Dragon’s Legacy

Dragon Lunamos

The creature who called himself the Demon King was tall enough to cross three meters and was very thick and enormous, as if he had a giant club attached to his arms and legs. On his forehead was a horn as sharp and elongated as an awl, which continued to emit a strange colorful light.

However, unlike the soaring force, the Demon King was severely injured, as his arms and legs were torn apart, and his whole body was nearly destroyed, and massive amounts of blood were being spilled everywhere.

Opening its black wings and in the air, the Demon King scoured the area to find out who destroyed his castle with a furious face. But there was no basis for life anywhere.

While enjoying the rest, I suddenly compressed the space and squeezed everything together. I almost died enduring the inevitable power of protective magic and powerful flesh. This was the first time he had lived for hundreds of years and felt the crisis of death.

He defeated all the powerful magic that existed in the world, gaining the title of the Demon King, and fought numerous battles with wicked hordes with white wings, but no one could stand against him. Therefore, the powerful magic that threatened him was even more questionable.

Even now, hundreds of thousands of armies have been sent to exterminate the wicked hordes with white wings. He must have no mind to use magic on himself.

Despite his search for enemies, Durakun raises his magical power and dramatically increases his vitality. As you tear it out, one arm and leg snap together and the damage is restored. If only important areas like the brain or heart were not destroyed, we could always recover these damaged areas.

“I will kill you. I'll never let you down. Shhhhh!”

Black-winged Drakun does not overcome his rage at the destruction of his castle, and draws together his magical power and throws a black sphere at the desolate floor.

The sphere that flew into the perfect course dug straight into the ground, and then exploded with a huge bang. The cloudy smoke rises high above the sky like a bomb. The earth shook violently as if it were an earthquake.

As the huge smoke disappeared so big that you couldn't even see it, a giant hole formed the size of a playground. The pit was dug so deep that its black jaws could not be seen.

The faces of Rupelin and Rosilin, who had indirectly seen the Demon King's power, turned white. The Demon King was more powerful than I expected. Even the magic that the poet just wrote could not kill the Demon King. Of course, I expected the Demon King to kill hundreds of thousands of monsters without any effort, but seeing the Demon King's ridiculous healing and destructive power, I was worried that I could win the situation.

“Ah, time is running out. ”

There was only about 10 seconds of seconds-old hiding time left. The situation was a little tense as the Demon King showed surprisingly strong power. He came under considerable pressure from over three meters in size. Moreover, I was concerned about the safety of Rupelin and Rosilin because they seemed to know how to use magic.

The poem quickly summoned the door. Then I grabbed Lufelin and Rosilin's hand and crossed over to Kestron's castle.

“You guys stay here. Then you'll be safe. ”

The poem told them to stay in Quezron's castle. Once I was here, the space was completely separated, so I couldn't do anything from the outside to the inside. Of course, if the poem connected the two spaces, it could damage the outside, but it couldn't do that.

“I'm here to help. The Pope.”

“Even though I was weak, I also sharpened my sword. I don't think it's enough, but I really want to be the strength of the Pope. ”

Rosilin and Rufelin pleaded. I was afraid, but I didn't know what the poem would do alone.

“I'm sorry, but being here helps. More importantly, if I get hurt or critically injured, give me this medicine. ”

The poem took a full recovery potion from the subspace and gave it to me. Even once I died, I was able to live because I had a teddy bear, and even if I died again, I could be resurrected as a fully recovered potion. If you don't die twice, you can escape to Kestron Castle and ask Lunamos to take care of you. Although the Demon King seems to be strong, I'm not really worried. I was sorry because there were so many fraudulent items.

“Still...”

“It's okay. Just trust me. Okay?"

The poem hugged Rosilin and Rufelin and kissed them. The hideout was resolved a long time ago, but the Demon King couldn't detect it until the space was separated, so he was just yelling and angry.

The poem leaves Rosilin and Rufelin in a tense walk, just like the protagonist who knows death and is going to fight. He immediately injected Margaery with the absolute armor of the Black Dragon.

The Demon King was furious in the air for no reason, but he quickly turned his gaze to the Demon King when he suddenly felt a sudden decline. There is an unidentified presence in heavy armor.

“Did you do it? ”

The Demon King pointed fingers at the castle and asked.

“Yes, I did it. ”

The poem replied gracefully.

“I will make you feel the depth of your bones for what you have done. I'll turn you into a body that can neither die nor live in agony! ”

The Demon King opened his huge wings and flew quickly to the poem, shouting in a loud, tearing voice. I shredded the air as I flew into the sound of the plane and struck the scene with an arm thicker than a log.

Kuang!

The ground bursts with the sound of a massive explosion, like a heavy lump of iron, or like a cannonball. The ground shakes and the dust blooms blind. Like throwing a black sphere, there is a giant hole in the ground.

Overwhelming destructive power!

However, the poem was already preparing for Margaery, so as soon as the Demon King flew close to the sound, he pushed the ground back and barely dodged the attack. The endless injection of Magi, full of unseen lakes, has increased pupillary vision and physical ability, not compared to before.

The situation made Margie even more attractive. Massive amounts of Margaery flow like a giant river into the Dead Sea. I don't know how much damage I can do to the Demon King, but every moment, I decided to do my best.

The epiphany that injected Margaery into the flesh to the limit of her abilities immediately hit the ground.

Bang!

You hear heavy noises. Like the Demon King's attack, the ground has not been set ablaze or destroyed, but the vast extent of the ground feels underground at once. At the same time, the poem shot out at a speed above the speed of sound speed hit the Demon King's face with an armored fist.

As soon as his fist touched the Demon King's face, he continuously trained and rotated his lower back and arms at once to explode the muscles that were condensed by Magi, focusing on his fists, as explained in the recipe for the greatest destructive power, which was the giant river flowing in the limb white year.

Puang!

It explodes. The space bursts, not the Demon King's head. If you do not plug your ears, the enormous energy that erupted from the poem swallowed up the space itself, along with the sound of the eardrum bursting. Unlike the space compressor, the space itself was swept away by the enormous destructive force, destroying everything the city could reach.

The ruined saints were swept away without a trace by this enormous power, and the earth was crumbled and devastated as if it were the end of the desolate lands.

Of course, the Demon King couldn't have survived. The Demon King, who received the direct destructive power in his body, was no thicker than a log, and could not resist even his arms and legs, nor could he discern the shape. With a brain and heart, the broken area could be repaired, but the brain and heart were completely decomposed without even knowing where it was.

“Huh?"

The situation, which had never drawn all the power, surprised itself and looked around. The Demon Lord died in a single punch that reminded me of a scene from a cartoon and destroyed a huge range.

Obviously, the concert support did not have this much power just when it collapsed. Since then, I have gained a lot of strength thanks to the increased amount of sex and the increased amount of magic by sex with Hyejin through the elixir and Manasik, which I received as a seven-level heritage. Whether the body changed to match the amount of Margie, it was possible to emit this ridiculous force by injecting her endlessly like a water-drinking cotton wool.

It was no exaggeration, even though it was all thanks to Hye-mi. Thanks to the sex with Hye-mi, it was also great to absorb the power of the elixirs who were sleeping in the veins in the body at once. A protagonist who had no knowledge of the work at Mughum met the performance at once and became a superhero at a similar level.

He became too powerful and decided to pay more attention to the situation. If I accidentally raise Maggie with the same senses as before, I'm sure she'll be in real trouble. It was nothing to worry about here, even if it was destroyed or destroyed.

However, despite maximizing the destructive power of the Demon King's attack by pulling Margaery up as far as possible, the Magic Spell Stone given by Lunamos was far superior. The extent of destruction, of course, was not even comparable, and the power that could be exerted per magi itself was far superior.

In this way, I felt a little bit how great Sazam Lunamos was. Well, Lunamos, who had such power, could not resist pleasure and became his slave.

The poet took off his armor and lightly lifted Margie up and jumped through the door. The door floats in the air just now, lifting Margie high enough for the ground to collapse.

“It was quicker than I thought. ”

I gave him a full recovery potion just in case, but luckily I didn't need to use it. Perhaps Lunamos was aware of this power gap, so he sent his mind to relax and come.

“Oh, how could such power...”

“... ”

The shocking sight that I just saw shocked Rosilin, and she was shocked to say nothing. The horseman's enormous power brought the world to an end, but the situation simply wiped out hundreds of thousands of Demon Lord soldiers and the Demon Lord. It was a tremendous force. Lunamos was not taken for his own. When I first saw the Demon King's power, I felt like an idiot.

“Are you hurt? ”

The situation was just a courtesy question. Of course, he did the hard work, so there was no way he could have been hurt.

“The Pope didn't hurt me. Thank you for saving the world that almost destroyed the Demon King. ”

The power of the poem was so strong that, unlike Rufflin, who was shocked and unable to come out, Rosilin suddenly regained consciousness and politely replied.

“I am grateful for this opportunity to meet the lewd and beautiful Rosilin. ”

“Well, I'm honored. ”

The poet smiles and says, Rosilin blushes. The moment of tension is over, and I can now relax. Is that why? As soon as I told him the situation was obscene, I remembered the hot sex last night, and I felt heartbroken for some reason. I had never been so excited in my life.

“Lupelin's been through a lot. ”

“No. As much as I feel lacking, I will continue to work harder. ”

Looking at the power of the poem, Rupelin thought a lot. Of course, it would be impossible to be as strong as the poem, but I wanted to be more serious and have the strength to rely on the poem a little bit.

“Let's go back. ”

The poem raised his will and asked Lunamos to return it to the castle. All you have to do now is return home to the Emperor for the misrel and some reward. Of course, I was going to stay another day while I got here.

At the request of the palace, Lunamos immediately sent me to the place where the emperor was resting.

In the castle of Quezron, where it had just been, the vision changed at once to a spacious resting place with a king. I went through it a while ago, but when my vision changed again, Rosilin and Rufelin were a little embarrassed and looked around.

“I got the Demon King. ”

The poem sat on a chair with a large window in the garden and spoke to the emperor who was drinking the tea that Empress Raviola poured.

“Oh, are you here? ”

Soon after the poem returned, the emperor was greatly embarrassed and stood up from his chair. Naturally, I thought it would take a few days, but the poem came back, saying that I caught the Demon King while resting lightly while having important conversations with the Crown Prince and the Princess.