Black Summoner

- - Central waters

Tristan assembles and resists the Tyrant ligreth against the breath of flames and ice (braces) emitted from Azglad's spear. The ringing Dahak voice on the other hand was something Tristan could hear directly below the Great Weird Bird riding. Dahak was lagging where he was going to lower altitude and meet the sea level.

"Hey, Tristan! If I borrow Kelvin's brother's quote, he's gonna lose if he's away underfoot in battle!

"Dahak, is it? When will I ever..."

Words hang on, and Tristan flirts with the tease. Once again, Stra's magic, lurking by spy fog (sagfog). The Royal Guard that ambushed him at the beginning was a monster, and Dahak, his destiny, was waiting in a convenient position to anticipate the timing.

"- Huh! I've never heard such a quote!

"Let it go! I thought you could split it into good shape, Azglad! Stay calm!

"I don't have to be told!

Azglad's attacks hit the mirror shield directly and continue to be reflected in an unanswered direction. But it wasn't in the direction of being a counter, and the mirror shield was being attacked by the whole spirit, which I could understand by the feeling conveyed from the spear. Maintaining his posture by Salafia, reinforced by blue magic, Azglad doesn't mind going ahead and continues to unleash full force attacks. Because at least as long as this attack continues, there will be no room for a mirror shield with all the shards combined.

Now that Tyrant Rigless and Tristan in such a state have been separated, it is Dahak's chance to hide while accumulating power. The loss of energy by the maximum breath (brace), on the sea without the earth (field) that I specialize in and because of this situation, which imposed various restrictions, took time to prepare, but it was also solved by the efforts of Stras and others.

"This is our private arena! Sprout, my plants. No!

Jumping out of the 'black earth nourishment scale' on Dahak's back was a sight not measured by common sense. Plants of thickness, which would also be comparable to the Gown's Divine Tree, grow at once from the seeds, wearing heaven but stretching as high as the sky. Eventually, a crack ran on the tip area, which was growing fast, and began to tear in two.

"This is a special breed in special, with" The Seeds of Disaster "for my taste! King Tsuruga's will, eat it!

Seeds of Disaster - Gown's Beast King Festival, the biggest and most dangerous plant Dahak used to deal with Goldiana in its block finals. A tremendous number of sharp blades were on his face from the rift that had been peeled out of the evidence. Yes, half of it was broken to form the upper and lower jaws. The big mouth, which is just past that huge, was already approaching there right away, targeting Tristan and the Great Weird Bird directly above it. From the end of his mouth, he drips out an unidentified poison mist and a large amount of saliva.

Tristan narrows his eyes for a moment and sends his readings to the Great Weird Bird Dimize Gillimot. Upon instruction, the Great Weird Bird tried to float further with large wings.

"You don't even have to sit quietly. Terrible shape indeed, horribly fast. But you're not losing this Gillie at speed, are you?

"Right, that's what I expected, too."

"- Huh!?

Above Tristan, who was about to fly, it was Stra's voice that flowed more into his ears than there. If you look up in the direction of a voice you never expected, you'll see a shtra riding with the shoulders of two guards. No, there was a giant bear-shaped nuigurumi on top of the guard, and a figure of Stra on his head.

Azgrad, who still gets overwhelming heat and cold air from Tyrant Riggles, who was supposedly on its back, why are you here? Tristan tried to spin his mind, but stopped it immediately. We got to the answer faster than we did, and above all, Stra was already moving.

Azglad's flashy attacks are designed to keep Tyrant Riggles from moving in one place, and this alone will suffice. But the truth is that even this one hand was meant to cause Stra himself to function as a second fate, just like Dahak, by applying a fog of spies (sagfog).

"Same hand again -"

"- All I can say is that you're dumb enough to be hooked on that same hand over and over again! Tristan Phase!"

Pimp. You're going to hear such a fancy, comical jump. Georgius, the bear's favorite doll, especially Stra., jumped resolutely from the shoulder of the guard, approaching Tristan with his crushed eyes shining, shaking up his right arm, fitted with fiercely vicious claws of the gap with his head.

"but buh...!

Is that a respect for Kelvin? Punch Tristan in the cheek, just like his other brother, and draw off three thick, deep nail marks on his lower body. Sticking his nails into the Big Monster bird with that momentum, he stuck his enemies together with a kick on both legs just to stop and push them straight down. Pimp. Fancy footsteps that ring again. Georgius used the recoil scaffolding Tristan and the others to return under the guard. It was a momentary event, very unlikely to be a heavyweight doll.

"Yikes!

High-touch with Nuigurumi, which an adult Stra would never (in public) do, can now be fully done. Stra is in really great shape right now, invincible mode with nothing to be afraid of.

"Welcome, Tristan! I'll give you a welcome!

Seriously injured and experiencing a fall in fierce momentum, Tristan is an extraordinary plant carefully grown by Dahak, the dragon king. The baccarat and open mouth are open to the limit, and isn't this the first time your mouth has ripped open already? So much so that I think. The invisible abyss of the bottom extends into the back of the mouth. When Tristan was aware of the sight, he had already been taken into pitch black. If you shut your mouth with Bakri, no more light will shine anywhere.

(... eh. This is quite profound. But locking the summoner up against him etc......!?

Tristan tried to exercise his own subpoena. It's unclear how he escaped Kelvin in the gown back in the day or whether he tried to re-subpoena Tyrant Riggles again. However, no matter which method it was, Tristan's prospects are drastically off and tied to the result of failure.

"Too bad, Tristan. I have a general idea what I'm trying to do in that situation. Ange, there's your sister over here, and Belle, too, right? I study the methods of warfare that were done before, and I use them the other way around.... Oh, maybe Tristan wasn't back yet, or something? I don't know, but if you did, you had no choice!

An angelic grin spills.

"Grr, this monster itself is bound!?

In addition to the varietal improvement of Dahak, certain boundaries were applied to the seeds of disaster. It was once used by Kelvin when he fought Ange, a special junction that cut off summoning techniques. The two (and uncle) who were enemies at that time were now Kelvin's companions, and reproduction would have been possible enough with Colette, the expert on that path.

"I'll give you more Bad News, okay? The poison that he keeps in his body was implanted in the bastard Jildra, super-enhanced version. When you let him go, you regretted it, didn't you? I put a lot of accumulated grudge into that poison, so enjoy it."

…… Gu, gu...!

There is no hand left for Tristan to salvage. It was the complete stuffing, the end of the stage played by Daoism.