Dragon Poor

“… Mr. Kwan! ”

“P-Charity…. ”

The sound of food sinking into the water gradually becomes clearer.

“Commander! Stay with me!"

And finally, when the sound of calling out to yourself becomes clear, the noise of the battlefield that disappeared returns.

Rrrrgh!

The terrible roars, screams, and the commander are unable to keep their heads together.

“Commander! Can you hear me?" Would you recognize me? ”

“I'm not old enough to not recognize my deputy for years. ”

The loud chatter belonged to the deputy commander in charge of the battlefield on his behalf.

“Glad to hear it.”

A relieved relief relief deputy reaches out late.

“We need to get out of the way! ”

“What happened? Am I not dead yet? ”

The screeching commander asks.

“The missing arm cannot be restored, but the Commander has surely survived. ”

The cut edges of the painless forearm were no longer bleeding.

“How?”

The deputy reaches out and points somewhere at the Commander's question.

I chased my hands and turned my head, and I saw a man swinging at the edge of a white garment that had not lost its distinctive purity, even though it had been stained with stained blood.

"Hmm?"

When the Commander sees that, he rubs his left hand against his eyes. But he did not see it wrong.

“Priest?”

The man who was flying around the battlefield flying around in the foothills of his white clothes was a priest who was lost to disaster.

“Survivors!”

The deputy responded cheerfully.

“Priests and temple knights of the Church who were trapped inside the walls!"

Until that moment, I woke up to the ghost of a dazzled Commander.

“How did they? ”

The commander was only then able to find flashing white armor and footprints all around. Those who put the white glow on the sword instead of the orange flock were undoubtedly the Temple knights of the Church.

“An army of nations who were aware of the defect just before it happened and were trying to escape through Tennessee's borders was still alive in disaster! ”

“Ah…. ”

The commander clenches a burning fist.

The Knights of the Temple and the paladins were chasing the horses away on behalf of the weary knights. The concentrated saturation of the wizards who recovered their strength was also with them.

“There are mounted men from the North! ”

Beyond that, I saw the greatest cavalry on the continent galloping. The vicious cavalry chases the horses and horses back to their original position.

“Oh, my God. You really did win. ”

It was a miracle. It was a miracle that you survived, that you defended your line.

"I think something happened in there. ”

But it wasn't just a miracle that happened.

“A dazzling white light shined in the distant sky, and the golden stands flowed to this far. Right after that, the horses and horses started running around. ”

It was not difficult to realize who were the miracle workers.

“The Warrior and the Victorious Duke. Maybe they're fighting the Darkness. ”

The deputy said that the yellow and white light was flashing away from the far side of the sky.

* * *

Unlike the Southern defense lines, where many of the elite of the Adenberg Empire remained, not all defense lines achieved miraculous victories. Unfortunately, the defensive vessels in the west and north were breached, which were relatively weak.

The most urgent of them all were the Western defenses. The Northern defense ship has had a difficult Sarinama situation recovered, but it has not been able to reach it at all. At this point, even the worst of the defensive line could not be completely eliminated.

“It doesn't suit the spirit behind the scenes, but you still have to pay for your meal. ”

The cavalry checked the western landscape and said that if there are any horses that have escaped the defense line, I will deal with them.

[The Northern defense line was already set out for salvation by a group of transferring priests Choi Min-young and foreigners. Commander, pick up the southern troops and prepare for any waves you may encounter.]

The problem of the Northern defense line was also solved by the Empire's swift deployment of reinforcements to Griffin Rider.

All that was left was the grudge that caused this terrible disaster.

“I'm going to go in there. ”

The swordsman who played the biggest role against the endless horsemen left, saying, I need to check the situation beyond. However, there was a stranger who had never seen him before beside the sword leaving the front line.

Marek's face is horribly stiff after he leaves the battlefield. The touch of rushing Griffin's tiredness also seemed like he was being chased by something without a pair of roughnecks.

“If we hurry, there's nothing we can do to get there. ”

Contrary to Marek, the companion's attitude was too relaxed.

“You'll never get close to the battlefield if you lose your strength with the scales until they're done fighting."

The companion surprisingly brags about Marek's hidden identity.

It was natural.

“You don't expect me to step up for you, do you? I'm still the same as you. ”

The companion was also the one who had the same mission as Marek and was left with the subpoena on the ground.

The companion was a central coordinator.

“If you're not going to help, why are you following me?! You want to see my outfit explode? ”

Marek grunts. I felt strongly angry at the central tuner for not liking something.

“If you had done the right thing in the first place, I wouldn't have left Busan like this. ”

Marek's anger did not change the tuner's attitude.

“I'm a creature that moves within a rule, and if the opponent decides and ignores it, there's no way. ”

Marek grows more angry with his shrugged attitude.

“That's what I said! ”

“I never imagined that he would take such a risk to reclaim his divinity. How could I have discovered his scheme when I was losing all my strength and couldn't figure out anything about the world? ”

Unlike what Marek chose to melt into the world, the central tuner chose to step back and hide from the world.

After 200 years apart from the world, the central tuner was made to be different from humans.

As if emotions were castrated, the dry attitude did not even feel pleasant.

“He's the one who can't speak! ”

Marek, who was angry, said good-bye.

“I'm the one you don't understand. The moment the transcendents stepped in front of the world, a surrogate would have been nice. What the hell is wrong with you? ”

Seeing Marek like that, the tuner tilts his head. I wasn't teasing, I really didn't understand Marek's anxiety.

“You're still clinging to the will of the world, so you don't like all the transcendents or surrogates, so it doesn't matter who's left, but I don't. ”

Marek kicks back his tongue.

“At least I hope it's easy if only one of the transcendents is left in the world. ”

“It's because you have a friendship with the dragon's companion. ”

Marek shakes his head at the tuner's question.

“I won't deny it. But that's not the only reason I care about dragon pets. ”

Marek looks at the glittering golden stands from afar.

“The dragon's companion and dragon are at least moderate and knowledgeable of self-restraint, unlike a madman who would not care if the world perished for divinity. You came to see me because you knew that."

Marek's eyes suddenly opened with a sharp blade.

You and the world have shaken hands. If you had told the dragon's pet everything from the beginning, at least you wouldn't have been ridiculed and shaken by that holy drunken lunatic. ”

The tuner's face revealed for the first time.

“The will of the world never fails. ”

Marek grins as he looks at the defiant tuner.

“I already failed, and you failed. The will of the world is not omnipotent. It's just one of the greatest and the greatest of the many will that flows through the world. ”

The tuner shudders.

But he didn't protest. It was because the will of the world to prevent the return of the transcendents was wrong, but there were already many transcendents in front of the world who could not deny Marek's words until now.

“If you still want to take back your failure, help me. ”

But instead of pushing more speechless tuners, Marek asked for a desperate face.

“I don't need anything else. All you have to do is get me close to the dragon's pet."

A tuner who had not answered for a long time opened his mouth late.

“I'll try.”

Griffin was suddenly at the center of the church as we spoke.

“I'm going to have to jump from here on two feet. ”

Marek and his tuner return Griffin, who had been struggling from the very beginning, to the more intense flashes.

The witches and sorcerers rush at them, but they melt into a single spell cast by the central tuner.

Marek and the tuner, who went against the chaos, were finally able to reach their destination.

The dragon of platinum surrounded by a dazzling scribe was pressing against a huge darkness. In front of him was a man who swung a pillar of light rising to the end of the sky like a club. The dragon companion Marek was desperately looking for, Kim Sun-hyuk, was tearing apart the chaotic darkness while covering the belly of the dragon.

“Excellent. Just the strength I could afford. ”

If one more piece had been added, it would have been different. But now there were only five pieces that could not conquer the incarnation of the dragon and god.

“Almost done. ”

The battle against the great evil that threatened even the comfort of the world beyond the Church was coming to an end.

“You'll be late after the battle is over. But if you intervene too soon, he will also break the balance. Would you still do it now? ”

Marek squints at the tuner's question and looks at the battlefield.

“I'm asking you now. ”

As if a tuner was waiting, you move your hands to form a Demibeast.

Then a faint light spreads out and hugs Marek.

“If you concentrate willingly, you will be able to convey your thoughts. ”

Apparently, the tuner thought this side was more likely to succeed than helping Marek to approach the fierce battlefield.

As Marek, there was no reason to complain as long as I just spoke to Kim Sun-hyuk.

“It's me, Marek."

Focusing on his mind, Marek spoke to Kim Sun-hyuk, who was far away. At first, I didn't know if my words were being conveyed properly, but I could see the magic was working when I saw the struggling electric dragon.

“Listen to me while I fight. ”

A moment of danger, perhaps due to a disorientation, suddenly darkened like that.

“Beware of the warriors. ”

Marek's expression was no less serious.

“Whether it was his own will or not, it was the warrior who freed the chaos. ”