I Regressed to My Ruined Family

I Regressed To My Ruined Family Chapter 288

＃When it returned, the family was ruined (289)

The regenerative and sedimentary powers were utilized to their limits. The body to which the two powers were applied was quite different from before.

Ethan stood up and looked at his body. As he reached the level of a transcendental person, the distribution and structure of the skeleton itself was perfected to the point where it was perfect for wielding a sword.

Therefore, the change in the skeleton itself was not significant. The biggest change was the compression of the skeleton.

He looked at the full-length mirror placed in the training room and nodded.

‘You’ve grown a little taller.’

The change was approximately 5 cm.

He peered inside the body.

Bones compressed to their limits were clearly visible throughout the body. The volume occupied by the body was similar to before, but its strength and power were amplified to an incomparable degree compared to the past.

I knew that as soon as I grabbed the sword. It was because Bbangi was scared.

[huh…? Master, are you sure you didn’t use any mana for this?]

“Huh.”

[Oh my god, I’m going crazy. How can humans have this kind of power…]

Bbangi let out a sigh. This was because the power felt in the owner’s grasp a moment ago was similar to when more than 30% of mana was used.

In other words, it was said that even if you unlocked mana with all your might, you could draw more than 30% of the power. The body of the Transcendent was a weapon of war in its very existence. The fact that the weapon’s output increased by 30% was like terrible news to the enemy.

Of course, the bread did that to me too. It’s already getting harder and harder to handle the master’s power, but I can’t believe it’s grown so much here.

‘Ugh….’

Here, along with acceptance, immortality is added? I couldn’t even imagine how much pressure that would be.

[Well… I’d like you to do reinforcement work later when you have time…]

“Reinforcement?”

[…I feel like the owner’s output is gradually exceeding the level I can handle. I can hold on somehow for now, but if I grow at this rate… my body will soon have problems.]

“I don’t know if I can save Ardenheit.”

Bbangi’s sword body was entirely made of Ardenheite.

Naturally, suitable metal was needed for reinforcing and reinforcing work. Even mithril, which was treated as more than a treasure to ordinary knights, was nothing more than a completely useless piece of trash when it came to reinforcing the divine sword.

[Okay, I know that too. If you happen to be able to obtain such metal, I would like to ask for it.]

“I will consider it.”

The work of identifying the body has been going on for a long time. Not only was the agent of disaster completely erased, but there were no side effects from the change, perhaps because the power was created using his own body cells.

All that remains is a skeleton compressed to the limit.

‘I don’t know if an eighth is possible.’

Regenerative and sedimentary forces. It was a power engraved into his skeleton. Bones will continue to be created, and the bones thus created will accumulate little by little. Even so, it was unclear whether it would be possible to fold eight times. The more it is compressed and piled up, the stronger it becomes.

For the eighth compression, an energy source and skeleton nearly twice the force of the previous compression were required. To prepare them purely with time, you will need as much time as you have ever lived.

Ultimately, what was needed was fuel that could be converted into an energy source. As long as there is enough fuel, the regenerative and sedimentary powers can be utilized to a greater extent.

There isn’t much of a solution that comes to mind right now.

It was possible to collect energy sources by hitting mana stones or elixirs, but when considering the return on investment, it was a very poor business.

Even if you could find the highest quality mana stones or expensive elixirs, the amount that could be converted into an energy source was insufficient.

It was something that could not be helped at the level of transcendence. In fact, it was not an area where help from objects could be received.

Soon after, Ethan left the training room.

* * *

There was not much time left until the period suggested by the Demon Dragon. What had to be done in the meantime was simple. To increase power as quickly as possible.

That was the reason why I consumed the bone sword potion right away.

Even after absorbing the power of disaster, there was one more way to increase power. That was what made Ysera grow.

It was Ethan who had left the underground training hall empty for him.

“Are you ready?”

“…yes.”

Ysera answered, swallowing her saliva nervously. After signing a contract with the monarch. She had not been able to see Ethan’s face since the uproar broke out.

This was especially true when he said that he personally visited the Land of Fire and persuaded the monarch. If he had been a proper spiritist, he wouldn’t have lost his body in the first place and he wouldn’t have put the duke in trouble.

To be honest, I had no desire to cooperate with that damn spirit of Lorotia. Whatever the circumstances, it was just a vicious creature that had stolen its own body through a clever trick.

Still, we couldn’t not cooperate. In the end, what was the reason for signing a contract with the monarch?

It was because of the single intention of wanting to help the duke.

The anger toward Lorotia was not completely diluted, but what was more important than that anger was his own goal.

That’s why I continued to cooperate with the monarch, even though I really hated it.

And then I realized. Lorotia’s power was certainly great.

When the cultists invaded.

If it had been the situation before the contract, it would not have been such an overwhelming battle. Even if I had prepared thoroughly before jumping in, I would have suffered greatly.

Of course you will get hurt.

However, it was different after signing with Lorotia. I don’t know what the change of heart was about, but the monarch was actively cooperating with him.

Thanks to this, it became possible to have Lorotia descend directly on one’s body. This was possible because more than half of the monarchs were divided, rather than carrying the burden solely on themselves.

Unlike before, the reason that remained clear gave her an incredible ecstasy. This was because so much power was put into the body.

In particular, when the monarch’s exclusive weapon was used, the sense of omnipotence reached its peak. A dedicated weapon that can be said to be one step above the divine sword.

Auroica, whip of fire.

Even high-ranking worshipers could not withstand a single whipping and their bodies were torn in half. Even if you are a ruler, if you face this whip, you will not be able to return to a healthy body.

Clearly, that was the power he wanted. For a moment, I was swept away by a sense of elation.

After the battle, an inexplicable bitterness enveloped my entire body. It was an added bonus that the hatred toward Lorotia fueled the fire. No, it would be fair to say it was pure jealousy rather than hatred.

The reason was simple.

The Fire Lord would certainly be of great help to the Duke. Unlike before, even if he accepts Advent, he may be able to maintain his reason and will to some extent…

In the end, he is only a tool that allows him to handle the monarch. That’s why sharp words came out after the battle was over.

The cold atmosphere with Lorotia has continued even in recent times. They are just putting up with each other for each other’s goals.

In such a situation, the duke called him. With the reason to continue training through sparring.

‘…I need to show progress…’

A feeling of sorrow began to burn in my heart. Recently, the situation has been moving very urgently. As many as four of the six rulers died.

All that’s left is the demon dragon and domination.

Their power had been witnessed in the Kingdom of Ameria. In particular, the Demon Dragon was an entity so powerful that even Lorotia could not belittle it.

If they even attacked the duke…

a terrible ending might be waiting for them.

What was even more terrifying was the fact that when dealing with the demon dragon, he could move alone, leaving himself alone like last time. It was like I couldn’t see even if dirt got in my eyes.

“…Duke, please promise me one thing.”

“What do you mean?”

“If I show my ability in this sparring, you will definitely take me there.”

“It will be so.”

Ethan nodded willingly.

The Demon Dragon was an enemy with too much power to fight with just the confidence he had up until now.

It was the same even in the current situation where the power of domination was accepted.

Without Ysera’s help, the odds of winning would be less than 30%. This was also set high considering the recent increase in power. Previously, I thought that even if we combined forces with Isera, our odds of winning would not exceed 30%.

Whereas now?

Assuming Ysera skillfully handles Lorotia, I thought she could see up to 50%. Of course, this was purely the conclusion when one demon dragon and two people got together.

If the ruling Anna sticks around, that possibility will fall to 40%. In any case, the battle situation was not something to consider now.

Right now, just calculating the power of a single demon dragon was a headache.

“Are you ready?”

“yes.”

Ysera summoned Lorotia.

-I’m going to spar with the duke. So, would you please cooperate?

[Okay, let’s cooperate actively.]

The answer came back much easier than expected. I looked at Lorotia. Her eyes were burning with even more heat than usual.

Because the contract had been exchanged, Ysera was able to read some of Lorotia’s emotions.

Interest, curiosity, and even a desire to win before mild anger. Lorothia’s emotions were tightly intertwined like a very complex skein of thread.

[Can I come down?]

―…Of course.

The duke was a knight with transcendent power. Moreover, Ysera was not yet able to perfectly handle the monarch. It was better to have the monarch descend from the beginning than to fight the battle while clumsily controlling the monarch. Even if it’s just to use a dedicated weapon.

[Then are we going?]

Ysera’s body was burning brightly.

Her body trembled from the overwhelming sense of elation. Immediately, my emotions burned brightly, as if engulfed in flames. The emotions of joy were slowly burning away her reason.

That too for a while.

The corners of her mouth moved spontaneously.

[A bird I haven’t seen has grown again? I guess I’ll have to do my best for this from the beginning, right?]

Before she knew it, a long whip of flame had formed in her hand.

[I won’t let down my guard this time, so be prepared?]

For a moment, Ysera was taken aback by the spontaneous movement of her mouth, but then began to focus on Lorotia’s feelings, which were becoming more and more evident. As the state of descent deepened, the spirit and spirit were able to read each other.

Soon, Ysera realized why the monarch had cooperated so willingly. The last time your body was taken away. He seemed to be resentful of the memory of being helplessly kicked out by the Duke.

This sparring was an extension of that and an opportunity to shake off the humiliation.

However, I had no choice but to be wary of those who had taken control of my body.

―…Are you planning on taking my body away again?

[No, the opposite sex remains intact, right? And you too can become stronger by learning how to properly handle my whip. So watch. I will teach you how to properly deal with Auroica. Then duke. Are you going?]

Nod.

The moment his head was nodded, the whip swept around Ethan.

Its strength and power were completely different from when dealing with worshipers. The underground gymnasium began to shake violently due to the blow that used all its might.