I Regressed to My Ruined Family – 67

 #I returned, and my family was ruined (68)

The Kingdom of Haidern.

The face of Eric, the eighth bishop there, froze.

After obtaining the upper-level Dragon Clan Book.

He had been training endlessly all this time.

His level was at the 7th rank.

However, the amount of mana he possessed was barely enough to sustain that level.

The 8th rank, known as the Great Mages.

Their mana reserves were far greater than his. He had compressed that immense amount of mana into the magic array.

“…Taking possession of the magic array means…”

It meant that the girl in front of him was an Archmage, at least Rank 8.

The one who used the name Ilia and was called an Archmage.

It was inevitable that a thought flashed through the bishop’s mind.

“The mage of creation? How did you… end up here?”

“It’s none of your concern.”

Eric smiled wryly.

The Magician of Creation.

Even Eric knew of her reputation. He had once sought her out in an attempt to recruit her.

Unfortunately, he was unable to pinpoint her exact location, so he never got to meet her in person.

“Hmm. That’s a shame. I’ll ask you just once. Would you consider joining our order? The order will pay whatever price you ask.”

That was the moment.

Ilya’s appearance began to change.

She transformed from a young girl into an old woman.

It was as if the finite resource of time had passed by only for her.

The bishop and the knights flinched.

The bishop, who was a magician, was especially so.

“Polymorph?”

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No.

That wasn’t magic that used mana. Even if she was a grand magician, she couldn’t change her appearance without using any mana.

Then what the hell was that?

“Huh. Ah, never mind. Let’s stop the small talk.”

The old woman’s appearance.

This was the appearance Ilia showed whenever she used magic with all her heart. It was a kind of battle mode.

The moment the old woman gestured.

The two people completely disappeared.

Before he knew it, Eric found himself in a space completely shrouded in darkness. Eric looked around, his body tense.

“Welcome to my domain.”

“…It’s a sub-space!”

A sub-space created by a grand magician.

This was definitely that place.

It was a swamp-like place ruled by the old woman’s rules and laws.

Eric circulated mana throughout his body like waves. Soon, light burst forth from the sub-space.

Even if he wasn’t a grand magician, he was still a highly skilled magician, so it wasn’t difficult for him to construct a certain space as his domain.

Even if it was a space ruled by a grand magician.

After using a massive amount of mana to mark his territory, Eric spoke.

“Hm. That’s a shame. I guess I can take that as a refusal?”

A magician of creation.

He was a magician that even the cult would covet. However, he couldn’t be greedy in this situation.

“Huh. Do you really need to ask that? I have already chosen my employer.”

Thud.

Thud.

Footsteps could be heard in the dark space.

Eric tensed up at the sound of footsteps filling the space.

There were only three ways to escape.

Kill the old woman, have her open the space, or destroy the space itself with force.

The third option was impossible, even for a bishop with abundant mana.

Even with vision technology, it would be impossible to tear apart the realm of a grand magician. This was a place where the old woman’s rules applied.

Besides, there was no way they could just stand by and watch the old woman tear the space apart.

“Then we have no choice but to kill her.”

Soon, a figure began to appear in the dark space.

It was Ilia.

The archmage had revealed herself. Hundreds of swords began to pour down from the black space. Seeing this, Eric shouted powerfully.

“Dragon! Descend upon your servant!”

The moment the bishop shouted with all his might.

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Pooosh!

Pooosh!

His body slowly swelled up.

His eyes were slit like a reptile’s.

His pupils were bright yellow.

Even the muscles in his body looked like they were about to burst.

It looked as if a human and a dragon had merged into one.

The Descending Dragon Technique.

A secret technique of the sect that allows one to taste the power of a dragon, if only for a moment.

Even Eric, the bishop, knew only the basics of the Descending Dragon Technique.

However.

Even with only the basics, one could gain enough power to split mountains and rivers.

“Collapse!”

Just like now, when hundreds of spears that had been pouring down like rain were scattered like dust with a single word.

“Huh. What an unusual technique.”

Somewhere far away.

The voice that came out of In-yeong’s mouth was filled with curiosity rather than caution.

It was a voice filled with the joy of watching a child play.

At that voice, Eric bared his sharp teeth like a knife.

[Mage of Creation. Today, this place will be your grave.

―If you can, try it.

[Crumble!

At the words filled with immense magical power, Ilia’s expression immediately became serious.

Even a grand magician had to give his all to fight the bishop, who had borrowed the power of a dragon.

Her beloved wand vibrated.

“Cold wind!

Ilia’s mana and the bishop’s magic power began to fill the space.

* *

The knights were momentarily confused by the disappearance of the two magicians.

The knights regained their composure.

Even though the bishop had disappeared, the hunt would be no problem.

It was a situation where ten skilled hunters were closing in on a single beast.

The knights began to build a careful encirclement.

Ethan quietly watched the scene.

“One 7-star.”

Nine 6-stars.

Since his return, this was the first time he had faced such a large number of enemies.

However, he felt no fear.

This was all as he had expected.

The two rings in his heart began to spew mana throughout his body.

He drew his black greatsword.

The knights’ eyes filled with tension at the sight of it.

“Aren’t you coming?”

“…

“Then I’ll go first.”

Ethan’s figure disappeared.

Bang!

Before anyone knew it, his red-hot sword clashed with three other swords.

While the three blocked the sword strikes,

the seven knights’ eyes lit up.

Swords began to rain down from all directions. It was a moment that could be called a life-or-death crisis.

Ethan’s eyes remained calm.

He had already experienced life-and-death battles thousands of times.

He circulated mana throughout his body.

Entering the stage of “Body Fire,” he was now able to utilize the latter half of the “Red Flame Style.”

Now was the time to use his superior techniques without hesitation.

[Red Flame Technique, Chapter 4]

[Fire Body]

Swords poured down from all seven directions.

Their targets were varied, including the head, neck, chest, abdomen, arms, ankles, and legs.

Knight Commander Zard.

Deputy Knight Commander Pons and nine other knights.

Everyone’s eyes were filled with killing intent. Even if they were themselves, it was an attack that could not be avoided.

Even if the Grand Prince’s talent was sky-high, he was still human. What could he do if he was stabbed with a sword?

The Grand Prince twisted his body when he saw the sword strike.

Head, heart, neck.

It seemed as if he was trying to avoid a fatal wound. Naturally, the rest of his body was almost completely unprotected.

The human body cannot be twisted completely like a mollusk.

The sword was about to pierce his flesh.

It stabbed…

“…What?”

The sword had clearly pierced its target. Yet, there was no feeling in his hand.

The knights widened their eyes.

The spot where the sword had pierced.

It was completely engulfed in flames, as if it had been set on fire.

How could a human body turn into fire?

He was completely dumbfounded.

He had charged forward with all his strength, so when his target disappeared, his posture naturally faltered.

A faint smile appeared on Ethan’s lips.

The moment the sword completely passed through its target, the wrist that had turned into flames returned to its original form.

It took only a moment for the mithril gauntlet to grab the knight’s neck.

“Guh!”

The heat was so intense that it felt as if his skin and bones were melting away.

The knight desperately blew mana into his throat.

However, the knight’s mana was completely consumed by the flames.

Crunch!

The burning mana melted the knight’s neck. In an instant, his head rolled across the ground.

The other knights didn’t even have time to regain their balance.

Hands that moved as naturally as snakes grabbed the necks of other knights.

“Guh…!”

Crunch!

Only after two people’s necks disappeared were the knights able to retreat.

The fighting spirit that had filled their eyes was long gone, like candles that had burned out.

How could they defeat someone whose body had turned into flames?

Even Pons, the vice-commander of the knights, couldn’t hide his panic.

“…Calm down! Do you want to die here? Get your stance right!”

Zaried.

He shouted urgently.

He was the only 7-star knight and revered as a grand knight.

He vaguely understood the essence of that technique.

He transformed his body into flames and deflected all physical attacks.

“…But that doesn’t mean he’s not being hit.”

He recalled his sword strike that had grazed the prince’s chest.

There was a deep wound on the prince’s chest.

Bloodstains completely soaked his front.

Zard realized.

“I have to stab him with my sword.”

He needed a single strike that would use his mana to completely cut through the flames.

It didn’t matter if it was the quantity or quality of his mana.

He had to have something that would give him an advantage in order to completely cut through the flames.

Even a 6-star knight could do it.

That is, if they had the control to focus all of their mana on a single point.

The only person here with that kind of skill was Pons, the vice-commander of the knights.

In fact, blood was flowing from the neck where Pons had stabbed.

He signaled to the knights.

Pons and he would attack.

The remaining six knights would defend.

“You noticed.”

The Avatar.

Not only could he transform his body into flames, but he could also regenerate the burned areas at tremendous speed.

However, the Avatar had a weakness.

It consumed an enormous amount of mana.

During the brief moment he avoided the joint attack, he used about a third of the mana he had released from the Hwan.

“I got the two of them.”

He had certainly paid a heavy price for consuming so much mana.

Now those guys would have noticed the Hwasin-che.

It wouldn’t be easy to find the same opening again.

However, Ethan’s lips were still filled with a smile.

Life-threatening battles were the seeds of growth.

For Ethan, battle was a kind of entertainment.

Even if it meant risking his life.

The eight knights and his new form blurred simultaneously.

[Red Flame Style, Chapter 1]

[Flame Dance]

A spectacular sword dance specialized for chaotic battles tore through the knights.

[Red Flame Style Chapter 3]

[Exploding Sword]

The knights were blown away in all directions by a huge explosion in front of them.

[Red Flame Style Chapter 2]

[Violent Flame Slash]

A slashing sword with tremendous heat flew toward the fallen knights and began to spew out intense heat.

A lion charged into the flock of sheep!

Every time the lion was wounded, it bit off the neck of one of the sheep.

The knights were horrified by the unimaginable skill.

Even Zard, a knight of the 7th rank, was no exception.