Desire

A long splash of sticky blood splashes from the broken nose. As soon as Sericrapa's head falls back, the extended hand grabs hold of Sericrapa's collar.

The key to melee, fist to fist exchanging, is that fist is no wider than the distance it touches. The user creates a tiny hole in the target's behavior, whether or not it is a direct hit.

Rip it apart. The words that emphasized the greatness and seriousness were engraved deep in Azin's head. And it was consistent with what Raw Snow said. not to interrupt the flow. Continue with the flow.

So pull. Sericra's feet twist and lean toward the pain. He abandons his massive body and polyps into a small body, but that is not a clear answer. I don't know if it's the Wizard or the Emperor, but this is more convenient for Ajin. He was the expert on this side.

First blow to the nose. Ordinary humans would have lost their minds with that blow, but they are dragons. Is it okay to sharpen your jaw and shake your brain? Let's give it a try. Apparently, the shattered body seems to be able to regenerate immediately. This level of regeneration was also possible for the dungeon master, Legnom.

So don't break yourself. Accumulates damage if selected. Loosely clenched fist became a whip. The back of your hand slashes into Sericra's jaw. Sericra's jaw crashes against his neck. Put more air back into the bounced chin. You can see Sericra's eyes shaking widely.

Use the blink to spread the word.

Azin's hand grips Sericra's hair. I leaned him straight down, punching him in the face with his knees raised. I can feel the hot blood soaking my crotch.

Or we attack. There will be plenty of magic to use.

The wiggling Sherrikrapa's legs loosen. You hold the body of the man about to fall. A thumb tucked between his arms rests on his armpits. I pressed my thumb deep into his armpit and grabbed his shoulder with my other four fingers.

And then he twists. The dragon born robbery is more than any other metal in the world... Enough of that nonsense. If the Dragon Ball is the strongest in the world, you can only break it with more power. With a thumping sound, Cericrapa's arms are broken. His mouth opens.

“Ahhhh!”

Screams are noisy. Screams that hurt, not peers. You slashed your chin like that, but you're still awake. Or maybe he was out of his mind and just came back because it hurt so much. As Azin watched the great magic manipulation cry out in agony, he felt pleasant inside.

There is no end to the magic you know. There is also an infinite amount of magical power to work that much magic. But I can't open it. Even if you can do magic with a no-zero spear, even a dragon needs to concentrate your mind to do magic.

They don't give you a break. The relentless assault has severed Sericra's spirit. He made the wrong choice in the first place.

I'd rather keep as much distance as I can, if I hadn't narrowed him down. What if we did a long distance spell around Bress from afar? If so, this side would be difficult to deal with. At least the worst outcome of proximity to azine would not have occurred.

Sericrapa's misfortune was the beginning and the end. He didn't know the existence of Azin. That's all. Asin smashes his waving leg. You break Sericra's ankle with a faint sound. As the roiling body leans toward him, Azin smashes his tightly clenched fist into Sericrapa's stomach.

Ignorance of melee combat. Or vigilance against the opponent. And a sense of self-esteem. In fact, there was nothing strange about it. Sericrapa was a dragon. The dragon was born and promised all magic and boundless magic. Some of the nerds were drawn to melee warfare, including weapons and fighting, but Sericrapa was not such a dragon.

So I was ignorant of melee combat. The user's guard against the target is clear. A wizard close to Master Meiji, the emperor who signed a contract with the Spirit King. I was cautious, but I didn't think there would be another human with this kind of power. So I was careless. I ignored it again. Overbearing yourself? There's no way a dragon, called a great being, won't overestimate himself.

So, Sericrapa got down on his knees. Out of the open mouth, blood poured out. Ajin pulls out the hand that was stuck in Sericrapa's chest. Sericrapa raises his gaze.

“Th-that's... ridiculous.”

“That's how the world works. ”

Azin grunts in front of Sericrapa's ear. He grabs and smokes a blood-sticky hand, then kindly tucks it back into Sericrapa's body again. Sericra's body trembles less as the pain grows. The slightest thing that lifted his head was a superpower, not a shaman or a magician.

The dragon's infinite magical power drives me crazy. I don't want to eat it all, just a little bit. If the Dragon Heart that broke my heart was an empty steel, I'd have no reason to doubt it.

“A dragon is not a god. Huh? We can't all know what the world's going to be like. Don't be so unfair. ”

Sericra's face is pale. His body trembles. The hand that grabbed the heart did not explode by grabbing it. Instead, you kill the heartbeat slowly, plundering the magic power of Sericrapa's possession.

“And I didn't know. ”

The internal air pressure was rising fast enough to be seen. This is amazing. Ajin's jaw slithers. To be honest, I have not recently saved my inner air deficiency thanks to various titles of buffs and the completeness of non-public. But the more you can handle, the better.

“And I didn't know it was going to work like this. ”

A year ago, when I was defeated by the Arcadian, When Persian was taken from us.

The defeat destroyed something in Azin. Since then, Ajin has been dangling from the sky like a madman. It was to tear the Alkadion apart and bring back Persian. Every day, I fought against the Black Snow, and repeated my meditation and prayer.

I knew that I had improved my level and achieved quite well in the field. But there was no place to test it. Even though I tried to compare it with the Black Snow scent, the Black Snow scent grew as well as the strong one from performing it. Azin was still unable to overcome the smell of Raw Snow.

So I couldn't feel it. But not now. Perform for one year. Azin knows exactly where he is. The breath of Sericrapa is thin as if it were to break. That should do it. Azin breaks Sericrapa's heart with all his strength.

At that moment, Sericrapa's body turns white. Azin kicks him out as he pulls his hand from Sericrapa's body. Sherrikrapa's body falls into the sea.

The moment I came into contact with the surging tides of the sea, a white light surrounding Sericrapa's body exploded. The polymorph is forcibly released and the body of a giant dragon falls into the sea.

“... Puhaha! ”

The emperor laughs madly. In the air, he smiles as he gestures at the young spirit kings. Unlike his smile, most people saw pain with a frightening face.

It was worth it. A thousand years old dragon, the Blue Dragon Sericrapa, was killed. Not without the dragon slayer, of course. In this day and age, there is the swordsman Biggenhardt, who was named the Dragon Slayer.

But it was different from what Duke Biggenhardt had defeated the dragon, and what Azin had defeated Sericrapa. When Duke Biggenhardt defeated the dragon, he was a commander, not a knight fighting on the front lines. Of course, he was an excellent knight, but thousands of soldiers, hundreds of knights, and dozens of wizards were mobilized to defeat the dragon.

How are you now? There is a Gratian emperor who has a duplicate contract with the Spirit King, although there is a great wizard close to Master Meiji. It was Azin who brought down Sericrapa and beat him to death unilaterally.

“Fantastic! A new dragon slayer is born! ”

The emperor lost his temper and shouted aloud as he clapped. He knows that Azin is the owner of the advanced forest. A half-blind, half-blind, half-hearted sapphire. A craftsman who ended the martial arts war and defeated the Thousand Horses of the Bridge.

I knew you were strong. But I didn't think it would be that strong. Everything was unexpected. I couldn't understand why someone with that much power would put up with an escort knight like Hermione.

“What are you doing! Rescue the corpse!”

The emperor waves his hand and shouts. Killed dragons exude magical power from the body over time. The dragon Bone, also known as the material of the duck corn, also declines in value as time passes since death.

The wizards cling to you. They magically pull the corpse of Sericrapa into the sea. The corpse of Sericrapa, who opened his eyes and pulled out his tongue, seemed so humble that he could not be considered to have ruled this sea for thousands of years.

Treatment took place immediately. First, I extracted the Dragon Heart and enchanted the Dragon's wounds. It was only after the magical sealing of the Dragon Heart and the corpse was done that I realized it was over. Muren wipes the sweat off his brow.

“.. is practically a solo kill. ”

Muren muttered in a low voice to the emperor. After returning to the deck, Ajin rubs his distressed shoulder and sits on the ledge. Even though he established the ball of defeating the dragon, no one stepped forward to celebrate Azin.

It was instinctive fear. Fear of encountering something completely different, both human and non-human. The emperor smiles as he stares at Azin standing alone.

“Yes. I actually caught it myself. ”

Support from the Great Wizard, support from the Spirit King. But such support did not give the dragon a fatal wound. All I had to do was knock down the walls of Sericrapa a few times and psychologically drive him away.

It was Azin who broke through the walls of such a serikrapa and made him shake his worst hand in melee combat. Since then, it's only been ruthless and unilateral violence.

“.. may be dangerous. ”

Muren mutters. That kind of power is out of control. A beast that strikes dragons with its bare body. What's it controlled by? Muren's worrying words make the emperor smile.

“A good knife cuts well in others, but a good knife cuts off its own hand. You have to be prepared for that. ”

The emperor said in a quiet voice. It can be used in immediate war. Nothing to see here. The emperor thought to himself, I was going to see the power of each prince through this war.

Hermione's hand is too overwhelming. If Hermione inherits the throne, Gratia cannot take Azin, but can make a connection with Azin.

‘But Hermione is too fragile. ’

The position of the emperor is not light enough to be determined by a simple hand. Let's take a look. The emperor nodded. He gladly looks at the corpse of Sericrapa floating in the sea.

“You caught a big fish. ”

The emperor giggles and laughs.

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By the way, more than 400 copies...!

Since the new book I played in Dalpia was about to be finished, I started playing immediately with the next book I was preparing.

If you're interested, search Dalpia for "The Tower of Snake."