Captain wakes up 100,000 year later

“Attention gladiators coming in now! Croctootyra Morticiaaaa, the great hero of the world with ten arms and ten legs! Of course he'll be able to deal with a loving amphibian!

The announcer shouted as the youngest left, and the crowds cheered fervently for him.

“What a long, dirty name. ”

The Black Dragon King wipes his mouth with his tongue.

It was a small boy, but the serpent's tongue was enormous.

“Oh, there you are, Eun Dragon. Sit here next to me. ”

“How do you do?”

Sylvester and his group shudder at any sudden changes in the environment.

I've just walked hundreds of meters with the ambassador's guidance through a long, dark and wet passageway. After walking through the place like that, a huge arena appeared.

“Damn, that looks like a joke to me from the Pantheon. I built this place to feed playful animals. ”

Krasus grunts.

But the Black Dragon King, Mavrogus, paid no attention to their panic. I just lost my mind at the gladiator's Festival below.

Approximately 100,000 spectators were tightly packed in an old-fashioned playground, and they used the magic of spatial distortion to make it feel like flat ground everywhere they walked.

I drank a cocktail brought by a four-armed puppet with a spirit by the Black Dragon King.

There's a lemon wedge that doesn't go with it, and a little parasol-shaped chocolate. The dragon-king chewed the chocolate and asked Sylvester.

“Who will you bet on? ”

“I'm sorry, Black Dragon King. I don't know who they are. ”

“Oh, yeah. You'll see soon enough. What are you doing? Don't sit down. Everyone sit down. ”

The Black Dragon King was taking the form of a young boy. However, I could not consider him to be a pure young boy.

An ordinary boy had his hair cut off, and there was a green fire burning.

The green light sucks away the green pieces of souls flying around.

Every time the fire burns, the shadow shivers from all sides.

And above all, the more excited the Black Dragon King was, the more the flames boiled, like a living green firecracker.

“Take a good look. That gladiator with multiple swords is too long. Just call him Singer 1. And this is our eighth gladiator champion, Jin Yong-jo. ”

“Jin-ryongjo?”

You hear Sylvester's mysterious voice, and an intense shout of joy erupts from the audience.

The whole stadium was blown away.

This time, the announcer reached out his arms to the sky. I rolled the floor under my feet. The crowd follows the announcer's behavior and the sound of rolling feet in the shovel fills the stadium.

As the sound warms the heart, the announcer suddenly screamed.

“Hiiiiiiiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyio yiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyio yiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyiyio." ”

“Ahhhhhhhh!! ”

Bang, bang!

You hear a foot-roll and the giant appears smashing through the door. The giant is like a monster that has been stitched into the body.

Angled head puffed up.

Right arm with multiple bundles of blood vessels visible and left arm decayed.

Reverse joints twisted strangely, legs with blades on their ankles.

There was a sturdy flake on its belly, whether it was the beak of a bird or the mouth of a squid, and its black eyes were stifling.

Luna takes a deep breath as she sees it.

The captain said quietly.

Alien fusion. Freezing all kinds of monsters together. Everything from head to toe is different. I don't know if I captured it during the war or brought it back from the dead.

I chewed through the grape lips.

After she spoke to Luna in secret via quantum communication, Luna's ears conveyed the story to the captain.

“Captain, we were right about possession. I took each one of those pieces and I put them together in a form of possession that was responsible for each of the institutions. I think I can show you one or more of the warring alien evolutionists. ”

The name looks exactly like Jinnyoungo.

Sylvester was baffled by the appearance of a mixture of dragons and birds.

“Dragon King, what is that monster? ”

“Ah, champion. Our new outpost. We're still holding out, so we're fighting against the elite warriors of many tribes. Soon you will crush the real enemy! ”

The Black Dragon King suddenly turned to Sylvester and said,

“He looks weak, I admit. But not one. Multiple! Make multiple and roll them all at once to reverse them. The Abyssal Nightmare has set the land free from strange nightmares. Uh-huh-huh · · I'm the one who wins at the end. · · It's me, King Mavrogus. ”

Jin-ryongjo gnaws at the singing warrior in horror.

Just as a bird hunts a bug, a multi-handed monster tears its intestines apart and scatters them everywhere.

Mavrogus, who had been heavily cheering for a long time, suddenly waved his hands like a nuisance.

“Never mind. I don't have anything else to see. It's annoying to pretend to enjoy the company of humble people. ”

Mavrogus turns his chair around, flashing the lights around him in a flash, and a huge throne appears.

The long seat that Mavrogus sat on turned into a magnificent throne in a shovel.

“I'm sick of it. I can't believe I have to pretend to enjoy such childish fights because of the lowlifes. Yes, Lord Eun Dragon. Now, let's talk business. ”

There were pillars soaring high around his great throne and elders with three eyes sat on them.

The elders take a long bow and look down at Sylvester and his group as if they were interesting.

The helmet worn by the elders was like the palms of a human hand on either side, where green spirits boiled up like steam and were pouring down to the floor.

The steam swirled around the dragon king's throne and burst into the bubble of the inscription window. At the same time, it turned clear and flowed out again.

“Is it strange, mortal? I am the one who controls death, and I am the one who controls your breath. ”

Mavrogus frowned and said.

“I wish it was my pleasure to hunt and torture mortals, but unfortunately, I don't. But if you die, recording your moment of death is all the luxury I can have here. Look around you."

Mavrogus told Luna. His voice was kind, but not at all friendly.

Luna looks around, slightly terrified.

The background of where the elders stood and all the walls around it were filled with rooms of dolls that endlessly reproduced someone's death.

“Yes, take a closer look. The future is upon you, mortal. ”

The dragon-king continued to persuade Luna to be interesting.

Luna's eyes tremble rapidly. Someone's hanging, someone's killing themselves with a knife.

Someone is eating poison or being killed, and someone is getting hit in the head with a hammer.

Luna's back is cold with sweat as she watches her death recreate endlessly.

[Initiate mental protection of the user. Initiates information bomb suppression and computational aids.]

The nanogram helmet that covers your face blocks overwhelming information.

Mavrogus gave me an interesting look.

“This mortal deserves to be here. Looking at the wall of death and not going crazy. Useful? Lord Eun Ryong, where did you get such a clever thing? ”

“Don't play weird games with my acolytes. ”

Sylvester twitches his cloak and puts his hand on the sword at his side.

If you fight, it will change into the form of a dragon, but the act of raising your hand on a white sword made of your own bones was extremely stifling.

The Black Dragon King smiles.

I acted playfully, but it was a mental bomb that drove the deranged mortal mad with fear of death.

“Uh-huh-huh-huh-huh, yes, dragons are good to be greedy people from birth. Let's talk about work. ”

As he laughs, the green river bubbles to the beat.

Po makes a gentle connection around Luna, preventing her from sucking on the boiling green vapor.

“I've heard stories. You said you were going to Voltar. ”

“That's right.”

Sylvester covers his sword again with a cape.

“I didn't come with you at six. I came with you at eight. ”

“Yes, I would rather be · · · because there seems to be a lot of interference on the way to accompanying 6. ”

“No more details. Do you know what this is? ”

Sylvester shakes his head as he raises the ore that was placed on the chair by the Black Dragon King.

“I've never seen it before. ”

“Ser Tertius. It's a lot of money under the tongue of a dead man. ”

“Did the envoys strike because they didn't get the money? ”

It was Krasus.

The Black Dragon King blinked his eyes as if he had never seen anyone say this to him before.

“Hoora, has this cute male dragon gone mad to get attention? Lord Eun Dragon, can I be your concubine? ”

“Hold still, Krasus. Keep talking, Black Dragon. ”

Sylvester presses Krasus' head with his bare hands.

Crassus winces, but doesn't say anything to Sylvester. The Black Dragon King smiled as if it were cute.

“Hmmm, it would be nice to have a male servant with me · · · I'm stuck here in a dark fortress and I'm at war with these stinking elders · · for thousands of years · of the Pantheon · ·

Anyway, it's better to watch the silly nobles and the soul ball here than to wander around that empty limbo. ”

The Black Dragon King looks at Sylvester as if seeking his consent.

“Just tell me more about Cerberus. ”

Her insistence is that the Black Dragon King is dead. I just drank a black cocktail brought by a puppet with a soul.

“You worthless bastards, you silly bastards who know nothing about money and fun. Hmm · · ·. Okay, the story is simple. Without money, the Gate of the Underworld will not open. ”

“Why didn't you just open the door before? ”

“When was that? ”

“It was about 600 years ago. ”

The Black Dragon King smiled in relief.

“It was a good time. There's a lot of resources, and the Temples aren't that crazy. They took Ser Terminus' tomb and blocked the river of Nozodon. And I stole a bunch of my powers and made it float around the universe. ”

With powers, these were the ghost planets that blocked the captain's path all the way here.

The themes of ghosts, the monsters that disguised themselves as real boats and moved to swallow the approaching.

All were burned by the captain, but this must have been scattered by the Temples of the Black Dragons.

“There's a crisis in the fight. Those bastards have managed to plant the Abyssal Nightmare Tree. ”

“· · · An Abyssal Nightmare? ”

“Yes, a tree that grows upside down. ”

Deep in the Great Crystal.

Back in the Summon War, dragons summoned all kinds of monsters from all over the world.

For example, Ramon was glorified with tools of war.

Many of the Ramons are still fighting the dragons of Floraj on the main battlefield at Blood Strom.

A monster as dangerous as Ramon was a creature called the Abyssal Nightmare. They were a peculiar desire to swallow souls and reproduce death.

“There should be no one to rule death but us. The Black Dragon must keep its destiny. ”

If you swallow an empty soul, it becomes their resource.

I should have collected souls and made dragons, but since I couldn't make dragons, it was natural for the Black Dragon King to be trapped for so long.

That's why he must have been forcibly casting a ghost on that strange creature, the one he called the "Jin-ryongjo."

The Black Dragon King swung his cocktail. I was thirsty.

“Ridiculous echoes fill the area. The act of reproducing death is something only I can enjoy! ”

Tsk, tsk!

The cocktail I was holding was crushed in the palm of my hand when I was angry.

But the dragon's skin did not tear. Mavrogus speaks as he plucks his hand and throws a piece of glass.

“But the ghosts of the void are reproducing death. If he dies gracefully, it is the very laws of the universe that give his soul to us. ”

‘That's how I witnessed the last death of the Alliance ship. ’

The captain thought.

The nightmare tree has allowed the captain to witness the deaths of a few remaining spacecraft in the United Nations.

The Black Dragon King once again spoke.

“Yes. The Pantheon are rooting and planting empty trees in many areas of the planet. When the tree that grows upside down grows properly, you get nightmares that grow up. If he comes out, the more trouble we have in our backyard.

In the last hundred years, Palladom, Gordo, Magridom and Zotadom have been stolen, and Singridome has been burned by my hand. This land that has been guarding for 7,000 years has been ruined for a hundred years!

If we have nightmares, we'll lose more land and resources. That is unacceptable. Absolutely not! ”

The Black Dragon King suddenly screamed. I was sweating cold.

He sat down and said again.

“Knights of order. I know that your Eun-Yong continues to ignore my request for support. But if you want to use the passageway I'm guarding, you can't do it for free. Absolutely not. ”

He gets up and points his finger out the window. The green rain of the soul is pouring.

“Go that way. Go talk to Jim's General Genatus. The heart of the nightmare tree is your offering in place of Ser Terminus' old money. Then I'll open a path for you to Voltar. Go.”

Sylvester nods.

“I understand. I'll do that. ”

Po winks at Luna, pushing her inward, avoiding the green vapor.

Seeing them leave, the Black Dragon pushed himself deeper into the chair. And with the elders looking down, the dragon king closed his eyes quietly.

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