Goblin Kingdom

I can hear the wings. The youngest of his family was about to rise to the sky.

What you hear in the cave that is twisting its sound is a dragon that wants to live more than it did in ancient times. The Northern Ridge Mountains, which wanted to rise before the gods' feud, topped the snowless mountains. Its mountainous areas are further north as unprecedented areas. In that realm that floats above the cloud sea, man does not enter even the winged species that dull the sky.

The top of the mountain range, which made them and bears the name of Famille and God of Dreams. To be held in that pocket, he was there.

Once told from the age of mythology, the king of the sky.

Golden Dragon Grimmmore.

It is closer to God than to a creature to boast a life expectancy much longer than the life expectancy of a fairy clan, and to produce a family without exchanging a turn. Eating and growing empty mana and being able to obey numerous family members is just the king of the sky. If only he cared about it, it was like twisting the hands of a baby, such as scorching a nation across the continent.

The golden dragon scale is a testament to the most powerful of its dragons. If you spread the wings, their size is as big as 30 meters long. From the long stretched neck muscles, a golden crown lines up across the back.

The eyes are sharp and have a color like an ethereal jewel that traps the blue of the sky. A tough dog tooth that bites through the stiff body of a giant tribe, even if it is the creation of a star crossing god (tier). In the back of his throat, there is an organ called a firebag to blow fire, and once it is spit out, it exerts its power to incinerate anything that exists between heaven and earth.

Ahead of the tough limbs are hook claws that cannot scratch even the hardest metal (Oleicalcos) believed by the fairy clan, easily torn apart, and even blue-silver iron (Sri Lana) weapons.

That alone is a tough weapon, but the dragon's biggest weapon is its stored mana. He constantly accumulated enough mana in his body to simultaneously activate many types of magic, and had a high intelligence to manipulate it.

Once you forget me in anger, you will taste the awesomeness of its beastiality. On the other hand of intelligence, it is also a being with terrible bestiality.

The dragon is the threatening creature that packs the logic of every powerful man, without shortage to be credited with being "created by dreaming over fantasies”. And his family widely distributes that number to the northern untouched areas and areas regarded by humans. That number is about 500. Each and every one of them has a mana that is strong enough to be comparable to 10,000 human soldiers, while not even the greatest wizards of all time.

He did exactly what the ruler of the sky deserved and turned his blue burning gaze towards the sky out of the cave.

"Are you here?"

Ethereal jewel (sapphire) colored glances into the sky and a fierce grin on his mouth. From birth onwards, he has enemies. Regardless of his childhood, since he grew up to be ruler of the sky, even the gods thought of him as a reciprocal position, it was the family god of the goddess of the underworld who confronted him with a pillar.

According to the ancient inheritance of the fairy clan, the man shall come with the dark clouds. who crawl through the sky without wings.

As its inheritance stood, it was the dragon that was rebellious to heaven but pissed off the two horns, peering from between the dark clouds that covered the pale sky and its phases.

In the smaller hand is he who holds the treasure balls, and makes them lords of the turbulent clouds, and unifies the hammer of thunder.

Wingless empty snake Gawain.

This beauty, which also followed 500 families and followed dark clouds on their backs with ringing thunderbolts, is overwhelming.

"All the time I promised."

Grimmmore also barks according to Gawain's voice, which echoes from heaven.

"Stand up, my family! The name of the Golden Dragon Grimmmore!

His family responds to Grimmmore's outrage, which echoes throughout the mountainous region. A wind dragon that holds the wind under its control and rises into the sky. A rock dragon lying in the mountains shows its authority by floating countless rocks to throw around it. A water dragon inhabiting the lake winds up the water of the lake and responds to the voice of Grimmmore, and follows the flames of a fire dragon inhabiting the volcanic zone blowing up beneath Grimmmore.

If the Golden Dragon Grimmmore is to be a dragon, the wingless empty snake Gawain is Lew.

Fly through the sky with no wings, manipulate the heavenly mutation and unify Mori Lu Wan under it.

Looking down at Grimmmore's family, who gathered to roll their wars, Gawayne announced the opening of the war from heaven with a fierce grin on his mouth.

"No, don't fight! Give me a name, my enemy."

To Gawayne's voice, Grimmmore responded.

"No, don't fight! I am the proxy of the gods to reign over the sky, Dragon King Grimmmore! I got a name. Come on, give me your name, my enemy!

"My name is Gawayne! He who makes the goddess of the underworld family and unites the heavens!

The battle of the rulers of the sky, who raised their names from the ancient days of the Divine Age, had begun in the far north untouched realm.

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The ancient methods of warfare allow Grimmmore to follow his family and step forward. Likewise, Gawayne retained his family and two giant creatures faced each other in the hollow.

The roar that emits is simultaneous. That alone blows divine authority around the two of them.

Dragon King makes two super altitude, compressed chunks of flames, water and wind appear before themselves. It is the original form of magic called a shooting ball (Larsball) that will cause enormous destruction if each is unleashed.

immense knowledge of the amount of magic stored and even compositional formulas that can instantly emerge of them. It is a substitute that does not attach very much to humans. It was also almost impossible to exercise them, even though they were fairy clans with excellent magic vegetarian qualities.

Behind the shooting ball, the magic formation.

It is Grimmmore's will itself, to manipulate the power of the shooting sphere.

Grimmmore, who invoked them at the same time as the growl, unleashes them without letting his hair in. Rays emitted from each shot sphere strike Gawain as a tip through everything, sharper and quicker than the ball, spraying the compressed force into momentum with a slight gap open.

But Gawayne is also a pillar of God who has lived for a long time in the Divine Age.

Even the tip of a spear that pierces everything, there's no reason you can't prevent it if you hit him with something of the same quality.

The rulers of heaven desire to summon a flock of thunderhammers that exceed ten thousand. Bind it and manipulate it freely into one giant thunderbolt gavel, ripping away the six looming rays.

Flames and thunder gavels, water and thunder gavels, wind and thunder gavels collide and become shock waves and come around. Especially the water that collides with the thunder gavel becomes water vapor and diffuses around it, blocking vision. But both are superorganisms that survive from the times of the Divine Age. You can't possibly not know where your power is going. Immediately activate the second and third magic.

Summon more than 10,000 spear-shaped magic from the shot ball one after the other, causing them to advance to destroy the enemy as a spear line. Floating in the sky is a line of flaming spears. Bringing out tens of thousands of bladed seas colored by flames, water and wind, Grimmmore counters Gawain. Gawain's swinging thunder gavel is certainly powerful, but hence unwieldy.

You can't fight a Grimmmore attack that fires as if it were a corrugated attack.

It is natural to counter numbers by numbers. Unlock what was originally binding more than 10,000 Thunder Hammers and counteract impending tsunami-like corrugated attacks.

A thunderbolt pouring down from the sky knocks off a swarm of blades that break the smoke of water vapor and kill them.

But that's all in Grimmmore's calculations.

The next magic of destruction is already spinning in its mouth while allowing it to deal with its opponents. It is a scorching exhalation that builds up flames in the dragon's unique organ called a firebag and is naturally discharged through a layered magic formation that is elevated to ultra-high temperatures.

Even as he swallows a herd of his own created blades, the blades of flames further thrust into the rain of a thundering axe that pours down with increasing momentum. To the exhaling blowing, the blades of water and wind fogged, but the flock of flaming blades gained acceleration seemed to slay Gawain through the thunderstorm.

But the blade is on the verge of reaching the ruler of heaven. A black shooting ball occurs by distorting vision. Built by distorting gravity itself, its striking sphere repeatedly expands and shrinks further by swallowing the impending blade of flame. A shooting ball, like a live and repeated heartbeat, stood in front of Gawain as an absolute barrier.

"Comfortable, windy."

Gawayne, ruler of heaven, laughs.

"Kuha! It has to be!

The ruler of the sky, Grimmmore, was also laughing, leaving room.

For the two of them, such as this degree of magic, it is also equal to greeting. As long as you care about it, two people, such as the one who rules the world, who have just the power to kill it all off, continue their struggle without getting tired of it.

Just as the gods who created them were, they can only live in contention. Things they can't even think of, such as uncontested laziness. It is a supreme pleasure to consume mana like breathing and shoot the magic of burying enemies like a heartbeat that never stops ringing.

Neither man's intentions nor his interests were borderless to them. There's an adversary, that's all, that could be the reason for their struggle, and I didn't want a reason to fight otherwise.

Their families meet after two mighty rulers shoot each other the magic of greeting each other. Water Dragon and Water Dragon dedicate themselves to the struggle that Wind Dragon and Wind Dragon will never end for their Lord.

Water dragon and water dragon falling together. Wind dragons and wind dragons are depleting their life-threatening mana at the end of the magical meeting of the wind. Fire dragons and fire dragons strip each other's teeth and feed each other's teeth into the bodies of their scorching enemies.

Side by side the contending dragons and dragons, plus each other's heavenly and sky rulers will shoot magic alternately. That crossing, where every blow was powerful enough to extinguish a single city, was certainly one end of unresolved strife since the time of the Divine Age. As humans behave like their masters in the presence of the continent, they draw from each other several times without dispute, and then fight again and again.

Grimmmore's six dominated shooting balls sound. Gawayne and Grimmmore, who could destroy the city with a single blow until earlier, but were crossing the blow every now and then, among them, they had begun the next great magical chant.

One shooting ball at a time flies away from the front of Grimmmore to the top, bottom, left and right of Gawain. It was because of the dragon king's deep magic knowledge that he could manipulate a magic chunk called a shooting ball even after a long distance away, but furthermore he was doing the manipulation while striking his own magic.

When you confirm that the flying shot ball is in place, Grimmmore immediately activates the magic like a rape meter. Approaching Gawain with momentum like an explosion of magic stored in a shooting ball simultaneously from up, down, left and right of Gawain.

In a magical storm that kills from a position with no upward, downward, left or right escape, Gawayne counteracts it by covering himself with a gravity-manipulating shooting ball. A wall of gravity, arguably an absolute barrier, diverts all attacks and offsets them with imminent attacks from up, down, left and right. But naturally, Grimmmore can be expected.

He was craving time to chant the mana he was using for a magical shootout in a higher dimension.

A magical blow that has increased in power enough to destroy multiple cities. To tie the boundaries of gravity, when you take over the immovable Gawain, you use a firebag to call the flames while leaving the attack to the shooting ball. Its flame spheres, produced by layering the magic formations and close to the sun, were multiple layers of Grimmmore's magic formations.

"Fallen, burning star (Rodur, Meteo)"

Fire a blow with more mana to break Gawain's gravitational manipulation. In Gawain's eyes was the falling sun itself. Small enough to destroy multiple cities. Huge flameballs enough to swallow Gawain's body. If it clashed on the ground, the mountain or so would disappear fine.

But when he saw it, Gawayne barked furiously, grinning rather than afraid.

The enormous magic unleashed by dragons and dragons has a compositional formula that aids in its establishment in itself. Although there are more constraints than a magical compositional formula to be unconditionally extinguished by a giant compositional formula, or extinguished if pierced through the center of the compositional formula, it was itself a trick to act as one independent magic.

Grimmmore's shooting ball automatically chases Gawain away from his hand is a prime example of this.

The already annoying shooting ball overhead has been wiped out by the magic of Grimmmore's unleashed scorching star. With gravity shooting balls, unbind overhead while preventing magical attacks pouring from the left, right and bottom sides. When you let the magic buildup in the dragon balls unfold in front of you, you instantly guide the magic beyond the giant flame sphere.

Grimmmore did multiple layers of magic to control and amplify the magic formation's flame sphere, but when it comes to Gawain, Dragonballs is responsible. Therefore, Gawain guides only the original magical form.

"To pierce, the Hammer of God (Lutheran, Lightning)"

To intercept a giant flame ball that pulls the tail of the flame and falls to the ground, the thunderbolt hammer was created. The force that touches the air and leaks from before it is released stretches its arms around it, and the gravitational junction is tangled up with some of the shooting balls that attack it.

Thunder strips with the power to extinguish each shot with too much high quality power from the tangled side. Gawayne let it go by controlling it until the end of the line.

An arm stretched out that even tangles at the tail of the flame envelops the entire flame sphere. But in the center, the lightning spears released pierce the flame sphere and storm violently to eat through its magical compositional formula. But still, a flamethrower with a huge mass approached Gawain.

Reaching its central composition, no matter how powerful or high-quality magic is, takes some time. Grimmmore read that before Gawain's unleashed magic devoured the composition of the flame sphere, the flame sphere reached its body.

As Grimmmore expected, I could see the tip of the thunderbolt spear from the center of the flame sphere as the giant flame sphere of the scorching fire tried to reach exactly Gawain's body. The lightning spear unleashed by Gawain is evidence that pierces the compositional formula of Grimmmore's flame sphere. The instantly extinguishing flame sphere became a grain of light and misted, and the thunderbolt spear pierced a huge mass called the flame sphere also used up its power and extinguished it.

Grimmmore and Gawayne staring at each other, but the voices of the terminators of their families echoed in their two ears, and if they turned their gaze in that direction, it was where the wind dragons and wind dragons who were poking their fangs out at each other could not breathe.

This time, it's over.

"Let's be good."

I mentioned that Gawayne was first.

I didn't make any promises. If, in the first place, within an implicit understanding, one of their family members dies, their battle comes to an end. Without a single voice from the Dragon and the Lord of the Dragon, his family, who had fought intense battles until then, pull up in three ways.

If in the first place those two men began to fight each other's annihilation, the world would turn into scorched earth. Therefore, it was customary for their battles to be raised once their families had died. The power to produce their families is the power to store their mana in the first place. Until that ran out, what a long story to worry about, but their battle was one that would take place on such a scale and over the years.

Gawayne faces Grimmmore to the end in a way that brings the dark clouds together and hides his family in it. Grimmmore confronts it to drop it off.

"Will your Lord return?"

The inquiry belongs to Grimmmore.

"Whether my Lord be the goddess of vengeance"

Naturally, the voice to answer is Gawayne.

"Then will the next battle burn the world"

Grimmmore snorted, slightly sad.

There will come those who will make a difference in their battle. The god of fantasy (Famil) and the god of dreams (Jeje), who created Grimmmore, do not stand before him more than leave far behind the stars. Even in a slight sleep, he never meets Jeje, and Famille is unclear where he is on the other side of the stars, as opposed to the gods' wars.

For Grimmmore, who fills the emptiness after the death of his father and mother in battle, the presence of Artesia in an attempt to reappear is enviable.

"... but I'm the only one standing in front of you."

Nothing changes. Gawayne declares that this feud to usurp the status of ruler of heaven and sky belongs to these two.

"... oh, right. Exactly."

They laugh at each other with a fierce grin on their mouths.

"Farewell, Grimmmore, ruler of the sky"

"Farewell, Gawayne, ruler of heaven"

The dragons and the dragon lords, who had finished withdrawing their families, were divided by the promise of another battle.