Black Summoner

- The heart of the evil god.

"You should just look for Tristan's son of a bitch, huh? Alright! If that's the case, I'll show you my power to be reborn first!

Dahak, who raised his voice with exasperation, began to widen his arms by staying in the heart of the great cavity, over it.

"Dahak, what are you doing?

"Well, look. If I were you right now, I wouldn't be so upset."

The darkness that covered Dahak's surroundings, the powder of the black soil, fell into the great cavity, trembling violently. Black soil is scattered from the scales of Dahak, and if you observe Dahak often, you could see that it is emitted constantly from the surface of the scales in a lull.

"This black doesn't just look good. If you powder and shake" Black Earth Nourishing Scale, "any land grows as healthy as it grows in my body. It's like an active agent to revive the earth."

"Wow......!

The black soil of Dahak was instantly poured in all directions of the great cavity and into all the depths. He said he sprayed all that black soil, but Dahak himself doesn't seem to have bothered to do so at all. I burn that fantastic sight in my eyes, wondering if Stra is like Serra's blood.

"When the foundation is complete, you will be sown next. Five consecutive vegetable competitions, racing around the land of Nara (Avisland) with the husband of King Tsuruo. Improve the properties of the resilient plants collected at that time with my" Fae Mating "! This isn't the purifying ratio we used in Zhu's Great Valley, is it? Even a dark matter made by an S-class adventurer is a substitute for detoxifying what Ephil used to mourn!

"Uh, I'm not sure what the analogy is for the last comparison, but are you horny on the rabbit?

"Yes, horns are awesome on the rabbit!

The proud Dahak slowly lifts his arms up from around his waist. Then, the impatience, which was unforeseeable, faded intermediately, and green was seen dotted behind the clear air. Incredibly, there are more and more vegetative bodies flourishing in the heart of this evil god, which was considered the earth of death where no weed could grow.

"Ho, it's really amazing...! Those plants are purifying the venom from the great cavity, right?

"As long as the soil is nourished, it grows without the need for water." Immortal herbs ", coupled with the strongest detoxifying plants. There's no more secret grass to look for in the land of Nara (Abyss Land) or anywhere on earth."

"Weird, Dahak is active"

"Spears could come down tomorrow..."

"Huh...! Huh, uh, not yet, huh?

He was a dahak who wanted to bite Mud and Boga amazingly, but he was about to get mad at Stra again, so he could manage. More than that, Dahak had something to do.

"Now the great cavity should be able to come and go without boundaries or problems. But there are quite a few monsters roaming the area. Cancer. Do you want to plant the ghost-enhanced" Seeds of Disaster "too? These guys can afford most S-class monsters."

"The cannibal plant you used in your battle with Mr. Goldiana?

"Ugh. Somehow, he's got a lot of thoughts. To say you've poured all my love into this is never an exaggeration!

As Dahak thrust his arms up over the sky, his buds were blooming and dancing hundreds of fangs everywhere on earth, as they honored the love of the pitch-black dragon. And eating, eating, eating - the catastrophes that opened their mouths had defeated all the monsters in the great cavity.

"Incredible, Dahak is shining"

"Aren't there meteorites coming down the day after tomorrow?

"Ugh! Grow up Mud and Boga! You can't talk about that even if you think about it!

………

Stra's words work best in plain sight.

"- At the end of the day, we grow plants that are sensitive to the temperature and signs of organisms. What this guy discovers is letting him share information with me, so if someone's making a suspicious move, he'll know in one shot. Not even Mr. Serra or Ange's guy on the boulder..."

Dahak waving his fist up again. What has grown in chains are white flowers with beautiful and gloomy impressions. The vicinity of the heart of the Evil God was no longer a land of uncleanness or anything else, but had been reborn into a completely different place where greenery flourished.

"All the grasshoppers I've never seen...!

"It's the original I made you mate. Steady, looks like there's no one like Tristan. Kelvin's brothers broke into the apostolic lair, didn't they?

"That could happen. Even if you get in to us badly, there's not much you can do and it's dangerous. Brother Kelvin, there is a verse that deliberately kept me away... and let's just share information in a communication of will and let's consolidate ourselves outside the Divine Domain. Let no other apostle escape when it is troubled. Dahak, are there any more suitable plants for defense?

"No, so if you just give me an order, I'll take care of it. Rest assured!"

"Well, let's get started."

Ordering one strategically necessary element after another from Dahak, who gives his own ability a heartbeat. It was a dahak of confident appearance, but gradually began to sweat on his forehead and take notes at the relentless demands of Stra.

"As a first round, this is all I ask for first. Can you?"

"Oh, man, I can afford it, I can afford it right now. Spare..."

Seems critical enough.

"Well, a dragon king has a proper nest. I'll start by responding to that request and turn this place into my preferred nest and the land of Nara (Abyss Land) into the land of the Lacquered Black Dragon (Dahakrand)!

It is half self-abandoning shit (dammit).

"Good, it's the usual dahak"

"That sense of naming is hopeless."

"That."

"Mud, Boga, what are you doing? I'm gonna assign you guys a job, too, right?

"" Eh?

The dragon kings were terribly abused by the young sage, and the reconstruction of the great cavity progressed steadily.

- - Heart of the Evil God/Holy Grail Divine Area (Holy Charis)

Stras, you're doing something funny.

It was Serra who ran within the Apostolic Divinity who read and admired the report sent by Stra to the distribution network. Serra, who ended the annihilation of the southern part of the heart of the Evil God. She boarded the shrine as a daughter-in-law, but was transferred to a place where she entered like a labyrinth, and since then she has been searching for an exit at this rate. He was welcomed by all the same passages, which were just white, and Serra was a little bored.

(Divide...)

dozens of repeated choices. I shrugged in my heart again, but I can't possibly not choose. With a sense of prowess and auspicious luck, we choose the right answer, as is normal. Especially when I chose the right answer, and I don't understand where it leads to for Serra.

(I feel a little bit more. I can't really grasp that sense of distance. Hmm, is the feeling crazy? There is no such thing as trouble within this juncture...)

Spilling such stupidity, Selah runs. There's nothing I can do but run.

"Ha, it's time for a fancy battle and a spill..."

"I totally agree with you. Number one, it's not even a joke that Ange, who should be familiar here, is lost."

""... hmm?

It was Ange, who should have broken in with Kelvin, who came running from the aisle in the opposite direction toward the face. Serra and Ange, rendezvous unintentionally.