Running the body of a dragon while the strong wind is coming.
"I found it...."
I found the end of Uroboros' body.
That's right. The first head of the eighth, black horn.
Around his mouth, his first head is filled with dark magic.
……
Eight eyes are slightly narrowed, knowing that they run through your body.
And make your torso even stronger.
"I'm sure it won't fall off with my neck twisted..."
A dragon with an unstable body can ride it.
As far as the scaffolding is concerned, there is no problem.
I kept running.
"That's it, Uroboros. I'll ring the bell...."
At a few meters to the first head, I rang the Spirit's bell five times, as I promised Laurier and the others.
And at that moment,
--Pikiri
And below, a crack in light was formed, and the shore was seen.
A familiar exit to the Spirit Realm.
"Aw...!!
Near the first head, Uroboros further waves his body and goes wild, anxious to create an exit from the Spirit Realm.
"Well, he doesn't want to go out."
But that's not how it works.
I flew away from the Uroboros, which tore my neck apart.
The Spiritual Path was born slightly upwards to land while passing through the strong wind.
I put my feet there and looked down.
Uroboros and the exit behind it. Releasing from that posture
"Two-step connection of [Dragon Leg] from [Dragon Kick]...!
It's a kick to kick a dragon.
With that momentum, he kicked the Spirit Path and flew down (...). And then...
"Now, let's take a piece of that big figure to the other world."
With that momentum and even more skill, he kicked Uroboros' neck.
"-Gooo!?
With that alone, Uroboros' head blows down.
Yes, to the exit to Involgue, which was shaped by Princess Spirit.
And the moment Uroboros' head collided with the exit,
- Parin.
Make a noise.
The world broke.
And from there, it appeared in front of me.
"Above Inborg...!
Yes. He jumped high enough to see the streets.
"My best friend, this dragon, you put your head on when you were a kid."
"Oh, how dare you lurk in the sky like this?"
As I say, I look at the Uroboros at my feet.
He raised his head, twisted it, and turned his eight eyes toward us.
With obvious intent to kill and hostility, with such eyes.
"This is the real deal. It's falling, but don't relax.
"Of course, best friend!
With Uroboros on his neck, I hold my sword.
"Come on, Uroboros. Shall I bring you defeat under the sky of the Spirit Realm?"