9th Circle Lord

The dragon's verb changes the surrounding Rune language only by will.

Luther interrogates the fact that the rune language in which Jereira acts is spatial migration.

After all, he chose to flee.

Luther didn't let him go.

Jeremiah still burst into light without even noticing Luther's intentions.

“Hahaha! Smile now! Disasters will come upon you soon! ”

It was my last goodbye.

He tried to move the space straight down that path.

“Move the space! ”

I waited for the surroundings to change, which he shouted. Soon we will reach where the Dragon Road is.

On the other hand, the spiritual king and Chiara were urgent.

I heard Jereira's cry.

“We have to stop him! ”

Chiara swings her sword as fast as the light.

A huge boomerang-shaped auror shoots out at the speed of light.

After that, the attack of the spiritual kings went on like a rainbow.

Jeremy changed his nose fart.

But there was a strange situation.

Of course, his body, which I thought would move into space, remained intact.

In the absence of any phenomenon since the cry, he panicked.

“What the hell! ”

The Spirit King and Chiara slammed into a surprising gap.

The assault baptism they poured hit Jereira's body.

Quaa 'ang!

A heavy body was pushed back.

The wings were bent, and the head was broken.

“Argh!”

Jereira screams in agony.

Kelly opens her eyes.

Jereira, a pronouncer of fear, was vomiting pain.

I can't believe I saw it with my own eyes.

As Jeremiah sprinkled his blood, the waves became more intense.

Elyme and Noas aim for Jereira's wounds like shrapnel, and Minerva blows compressed air to make Jereira's surroundings choppy.

Salion starts the melee when the shield is breached.

A fiery flame swallows Zereira.

And Chiara.

During the battle, Chiara realizes that she can't do dragons with a simple aurora.

We need a strong room.

‘Be sincere. Load your soul. ’

Put your soul in Auror.

Chiara, chopped to pieces, focused more on herself than ever.

Her face, which straightens the sword, is more advanced than ever.

Shua 'ang!

The flow of nature shifted and magic flowed to her.

Luther's eyes caught his eye.

‘Interesting.’

Nature's manna has a variety of attributes, but Chia is sucking up her nonattributed manna.

It was similar to itself, but different.

His horsepower was centered on himself, if he were centered on the universe.

What's the difference?

Luther's gaze was filled with expectation.

Kwacha-chang!

The Missile Sword that withstood Chiara's Auror was broken.

Ever since then, everyone but Jereira, groaning in pain, has been watching her.

An extraordinary flow was taking place in Chiara.

Even if it's broken, it's still the same.

Luther laughed unknowingly.

‘You've leapt.’

The Sword Master can't break the missile no matter how much he condenses Mana.

Misril is the optimal tool to capture the error. Deal with errors unless artificially crushed by physical force.

However, Chiara smashed Misril just by condensing Aurora.

Misril cannot handle the purity of Auror, and there is only one Auror that Misril cannot handle.

Aurora blade.

Absolute power that only the Grand Master can handle.

Sword Master Auror can ring anything.

And the Grand Sword Master's Auror Blade, which is shorter than Auror, bends the space-time.

The blade came to break the sword and struck Chiara's body.

At the same time, the skin was peeled as if it were breaking the skin.

It was a ripple phenomenon of enlightenment occurring in senior talent.

Luther murmured.

“It's the maintenance of the Grand Sword Master, whose veins have been cut off since a thousand years ago. ”

It was after Grand Sword Master Euran, who was the great prosecutor, and a thousand years later.

I watched Chiara with admiration, even the spiritual kings who were bitten by vengeance in a marvelous way.

The enlightened Chiara opens her eyes. Her gaze was calm, and also deep.

Chiara raises her hand.

A white Eagle Blade aims at Jereira's essence.

Jeremiah panicked.

A hazard alarm sounds like crazy all over your body. The whole body is frowning and there is a fear that I have never felt before.

I've never seen a dragon rod like this before.

A situation as big as that is dangerous.

Chiara's presence is overwhelming.

“You, you crazy bitch! ”

Jeremiah, who spit on the terminal, tried to run away in haste.

I don't know what's going on. This is not the time to reason.

We must flee first.

Jereira hurriedly caused the curtain of the deep sea.

Sacha Mann's fog curls around Jereira.

At the same time, he shrunk into a polymorph and fled without even looking back.

Luther didn't have to go after him.

Even if he doesn't step up, Jereira is already over.

Chiara did not observe Rune language that pierces everything like Luther, but the enemy's presence was being scrutinized accurately.

She flies her blade to the running enemy.

The blade didn't come to sound.

There is no way that the wavelength of vibration will occur because even the air is cut off.

The Silent Blade hits Jereira's body precisely.

He sprints like a speedster, but the blade bends the space-time.

The blade, which arrived in an instant, overflew Jereira.

“Turn it off!”

Upper and lower torso severed.

Jereira, who was screaming, crawled to the floor.

“Please, save me……. ”

Jereira's eyes turned upside down as she groaned desperately on the floor.

The polymorph magic disappears and the dragon corpse reveals itself.

The spiritual kings who saw him groaned.

The body of a giant dragon is cut in half exactly.

This is the moment when a long battle ends at once.

Chiara, who took her breath after concentrating, was the first person to find her, of course.

The two people who were snowed smiled.

It was the moment Chiara finally achieved.

There are many different eyes on the dragon's corpse.

Salion and Minerva burned down the palace as if it were a start, Noah was nice, and Elyme was bitter.

Elf Kelleil was still trembling and Chiara was very pleased with her accomplishments.

Luther points to the dragon corpse.

“I have this. ”

The spiritual kings nod.

They didn't need the dragon's body anyway.

On the other hand, Luther was different.

The dragon was priceless.

The Dragon Heart was a permanent magic stone, and its shell and horns are harder and more receptive than the Misril, allowing it to be used for refining weapons.

Other tendons and organs are also endless in value.

I put conservation magic in the dragon and put it in the subspace.

You will often see dragon corpses in the future, so I intend to use them in many ways.

After doing his job, Luther reminds Kelly.

“Now let's go save your kind. ”

She nods as she wakes up.

“Yes, please. ”

“Let's go.”

The leading router stands in the middle of the lake.

The lake was as deep as the sea, but Luther didn't mind.

He swung his hand.

The lake split in half.

The water was pushed out and the empty space was revealed.

With Minerva's help, I was amazed at the sight of Kelleil, who was floating in the air.

The existence of the spiritual king who fought against the dragon is also disturbing, but with the addition of Chiara and Luther, it seems not less.

Luther looks down at the ground like a lightning bolt.

Deep on the ground, there was a huge dome-shaped architecture.

Luther went straight down.

I smashed the dome, and the pleasant smell vibrated.

"Was it a confined space all along? ’

Luther asked Kellyle who was following him.

“Was this the sanctuary of the dead Blue Dragon? ”

Kelly shakes her head.

“No, this is the lab. ”

“The laboratory?”

“You'll see. ”

Kelly's face is dark when she speaks.

Luther walks through the circulating magic, exudes a pleasant smell, and then enters.

The inside of the dome was devastating.

Each of the walls of the elliptical structure had a prison with a spear, where the xenophobics were trapped in a small space.

I was frightened and exhausted.

The spiritual kings burst into distraction.

“You fucking lizard! I should have burned him myself and killed him. ”

“Terrible.”

“You've lived like a slave. ”

Chiara bites her lips.

Leaning or lying on a wall without strength, the dead did not look like the rest of the Gentiles.

Luther walks past the prison and looks down at the floor. As Kelly says, there are experimental tools spread out on a flat, wide floor, where the smell of death flows.

The bodies on the floor are one, not two.

Luther started his apprenticeship.

“Pick up the spear and bring them all to the ground. ”

Luther, who gave instructions to the group, sat on the floor.

Experimenting, the Gentiles lay dead.

Luther left the body in the corner and burned all the experimental tools.

In the meantime, the Spirit King and Chiara came and went.

I took out one or two of the dying foreigners by breaking the spear.

Luther looks at the heterosexuals Chiara brought in for the first time.

Curiosity arose in his eyes.

It was furry enough to barely reach the waist.

“I don't think it's an elf. ”

Kelly explained.

“It's Dwarf.”

“Dwarf?”

It was completely different from what I expected.

Luther looks at the dwarf carefully and becomes curious.

“How did Dwarf become a dragon's slave? ”

“I don't know that either. But they suffered as much as we did. ”

Thousands of years have passed since the pagans became dragon slaves.

Of course, I couldn't tell the story of the past.

The condition of the Dwarves and Elves in prison was poor.

The weakness was so much that I wanted to hit the second one that the trauma was too great.

Luther gathered all those who had escaped from prison to the ground and began treatment.

A light of healing and purification filled Ener's eyes.

Everyone looked at Luther.

Luther said towards them.

“Now you are free. ”

I knew it, and the eyes of the Gentiles were swirling.

The first day in the Dragon Realm was passing like that.

The spiritual kings became gods.

I've saved a lot of elves they care about. Now that the treatment is over, it's time to take care of her.

No one went out without first picking up fruit and vegetables.

No one knows the stock of the elves as well as the spiritual kings.

In their care, the elves regained their energy.

The elves have taken care of the spiritual king, and Luther has an interest in other xenophobics.

His interest was, of course, dwarf.

I observe Dwarves everywhere, and so do the Dwarves.

Having escaped the power of the dragon and been treated, I found stability, making it a distinctive feature of my race.

Dwarf was curious.

The look on the Luther sparkled like a star.

He freed them, so of course I was interested.

Old Dwarf asked.

“Who are you? ”

“A human being.”

“Humans?”

In a word, Luther's dwarves begin to ravage.

Seeing as I doubt it, I don't know anything about humans.

Neither was he.

Dwarf was nowhere near the legend of the Gentiles.

It is clear that he did not have any contact with humans when he saw that he had not spoken orally.

Luther asked him.

“How did you get caught by the dragon? ”

He wondered if Dwarf had a xenophobic past.

Old Dwarf said.

“We are all blacksmiths. The dragons enslaved us to make jewels and weapons. ”

“Blacksmith?”

Luther asked, thinking it was surprising.

“Because of that, if the dragon deliberately enslaves you, your skill is not mediocre. ”

The dwarf who treated Luther with caution shrugs.

“All of our creations are the best. ”

He asks for skill and reveals pride.

Luther thought they were quite interesting heterosexuals.