Dragon Poor

The aftermath of the crash was terrible.

The barren hills come tumbling down, and the barren wasteland stoops to its knees. The sky splits apart, and again, the wind blows relentlessly, and dust blows over the whole world.

And the world was covered with a yellow dust fog that was hard to discern.

“Dragon! Are you sure you want to break the law?" ”

Marek cries out ferociously in the covered dust mist.

“Dragon, answer me! ”

After shouting so many times, I heard a majestic voice from beyond the hidden world.

[It was only our clan.]

Surprisingly, the dragon who had never heard my voice to anyone except my companion responded to Marek's call.

[When chaos and sin covered the whole world, no one stepped forward, fearing that the unclean darkness would contaminate them.]

The dragon's voice was calm. However, just because it was calm did not mean that the emotions contained in it were calm.

[We were the only ones whose scales turned black.]

Marek, who was in a hurry, also kept his mouth shut in a shivering grief.

[The red dragons who were more enthusiastic than anyone else, the flames, which seemed to not go out, cooled and lay cold on the ground, and the golden dragons, which were as solid as a tawny, turned to tearless dust. The blue dragons who had cold reason, such as the ice caps, burned my body after a long battle, and finally got horns and hearts ripped out of my clan's hands.]

Even the scattered dust grains were cold enough to fall off. Nevertheless, the dragon's tone was calm.

[The white dragons who rushed through the air broke their wings and killed themselves. The wise black dragons did not know that they were bitten black, but fought ahead and were killed by poison.]

As the story progressed, the dragon's voice sank even lower, and the winter solstice contained within it became a rich phrase that froze even the corners of Marek's clothes.

[Extinction, that is the price our clan had to pay until those who watched the situation reached their will.]

Such dragons suddenly raised their voices.

[Consent coordinator! Answer me!]

It was a solemn voice like a rebuke.

[Does my family still have a price to pay for extinction?! Do you want me to dedicate the remaining pair of wings and one horn to the world after six of the seven pairs of wings have been cut off and only one of the three horns has been healed?]

The dragon's cry was reasonable, and Marek was unable to answer.

[I have wandered a thousand years outside the boundaries of the world. Then why does the world want to bind me again? Is that really what your tuners say it is?]

But the dragon shouted in an angry voice until Marek opened his mouth.

[You, the world, will the gears bind my companion to the boundaries of the world and push him away with me!]

Finally, Marek was forced to answer the dragon's question, spreading his cold, blue lips.

“I have no idea how much the dragons of the past have paid for this world. I can't fathom the depth of the grievance of losing my family and the misery of staying out in the world for a thousand years. I'm just sending my condolences and respects. ”

[Then answer me. If your condolences and reverence are true, then why are you still trying to fill my companion with chains like yours?]

Marek sighs and sighs at the dragon root.

“Now that the people who used to support the world have fallen, the power of you and your companions is too strong. ”

It was not just a coincidence that Marek named Kim Sun-hyuk as the next tuner.

He was talented enough to be a coordinator, and in some cases, could cause great harm to the world.

[Don't you dare enter the law of balance in front of me! My clan has lived as a tuner for countless years before you. Don't you dare swallow up the gospel by conveying the law.]

Before Marek, there was a subpoena, and before that. And it was the mercenaries who had been responsible for the balance of the old world so far before the first summons.

In a sense, the dragons were extinct and pushed out of the borders of the world, so the Gentiles had replaced their duties. It was never appropriate for Marek to carry out the law and balance before the dragon in such a situation.

Marek knew that, too.

But it was not by his own will that Marek stood here.

The world wanted the next tuner, and the dragon's opposition was better suited to the next tuner than anyone else. And it was determined by this world, not by Marek, but by compassion and compassion for the dragon.

“But what can I do? I have already promised to accept the fate of the tuner according to your defeat. This is separate from the sacred devotion that you and your family have shown to the world in the past, so you can't turn back now. ”

It was true. The dragon now comes and takes out the past visas does not mean that the promise made by Marek and Kim Sun-hyuk disappeared.

If they tried to force this promise to be overturned, the dragon would be like returning the old covenant itself to nothing. And no matter how hard and powerful the dragon was, it was a huge loss that could not be redeemed.

“Stay out of this duel. The price of the law you broke yourself will not be small enough, but it will only be harmful to you and your companions to insist further. ”

Marek stepped back from the grief and repentance of the dragon's voice in a stern voice.

“This is the final tribute and goodwill to the formerly devoted dragons as consensus coordinators. If I do not accept this, I will inevitably have to use the power of enforcement that the world has given me. Of course, it would be your companion to pay for your absence. ”

Nor did the dragon answer Marek's warning. Marek accepted the awkward silence as a means of no longer engaging in dragon fights.

But it was a quick decision.

[You're mistaken.]

The voice of the dragon that was heard leaving Tum for a moment did not show the same repentance just now.

[I answered your call because I wanted to reprimand the fierce scheme that came out of your little head. If I had a price to pay for this, it would be a trivial thing less than even my smallest scale.]

“What are you talking about? ”

Marek frowns at the words of a dragon he doesn't understand.

[I mean, I never intended to be involved or involved in this duel in the first place.]

Even before I finished judging the situation, a sheer spectacle flashed out of the dust mist.

“Then…. ”

[It is only in his own power that he endured your affliction.]

As the dragon's words ended, a breath of sulfur gushed out and swallowed Marek.

* *

After a catastrophic blow to the heavens and the earth, the breath of the persistent dragon sweeps through the earth once again.

With considerable energy in the blast, Marek was able to resist scalping and skin ripening, but he was also able to endure a breath.

And there was once again a powerful assault, and then a few more.

Even that man survived.

Marek continues to bluster.

Maybe it's because it's already consumed a lot of energy. I don't see any more swords that could turn the world upside down.

None of the stabbing and slashing movements were lethal, just any senior knight could wield enough swords, of course, to spread in the hands of another Marek.

It is the body of the dragon who endured the terrible calamity. The dragon dashes headlong into Marek, even if my scales are cut off and the turtles are cut off.

The scales were cut off every step of the way, and blood was scattered every step of the way. The earth was crumbling with how much dragon blood had been shed.

Nevertheless, the battle was not easy.

The dragon was severely injured, but somehow remained energetic. On the contrary, Marek was not injured, but was quite exhausted.

Marek's attacks gradually lose focus and light.

And later on, Marek's sword was not even of a mediocre level. I was just beating the tolerant, relying on the peculiar customs of a sword made from the mind.

The sword struck the dragon's head. It was a slender slash, but lacking in finesse, it was nothing more than a club for a solid acceptor.

The dragon's head twitches and clenches his fist. Marek leans in and avoids a sinister fist. However, you take a step back and exhale, instead of stepping forward, assuming it takes your breath to continue the attack.

The dragon rushed back to Marek.

Similar sights appeared. A sword that cannot pierce scales. Fists and spears that cannot hit the target. Many workshops came and went, but none of them meant anything.

“Phew.”

I try to stab the blade, but Marek's attack cannot defeat the dragon. If he was a light-headed person, the behavior of the bleeding dragon was too slow to catch up with Marek.

It was troublesome.

The battle of the two superhumans, which must have been the strongest on the continent, became an unprecedented battle of grandeur.

For a long time, both the dragon who runs like a snatch on his head and the old knight who rolls around with his sword, avoiding a vicious attack, have become a mess.

“Phew.”

The terrain that had changed due to the catastrophe pushed Marek back as he rolled up the high ground.

Glug.

Now, the rounded bronze sword, which has become blurry and barely retains its shape, has finally disappeared completely.

I no longer even had the strength to hold the sword.

“I feel like I'm back to my old life. ”

However, in spite of his hesitation, Marek's expression was surprisingly dull.

“Honestly, I don't know who's going to win anymore. ”

Marek said as he watched the dragon who looked even bigger standing on the high ground.

“Still, we have to try. ”

Marek folds his hands together in front of his chest.

“Summon Iron-sword”

A flash appears, disappears, and a steel sword is held in Marek's hand.

“It was so hard to find a quality sword back then. ”

Marek chirps at the steel sword with a complex face and sticks it to the ground.

“Come.”

Just as the dragon thumped and ran into the hills. Marek pulls down his steel sword, pulling it back in time.

Pot.

The dirt and sand drawn by the sword are scattered over the face of the dragon. The name of the sword was a shameful attack.

“Even if it's humiliating, I must win. ”

Marek also learned that his attacks were not worthy of my reputation, and swallowed up an excuse he didn't have to.

In the meantime, the iron sword in your hand is moving diligently.

Screaming.

The scale of the dragon was cut off in a routine inspection that did not allow for a common sword. Rarely stopped bleeding again, the dragon cried out.

Marek swings his sword again. And each time, blood spurted from the dragon's body.

“If you win anyway, it's enough. ”

This time, Marek grabs the dirt and scatters it.

Unlike before, the dragon who avoided as much as lifting his hand and entering the snow, took a step back. For the first time since the battle began, the dragon has been on the run.

“I agree with that. ”

Marek shrugs at the words of the dragon, his voice groaning like a beast.

“I thought you couldn't talk in that state. ”

“Well, usually. My head feels a little cold since I've lost so much blood. ”

Kim Sun-hyuk, who said that, looked around at the wound on my body and said.

“I like my head cold, but my body is completely numb at this rate. Looks like you're out of bottoms, too. I need to finish this duel. ”

“I wish. ”

According to him, Marek takes up his posture, fixing the iron sword again. As if preparing for the final battle, the forged sword begins to glow faintly along the day.

“Come in.”

Kim Sun-hyuk, who lowered his posture like he was rushing at Marek's taunt, straightened his waist and stretched out his hands.

“Artiya. Nudar. ”

At the end of the sentence, the ancient spirits appear in the air and in the dirt.

“Finish.”

"Yes, Master! ’

"As you command! ’

Unlike the two superhumans who were hurt and tired, it was the answer of very vivid spirits.