Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

Mercenaries blew away with the shock and dust of a bomb. Me and Maria were flying in the same way if the torch did not become a shield.

A gust of wind blows away dust.

The view is fine and the sunshine falls on the meadow as usual.

The difference is that there is a giant dragon that is darker than the shadow.

Length, 30 meters.

The wing length is nearly 100 meters.

Is it 1.5 times the size of the white dragon we saw before? Massive physique, long neck and tail, thick limbs and bruises.

He looked down on us on a bipedal walk and lifted his mouth so that his lizard smiled.

On the forehead is a distorted long single angle. The scales that cover the whole body are the dark colors of Nubatama.

Black dragon.

Overwhelming size that even a torch seems unreliable. Flying in the sky, blowing fire, incarnation of destruction.

I've come before various threats until now, but what I felt from this guy is tremendous irrationality. Some kind of abandonment with human hands.

But

Now,

"How do you fight the torch?"

"I need an armored division. Air force is also

"No such thing"

"So one. Ask for Maria '

"Do you get it"

Hold your shoulders and you will hear Maria's trembling.

"Daddy, he is. He burned everyone."

After all, this guy.

What caused all the things that burned the Wind Obnacle Army and Lemuria Army?

"understood. I will revenge. Maria, is transfer possible?

"I don't know. My body gets bigger and my senses are strange."

"Try it. right now"

The dragon opened its mouth.

I feel the power of a huge typhoon. The dragon had a burning flame in his mouth.

"Wait a minute, it's big. I want to try it."

An uninhabited horse runs through the edge of sight with the voice. It is an adventurer who has fallen in front of us. A living legend called the adventurer's father.

"My sword is made from a woman who has eaten a dragon's body."

I missed the timing of my escape with my father. However, during the adventure I saw this back many times. I fought on this back.

This, at the end, is not a reason not to rely.

"The old man in the tradition is said to have been born from the body of a dragon.

The dragon spouts fire.

I saw a light of light in the view of the explosion. I heard a quiet metal tone.

That's the sound of a sword cutting a carp.

"My blades should cut away even the flames."

My father's iai cut the dragon's breath. The fire that burned off the two troops was cut off without any trace.

It's no longer a sword category. A miracle.

"Ash, what happened to that old man?"

"I got it. Right now ... maybe under the dragon."

"That's a shame. Give it to me."

When he looked back and laughed,

"Oooooooooooooooohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo juggy! ''

The dragon screams and makes a noise. Evident emotions of anger.

The young dragon in front called me a mouse. What if such a rat cuts off his proud breath? You'll get angry like a fiery fire.

A storm is blown up just by the rampaging dragon moving.

What I say is that my father and his father are generally willing to confront such a natural disaster.

"Onito, that wonderful sword technique. Seems to be a warrior. Could you ask me one?

"What?"

The torch suggested to his father.

"I want that dragon to stop moving. I will stab with maximum firepower "

"It's my prey to refuse. I'd like to say --- but this is actually just the aftermath of heat."

Dad shows the regeneration point container around his neck.

Container has no color. Literally, it seemed that the sky was just fine.

"Let's go out once and it's big. If it fails, I'll let you do it."

"ask"

"Valeria!"

When his father shouts, a horse runs on the meadow. The dragon notices the brown horse, and tries to flick a long-tailed horse.

The horse was not a horse. It was "Rare Horse".

A leap resembling a rabbit, jumping over the approaching dragon's tail. Even though it was a narrow part near the tip, the red rabbit horse was also a big jump.

Eye meets the horse that landed.

My eye contact was wondering.

"Grab Maria!"

Maria clings as I said. He grabbed the reins of the horse and passed his half-body on the saddle.

"Daddy!"

"go! Daughter!

The dragon's right arm crushes the torch. Maria's short scream.

No, the torch endured a dragon blow. He was able to withstand the dragon's blow while further destroying the tattered airframe and half of the remaining right arm.

Dad runs up the dragon's arm.

Aim at the face, aim at the dragon's eyes with the unleashed sword. The dragon's left hand pays his father as if by an insect. Unfortunately, that person is not enough to be an insect.

A cunning adventurer.

His face was feinted, and his father had moved to the right shoulder of the dragon to aim for his favorite.

Previously, cutting the wing nodes was the limit. But now his father has cut off the right wing of a much larger dragon than before.

The scream of a deaf dragon, even in remote places.

I saw something strange. From the severed dragon wings came black smoke, not blood. The dropped wings disappear with a black haze like a phantom.

This is not an ordinary dragon.

At least it's different from Shirahane.

A torch approaches the face of the screaming dragon. But the damaged body no longer had weapons. The right arm that could not withstand the jump also crashed apart.

The dragon constantly chewed such a torch.

"Souya, I asked my daughter"

Last communication from the torch. At the same time, a countdown number flows on the liquid crystal of the glasses. This is bad, as I expected. Signal your father to wave his hand.

A rare horse runs through the meadow. The dragon quickly became smaller.

7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

The count goes to zero.

Intense flash from the dragon's mouth. And a big explosion that won't lose to the fire of the dragon. I heard from Makina that the torch also had a self-destruct device. However, the amount of explosives is not the ratio of Makina and others.

The power to blow off the head of a swallowed dragon. However, it was not the brain serum of the living thing. This is also black smoke.

The dragon's body also turns into smoke and disappears without a trace.

He pulled the reins and stopped the horse.

"Did you defeat ...?"

No one will answer.

The grassland was regaining its usual tranquility.