Divine Costume Holy Sword Fafnir

Storm Calling Sword Demon Games (8) Spica side (Part II)

The moment my wooden knife wrapped around the purple electricity that stood with both hands and the spear wrapped around the blue and white wax that the market held in my hand clashed, I was being blown backwards.

While re-establishing the system in the air, we can help loosen the momentum that has been blown away with a wooden knife on the ground.

The moment I turned my gaze forward, the flash of blue beams came towards me.

When I let my hands off the wooden knife for a moment and kicked the ground and rolled to the side to avoid it, the wooden knife away from my hand returned to a normal wooden knife by leaving the Lord - burned to a blue sword.

"Come on."

I bite my lips off.

A serious act as a swordsman, such as taking your hands off your prey, during battle.

I can tell by the signs, by the killing.

That the man is approaching.

I just wonder.

I wondered why only a man named Market would fight and those in nearly twenty other robes wouldn't.

"I used to flatter that. But... you don't have the strength to fight anymore, do you?

Market looks at me, pointing a spear wrapped in blue and white - a divine weapon.

I slowly stand up and check my limbs.

One blow - only one attack left me with little power to fight.

I'm running out of power and magic.

To the extremities, the wind barrier and the [Gui Woo God Extinguishing] bio-current manipulation have not caused fatal injuries, but when moved, severe pain runs.

"Is it the power to fight..."

I convert and amplify the rest of my magic into biocurrents as I invest in my fluttering body.

It is then used to grow cells and repair the flesh.

"That's right! The guy from the Kaisel Empire said he'd let you fight the guy who defeated me..."

The man in front of me, Market, said with a smile on his shoulder, "Did you show up in front of me as an apprentice? Honestly, I'm disappointed, huh?," he has monologued to me.

"It would be difficult for me and Dr. Kazt you fought to be the same."

I answer the words of the market with my dislocated shoulders in when I am blown away.

"But... well - you have more temper as a warrior than any knight in the Kingdom of Lawrence. So... let's kill him for one thought without any help!

The market has emitted a blue wall towards me when I raised my mouth angle.

All the trees and grasses present between me and the market evaporate in an instant and come to me.

I sigh as I look at the sigh.

I, alone, can't beat the man in front of me.

Understand that.

I stabbed myself in the right arm after pulling a dragon knife out of my hips biting my teeth to the point that I had been training for a month willing to die but not to reach my feet.

"What!? You lost your blood?

The market comes as a surprise at the action I take.

But I didn't get lost in blood.

I really wanted to keep my powers warm.

Because my powers aren't the only ones I'm going to use now.

But if we don't stop this man here, we're all in danger.

If it were...

I'll throw away my pride of fighting on my own.

"The Black Dragon God is here!

A link with the black dragon god tribe chick, whose consciousness is not yet clear, whose self has just sprouted, connects directly through the Dragon Shortcuts, a covenant fixture.

The magic in the body was enhanced by the enormous magic of the Black Dragon Gods.

I wave my right hand.

That alone wipes out the roots of the surrounding magic and eats out even the blue and white ones that were rooted in magic.

"Well, silly... well, what the hell is that look like!

The market is terribly surprised to see my black dragon deification.

For the first time, too, I was surprised when I went...

My figure now is two pairs of black wings from my back, growing two horns from my forehead, covered all over my body by the scales of the Black Dragon Gods.

"I can't lose!

"Knock it off...... Arhahahahahahahaha"

In my words, the market, when I put my hand on my forehead, changed and I was in a good mood. "Good! That's why you're only the apprentice of the guy who defeated me!

The market storms at me with a spear, a divine weapon.

It's just...

The moment you touch me, the Divine Weapons will be shattered and scattered.

"Well, silly...... this is such a silly thing -"

"I'm sorry. So... I didn't want to use it!

When I stick my left axis foot to the ground, I rotate my hips around my torso and hit the arm of the market with my right fist - the belly part.

That's it, the market armor is shattered and scattered, and my fist crushes the market ribs, destroys my guts and launches over the sky.

"[Dragonlore]!

Unleash a compressed super vibrating cannon to the extreme that only the dragons of the Black Dragon God clan can unleash for pursuit.

The inevitable market in the air blew away from the junction destroyed by the dragon lore to the off-site, screaming [dragon lore] decently but "guuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu".

And the boundaries in the arena began to collapse under the influence of the dragon lore.