From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

Boom!

Tori bows in haste as broken pieces of the pillar fly in.

A splinter passes through his head and knocks at the half-opened door.

The door won't budge. Tori lowers her head and raises her eyes only.

I hear reason telling me to run back.

Two lines were scrambling in front of me. He handled the sword quite well, but his eyes couldn't find the two fighting in front of him because he wasn't blessed by Weiss.

He remembers what happened a moment ago.

There was a commotion at the door of the ice castle, and Tori went to tell the Emperor.

“Do you want to fight?”

As he entered the Hall of Crystals, he heard the Emperor's words in his ears.

I see a human standing in front of him.

Immediately, two questions struck my head as to why there are humans here, and why the emperor rises up.

The accident stopped for a moment when I couldn't come to a conclusion.

I can see the human movement in Tori's dazed gaze.

Glug-ug-ug!

The human armor appears to be made of scales, one after the other, like Wyvern's, with spears in his hands.

After aiming at the window, the emperor raised his body and felt the heavy pressure between the two.

‘Ambush.’

As soon as Tori opens her mouth, the human form disappears.

Boom!

And as the explosion erupted, an intangible pressure pushed him away.

I think I was hit by a hurricane.

I felt something hit my back, and at the same time, I felt nausea. Suddenly, the ground comes to her eyes with a bang, and Tori notices that she hit her head on the ground.

She squeezes her forehead and looks forward, avoiding the debris.

Whenever the two lines met, the intangible pressure spread in all directions, and Tori could not take her off her feet.

You may look like a Goblin dying in an Orc fight, but he stares blankly.

It was complicated.

"Against the Emperor? ’

Tori was the first fairy to surrender to the Emperor.

For him, the emperor was a god.

What would you say to a human, an Orc, a fairy, or a dwarf who can do what they can't?

What can I say when I see something that no wizard has ever said is impossible and reaches out to any warrior?

The best warrior in the fairy told me about the dragon.

“Sharpen and wipe the vice all your life, but you won't be able to give him a whip. ”

The best wizard of the fairy gave a similar opinion.

“You can't do magic to the Emperor. ”

What is a human being who pierces a spear into such a creature?

‘What the hell, that guy. ’

Tori wanted answers.

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You filthy bastard!

Pretending you don't have a weapon, you pull out a spear made of ice that's shy inside your clothes.

It appears to be some kind of magic.

The moment the Emperor's feet moved, his body appeared to be getting bigger and I also hit the ground at that moment.

We slaughtered each other mercifully.

Two encounters between the charge and the charge.

I pierced the arrow up and down, and the emperor faced the end of his spear.

Acrobatics were also talented at showing restlessness.

I met a dot.

Strength meets strength.

Boom!

Along with the thunder, the shock spread to his arms, legs, and knees.

Instinctively, you flexed your elbows, lowered your lower back, and bent to your knees at the same time to resolve the shock.

There was no time to rest.

I turn my spear like a windmill, grabbing the middle of the spear of the dragon, checking for a few flying spots.

Ta-da-da!

You take three steps back, turning the spear.

You spill your strength and keep an eye on the trail of the Emperor's Spear. The sound of the surroundings fades and only the emperor, me, the dragon and the ice spear remain in the world.

The Emperor's Spear was aiming for my head. You narrow the gap and kick your shin with your foot.

I kicked the Emperor in the foot with my left foot, and the spear slammed under a slug and aimed for his thigh.

It was a measure of faith in the rigidity of the elune.

The emperor withdraws his foot and pulls down the spear aiming for his head.

The trail of the spear that the emperor wielded flew, drawing a glamorous line as if it had always been his intention.

And I did, too.

You raise the spear up, pretending to be aiming for your thighs.

The target is not the Emperor's body, but the Emperor's weapon.

You slap the spear of the ice spear with the spear of the dragon.

Boom!

The shock pushes your chest away with a thunderstorm. As I turned around and left, I saw the emperor retreat in a similar manner.

“That's tough. ”

At the recollection, the emperor nodded.

Since his face hasn't changed, he must be the best face in the gambling den.

“Of course I do. ”

What are they made of?

“It's the same material as that door. ”

The emperor continued.

Ah, you said it was a rock that's endured pressure in the basement for thousands of years?

Harder than Valtis steel, of course.

You're a mercenary.

“Who did the Refining? ”

As good as Dwarf Rheindochf.

“Me."

The emperor points to himself.

You're a talented man.

I looked at his slender forearms and made an impression.

“That power in your forearm is a scam, isn't it? ”

If the weapon survives, I try to press it with all my might. But it also failed.

That thin arm shows the strength of that poor looking boy's body to laugh at Digo.

This is a fraud.

But if someone asks you if you have an advantage in technology, you should shake your head.

Instant judgments, the way windows and windows spill when they come into contact, and a sense of balance that is unbreakable while simultaneously attacking up and down.

You can't do this unless you add effort to your natural talent.

Even if the emperor is a dragon, it is impossible.

Skill level 90 is way over the top.

You swing your spear in your hand.

The dragon stirs the air and stirs up the wind.

The emperor still looks at you, placing the tip of the ice spear at his toes and performing a one-legged trick.

You can't call that a preparatory position, can you?

I definitely felt it.

With the current spear, the emperor was superior to me.

Boss.

You turn your head to the side and shout.

Is there no way to do that?

I grabbed the spear with both hands and pointed it forward again.

Middle Guard.

At the same time, the vice gushed to its peak. Soon, the vise around the body formed and a subtle blue veil covered the spear and armor.

Can you do this?

The emperor did the same for me.

The whole body was covered in silver.

Yeah, well, the vice is similar, right?

Deep, deep breaths made me think of my spear.

And the voices of artifacts that I've heard many times.

[Your spear skills have reached their limit.]

Skill level 99.

I've reached my limit. What does that mean?

I thought I could harness the power that the artifact gave me. The essence of this ability obtained in return for perseverance and effort is growth.

The first time I gained experience and increased my proficiency, I soon decided what to do.

Seeing Hulken's sword, skill rises, mingling with them and completing the spear.

Simple structure and principle.

And the emperor now uses his spear better than I do.

If that man in front of me is the limit, I'm ready to cross it.

Boom!

I hit the ground as hard as I could.

Ta-da!

A spear meets a spear. The force of the condensed vice that hit the air resounded several times.

You shuffle the tricks and show a slight gap.

Dodging the flying spear, the Emperor's spear slams the column of the hall.

Boom.

The column crumbles and warps. A splinter splits in between.

The emperor pulled back the spear and blocked my spear blade.

Gaga Gaga!

A blue vise meets a silver vise and makes a rainbow.

Various colors burst between the window and the window.

As you set foot in the gap, the emperor lifts his foot and slams the spear from top to bottom.

The emperor danced. And I also danced.

Starting with Waltz 13, the dance became a mockery of the duel, and a merciless divine orchestra took place in the dance that mocked the duel.

I forgot my opponent one day.

A spear grazed the side of the helmet.

Kaga!

The visor seam breaks through the vice's protection.

A torn visor rattles. It was blocking my view, but it didn't matter.

It was dominated by the realm of the senses and the senses. The target is still visible.

A spear aiming for the lower body, a fist aiming for the head.

In the meantime, Faggot gets his hands dirty.

Incoming attack with free materials.

The spear aiming for the lower body sneaks back and dodges, and the fist flies toward the head, shaking its head vigorously and blocking it with a flickering visor.

Boom.

The visor hits and falls completely out. Meanwhile, the silver blade grabs the neck and collects the vise on the forehead to block it.

Dwah!

I felt a cool breeze on my forehead. Immediately, a hot liquid flowed from the forehead.

It didn't matter.

My body was already moving. Abel's spear seemed to put together all the spears in the world.

I imitated Abel's. If he reaches the eighth floor of Vise, it is the rain of the window that can be seen.

A condensed vice that plunges from top to bottom falls like rain.

Ta-da, ta, ta, ta, ta!

The emperor did it himself.

He is a great man who can defeat it even when it rains.

While blocking, I used the recovered spear to draw a crescent shape and swing it.

The heavy blow splits the Emperor in half.

I didn't feel caught in my hand. The figure of the thin emperor disappears into a mirage, and something heavy rises right beneath him.

I put my spear in a reflective position and pulled my arms close together.

Boom!

The shock hits the body. I can feel the vice breaking through.

That sneaky son of a bitch.

The moment I felt Weiss digging his heavy chest, I could tell.

He's taller than the eighth floor.

My body flew into thin air. A long silver whip flies from the black shadow that follows.

No, that's not a whip, that's a spear. Overlapping vises.

You're going to die here!

I twisted myself from the air and grabbed the whip with my hand.

Quadruck!

A hand made of melted lint burst. Reflexively throws the smoke round out of your chest.

Boom.

The emperor who retreated after sniffing the smoke before it hit him.

And shocking.

Thump, thump.

The world is swirling, and I use the bouncing force to roll back and forth appropriately.

You look forward with one knee and one hand on the ground.

Smoke obscures sight, but it cannot obscure each other's existence.

“Special poison for Pinas Ray. Lizard cub.”

At the same time, something hot rose from deep inside my heart.

Cough.

I vomited a cough, and the front of the molten metal was soaked red, and a hot liquid flowed from my mouth.

Oh, I almost died.

“I wanted to rip that lizard mouth off. ”

Beyond the smoke, the emperor said.

“Go ahead. ”

Let's say the dragon is real, then, will the poison work on him?

I don't have a chin. Now that I'm a vice knight on the eighth floor, I have the power to eradicate the dizzy poison.

But to the dragon?

Aigoo, that's too much.

But dragons don't exist.

The dragon is an animal of imagination.

He wasn't living in the same world as me.

Dragons are intangible beings that cannot exist without borrowing a body that lives on this continent.

In comparison, he was like a ghost.

The smoke does not scatter, but clumps together to form walls.

The venom of this smoke is not a feverish venom.

That poison that Piece made scares me, too. If I drink it wrong, I'll go to the goal.

I participated in the experiment only to catch the vice knights.

It's not really worth the poison.

“You're a pest, pest. ”

The emperor mutters.

For the first time, I was annoyed by the tone.

Too bad I can't kill you if I can kill you?

I threw a hook from my arms, just a wire and a finger.

The hook that flew away caught the dragon, and as I pulled it, the dragon flew into my hand.

When I got up and took three or four breaths, I was able to endure the pain.

Beyond the smoke, an invisible sensation sends a crazy warning.

Oh, right. This is easy.

An intangible being borrowing the human body shows itself.

The beast in the human scarf forms in unison.

It really is the dragon that man drew.

Heavy body, two wings, four feet with claws and a big head.

And scales that wrap it all up.

Long ago, when dragons existed in the world, it was said that they looked like that.

"You look like a lizard. ’

I vomited a simple emotion as I watched it.

“Can we stop playing games? ”

The dragon said, because it borrowed the human form, intangible pressure emanated from its thin arm. The emperor reaches out his hand without raising an ice spear.

Soon there was smoke in his hands.

It's unbelievable even when I see it. The smoke clumps and clumps, barely condensed into a rock.

That's it. That's it.

“I am the Master of Magic, the only one left on this earth. ”

You have to give me shit.

“The only one who will pray for the destruction of all mankind and return to this earth. ”

Hey, that's too much.

“Bow down.”

The dragon revealed its true form. The smoke in front of him picks up and disappears in vain.

“Kneel down and stick out your neck. I will personally behead you. ”

It is not mixed with humans, but its natural presence.

I felt goosebumps all over my body.

Yeah, well, no matter how hard I ask you to fight this guy alone, it's just too much.

All right, let's do it.

I grabbed the mercenary again.

If you're going to give up now, you haven't even started.