Apostle of the Gods

I grow giant rock togues without chanting, right under the dollar flare, at once.

Advanced magic called the Spear of the Earth (Soil Lance).

"DR!"

Dorflair sounded a little rushed.

A dragon like that would have been able to crush the magic barrier and crush the scales.

As sharp, hard and very fast as that, it is an attack by the spear of the earth.

But the Dragon King is not Dade.

The magic barrier was crushed. But scales don't get crushed.

"It is within the scope of the assumption that it will not arrive!

The spear of the earth is aimed at disfiguring Dolphur.

If you crushed the magic barrier, you can call it a great success.

"Gr......"

I try to regain my posture as Dolphyre stares at me.

But I won't give you that kind of time.

I shot a magic tornado right next to me.

Dolphrea, who has no magic barriers and is also disfigured, eats the Demon Tornado decently.

He was further disfigured and, at the same time, the blade of magic by the demonic tornado damaged the scales.

"GRRR!"

"This doesn't sound like a lot of damage."

Dorflair uses his wings to try to undo the Devil's Tornado and at the same time regain his posture.

I would say it's magically a relatively defenseless state.

That's where I hit the magic of Nova.

The magic of the flame system.

It is a spell that hits a ball so blind that it is too hot to be seen directly.

"GAAAAAAAAAA!!

Dorflair hurries through the magic barrier as he shouts out loud.

Nova's blow fleshes at once as it destroys the magic barrier to evaporate.

On the verge of a direct hit by a Nova blow, Dorflair shields his right arm to cover his body.

The scales on his right arm start to fly. The meat in the scales was revealed and carburized in an instant.

"DGAAAAAAAAA!"

Dorflair raises his voice not sure if it is a scream or a roar of temper.

I put up a barrier while covering my right arm, which was carburizing, with magic all at once.

And squeeze the blow of my nova.

"That's it!

Dion's loud voice sounded.

Dolphrea seems dissatisfied.

"... but I can still do it"

"Dragon King. What are you saying at the expense of one arm"

Dorflare's right arm is drooping without force.

And a little top to bottom of the right arm twist was carbide.

"But..."

"There's nothing more than killing each other than not stopping at the expense of one arm"

"... that's true"

Prior to the game, Dorflair had emphasized that they would never kill each other.

If you can't stop at the expense of your arms, you could sacrifice your life next.

We know it's a dollar flare, so we stopped.

"Will Volms. Brilliant."

"... thank you"

"I just want to have a sentiment fight right away, but wait a while."

Dorflair turned up and opened his mouth wide.

"GRAAAAAAAAAGRAAAAAAAAAA!!

Roar at the sky. It was loud enough to sound all over the Great Mountains.

I'm followed and I look up.

There were more than a dozen dragons before the game, about fifty more.

I guess we got together because we wanted to see a game between me and Dolphre.

"" "GRGRR" "

The dragons rang in unison as they responded to the roar of Dolphrea.

Probably talking about something in dragon language.

And the movements of the dragons that were swirling change.

One dragon after another came down near me with Dorflair.

It's not uncommon for a dragon bigger than the dollar flare kid who fought us first.

And not many smaller dragons.

"Looks like you want to say hello to Will, who beat me."

"I don't think I lost..."

"GYA! GYA! GYA! Honest and good"

"But I don't even think I won"

It would be an exquisite draw.

Neither one of them has been fatally injured.

"A child of the people charred the Dragon King's arm. Let's win."

"But..."

"If you show me some respect, accept the victory."

"Okay. Thank you."

When I said that, Dorflair nodded satisfactorily.

If people and dragons fight, it's natural for dragons to win.

Besides, me and Dorflair are kids and dragon kings. It's natural to win.

Yet the result of the draw would be good as a win for the children of the people.

Yeah, I guess Dolphre thinks.

Dorflair then licked her face from my stomach to the bottom.

Dorflare's tongue is warm, no, rather hot enough.

Dorflare's tongue was very large.

Just the tongue, probably bigger than my body.

"Oh, thank you"

"Uhm."

Lubeum said the dragon admitted to licking his face was companionship.

I guess Dorflair recognized me as one of them.

While me and Dorflair were talking, the dragon was just staring at me a little far-flung.

"grgr......"

"gr......"

And it was definitely ringing "grgr". I guess you're saying something in dragon language.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is Will Volms. See you later."

In the meantime, I introduced myself to the dragons and bowed my head.

There's nothing wrong with being polite.