile, the Archbishop had reached close range.

His eyes narrowed.

‘what?’

It was clear that the duke was preparing something. But I couldn’t figure out what that was. I only vaguely noticed that high fever was starting to build.

Should I take a step back?

Or should we move forward?

The archbishop’s judgment was the latter.

‘At best, he’s a superhuman.’

Even with Lionel’s mana, there are limits to the attacks that a superhuman can implement.

Even if you get hurt, it could end your life.

Mana like a hook formed on the archbishop’s hand.

Inky, thick mana.

It was the moment when the archbishop’s new form disappeared. As time passed slowly, the distance between me and the Duke quickly narrowed. The Duke was seen concentrating his mind without even being able to react. The archbishop smiled in conversion.

Right then.

White flames burned above his sword. The archbishop’s face distorted as he saw the energy pulsing around the divine sword. It was a flame so powerful that it could not be easily cut.

A tingle went down my spine.

That was definitely dangerous.

But the die had long since been cast. A new model that moves quickly.

A hook-like hand advanced towards the duke’s neck. A hand trying to capture and hold down prey.

Flash!

There was a huge flash of light. It was enough to brighten up an area full of darkness. The sight before my eyes turned completely white for a moment. Even in that situation, he could feel an enormous energy coming towards him.

The archbishop was astonished.

The Duke’s sword strike was one level faster than Lionel’s sword strike.

I didn’t even have time to use my spirit form. The sword collided with the archbishop’s hand. The shimmering ink-colored mana melted like snow. My hand, covered in hard leather, was cut like tofu.

The raids continued.

The approaching divine sword tore off his hastily raised arm and cut into his chest. Tens of thousands of embers burrowed into the archbishop’s body. The dragon’s mighty power was slowly being pushed back.

The sword, imbued with 1,500 vibrations, cut out the archbishop’s heart.

“Aaaah!”

The dragon’s scream rang out.

Damn it!

Damn it!

A cobweb-like incontinence began to spread over a huge area.