Black Summoner

- - Central waters

Dahak's fierce poison erodes Tristan's body. Countless spots begin to appear on his skin, on its surface, and they spread throughout his body. Symptoms of bumps and progressively protruding disease cause severe pain to run with progression. If you're a regular person, it's enough to be shocked to death by pain. But Tristan was reborn as an apostle, and he had crossed the boundaries of his common man. He couldn't let go of consciousness in severe pain and was so sturdy that he didn't lose his life.

"Goddamn...!

Whether you reach randomly or not, it's a natural prison created by Dahak. There is no light, and no one tries to help him out again. When Jildra was once confined to a confined space, she was rescued by an assassin. On top of that, he escaped difficulties by using his own unique skills. But there's nothing in Tristan right now. The assassin escaped the apostle to complete his second life as Ange, and the summoning technique, which was the outline of the request, was also held back by the kingdom. Circumstances in which Jildra, who placed him under corner rule, would also be far away now and would not want the help of other apostles. If it was an on-board game of excellence, it was a time to admit defeat.

"Whoa, whoa!

Even if he tries to speak up, Lu Rhythm doesn't turn around and ends up underdeveloped. Tristan's body is no longer able to move one fingertip satisfactorily.

(Will it not be possible to utter words anymore... what a tragedy, what a waste of time for me to be so talented...! Oh, I'm sorry I can't show it to anyone!

But Tristan was laughing. If you can't talk or make a face, at least make a smile in your heart. For him, whose humanity has been broken, there is an urgent need to enjoy death, and he turns his thoughts around, excited as a child, on how to die spectacularly and dramatically.

(That's right... let's just say we leave them a souvenir before we die first? Though, I was originally planning on doing that. This activates after my death, like a curse. Heh heh, that was a great finger, Princess Stra. But you seem to have put it in the wrong order to take it down a little. Your face at that time and the end of the world, it's heartbreaking that you can't see them, but such loneliness is also called taste. True life! Let me accept it cleanly)

One of the bulges that protruded from Tristan's skin bursts like a balloon that blew air into the bread. A juice called juice in his body splashed at that moment, and an uncomparable pain struck him.

"- Eh!"

If anyone had seen the shape at that time, what the hell would they have looked like? The answer will be closed to darkness and will probably remain unclear forever.

(This body will eventually have a dramatic end. That's where I want it to be, but I still don't like it hurting. Me, because I'm not a pervert or an anomaly)

Squeezing the power without, Tristan summoned two subordinates who remained in the magic body. It is a detonating great larvae sealed in self-harm by Stra and the only dream big eating tie (Incubakoog) that has never shown its appearance before. So did the Great Weird Birds, because they boasted tougher stats than Tristan, or the action by poison seemed to be progressing slower.

(This is my last gift. You wanted to defeat me unharmed. If you look at this poison, you'll see that it is. But unfortunately, that won't happen. With the help of this dream big eating tie (IncubaQuog), I will pass away in peace with precision)

Baku-shaped monster, Dream Big Eat Tie (Incuba Quog) eats people's dreams and stores them in their bodies. Tristan has been preparing for this battle and feeding this Baku his dreams containing all sorts of emotions. Although its use varied, Stra's activation ended its role without most of it looking into the eyes of the day. The orders that will be given here will be the last job of Dream Big Eat Tied (Incuba Quog). It is a trivial task that is not enough to take, such that it does not make any difference to the war situation: to show Tristan a tranquil dream.

But this is what you hate the most, isn't it?

No one can see what Tristan looks like inside the seeds of disaster now. It would be merely self-gratification to try to do that in a place no one's eyes would ever see again. I understand that, even Tristan. Understood, it was the last harassment he could do.

(After that, is it the treatment of subordination... yes, I have to abandon it until the end. This is salvation for these children. Come on, give me the last fireworks, ah, Sama -)

Tristan's body had not fastened the prototype anymore. My whole body swells to its limits, and I'm not even in the shape of a person anymore. All the swelling had already ruptured a few times, and Tristan continued to suffer the equivalent of death each time. In more suffering than such torture, at the end of the day he fell into a restful sleep.

In dreams embedded by Dream Big Eat Ties (Incuba Quog), what does Tristan dream of fulfilling? Especially since his body reaches its limits a few seconds later, it is a mystery whether he had time to dream and paint.

- Huh!!!

A feather hat dances. Tristan's body overlaid with expansion exploded simultaneously, and its gorgeous bursting caused damage even to the detonating great larvae that were nearby, which also detonated. Baku on the Great Monster Bird, the explosion involving everything that was there scattered enormous damage around, and also flamed Dahak's proud prison.

"Whoa!?

Dahak, who perceived the anomaly and detached the seed of disaster from his back on the verge, hurriedly escapes from the spot. The stubborn plant, reminiscent of the great tree of the Divine Tree, withstood the amount of energy it contained and eventually exploded itself. The wreckage splashes at fierce speed aboard the blast. Although it was good because it was in the middle of the ocean, if this was an event on the earth, I can easily imagine it was connected to a great misery. It was such a spectacular sight by then.

Fortunately, however, the damage seems to have been done to the extent that Dahak's wings, which were nearby, were slightly burnt. Stra and Azglad are intact by the ice defensive walls created by Salafia, as are the guards.

"No way, that poison I made caused an awesome explosion so far... I'm surprised myself, to be honest!

"That's different, Dahak."

"Am I?"

"If Tristan just burst, there wouldn't be such a beautiful explosion. Probably blew up his monster. I don't even know what kind of hand you used, but scratch the seal I should have sealed in Retaliation Preamble."

"Uh, really? You didn't die of my poison, did you? That's good!

Still, Dahak looked satisfied.

"Hey, it's good to celebrate the victory, but what about this mirror guy? After the explosion, it stopped working at all?

As far as his power was concerned, Azglad, who unleashed his spear, leaned against Salafia's head and shouted. As Azglad put it, Tyrant Ligless, who was fighting breath (braces) in the shape of a shield, had stopped making any more changes like the battery was dead. However, there seems to be only a floating function, which remains floating on the spot.

"That's a troublesome place not to be touched by the detours. Best to destroy it right now..."

It is certain that Tristan Phase, whose horns and long-standing causes had died, disappeared completely without a trace from this world. The first victory in the showdown was decorated by the Trisen Coalition - two dragon kings, consisting of their former partners and mother, and proud brothers and sisters.