"Dear Hart. Strong signs are fast approaching."
Tina noticed something approaching and woke up.
"Strong, how long?
"Probably... stronger than me"
"What!?"
Says he's stronger than the most powerful magic swordsman in this world.
Kind of sucks.
I hope that destination isn't here.
"Ko, this is"
"What's going on?
"The magic of Mr. Luca and Mr. Shiraya is traveling with that (...)"
"Are you serious?"
That means this is probably the destination for it.
What the hell is that?
If you're with the two of us, is that someone in the dragon relationship?
I hope it's not the enemy...
"I'm going to take a look. If it's a battle here, the school's in danger."
"Right. Me, too."
"Tina rest. Tired, isn't it?
With that said, gently push Tina, who was waking her torso in Negrije, and put her to bed.
With little resistance, she made a pompous noise and lay down on the bed.
"So,"
"It's okay. We'll figure it out."
I gently kissed her as she stroked her head and I metastasized for the bracelet Luca was wearing.
─ ─ ─ ─
"Oh, Hart..."
"Luca!"
It was Hart who transferred by Luca, but he grabbed Luca (...) n (...) The dragon flew too fast and was left on the spot in an instant.
Hult was an application of wind magic, compressing the air to create scaffolding, so that it could float in the universe.
But he still can't fly as freely as Tina.
Luca and White Ya had been grabbed by a giant red dragon.
They both seemed safe, but I don't know what the situation was, so for now Hart decided to go after the dragon.
Strengthen your physical abilities with a demonic coat and step on it to fly through the sky while building scaffolding with wind magic.
But the dragon flies faster, and no matter how hard Hart shoots, the difference opens up more and more.
A little while later, when the distance was so close that I couldn't even reach my voice...
"Haru! Help!!"
White Asia's voice for help reached Hart's ear.
It arrived.
─ ─ ─ ─
"White Dragon, what did you say?
The dragon god, who was flying at high speed in a direction that smelled Hart's soul, heard the girl grabbing with his hand - White Ya shouting something.
For the first time in a long time, Dragon God had forgotten to expand wind magic to mitigate wind cutting sounds.
That's why I couldn't hear the whites screaming.
That was the failure.
─ No, the dragon god's biggest failure was trying to carry Luca and White Ya by hand.
"Hmm?"
Something appeared before the Dragon God.
And that, in an instant, disappears from the sight of the dragon god.
At the same time, on both hands of the Dragon God, severe pain ran.
"─ ─ Guuuuuuuuuuuuuu!?"
The Dragon God's hands were cut off.
I don't even know the pain of being suddenly attacked, and the dragon god circles through the air.
Around that time, Hart, who cut off the dragon god's arm in the hegemony and helped Luca and White Asia, was bringing them both down to earth.
"It's okay now. I'll kill you."
With that said, Hart, once again, flew into the air.
"Ha, Mr. Hart! He's..."
Luca calls out to Hurt, but by then, thousands of flaming spears had already surrounded the dragon god.
"Firelance!!"
In Hart's chant, the spears of flames fly one after the other to the Dragon God at high speeds, piercing themselves.
But the Dragon God is God.
The Red Dragon, who had high magic resistance from the beginning, became divine.
Even if thousands of rounds were fired, such as magic with a magic consumption of only two, it was not a great deal of damage.
Nevertheless, I can't move because of the constant fire thrust all over my body.
So Dragon God waited.
When an attack by a spear of fire surrounding you is interrupted, you have a chance to fight back.
(This kind of thing, if you endure it for a few seconds, you will lose the trouble. When it does, it's the end of this magic magician)
I can't open my eyes because of the spear that pierces my face, but I felt that there was an operator right there attacking me.
(I don't know who, but I attacked God. Now I'm allowed to fight back. Now, how do we do it?)
I'll make you regret selling the fight to God.
To that end, I began to think about what kind of pain I would inflict.
It's been a few seconds, but the attack is uninterrupted.
(Shit, it's abominable. Sounds like a lot of magic)
I endured for dozens of seconds, but the attack is still uninterrupted.
On the contrary, I feel the number of flaming spears flying has increased.
(Oh, that? Why isn't the attack over?)
Because of the constant spear piercing his mouth and throat, he could not even raise his voice, and the Dragon God even withstood.
A few minutes have passed.
Gradually, the regeneration of the flesh was not catching up.
(Fuck, shit! What the hell is going on!?)
The dragon god begins to see a rush.
God basically has no flesh.
When the gods manifest themselves in the human world, the flesh for God is prepared, but it boasts the highest specs in this world.
In the flesh dedicated to that God, the limits began to be seen.
(Yuck, yuck, yuck, yuck)
It's a transfer that only God can use, and I'm trying to escape to the divine realm, but for some reason I can't.
From the edge of the metastasis, the metastasis was disrupted by the letter.
(Oh, that's impossible! Is it God who's attacking me?!?)
Of course, we're trying to fight back with magic, but...
Before the magic was activated, all of it had been wiped out.
It's as if the Dragon God knows everything he's trying to do.
Hart's attack has begun and roughly enough has passed.
When the wings and arms of the dragon god, who had guarded until then, darted down, the dragon god giant began to fall.
A giant dragon fell to the ground.
Hart stops the magic activation, goes down to the ground and comes close to it.
"Dead!!"
Suddenly, the dragon rose and attacked Hurt.
Of the two hands of the Dragon God that Hart had amputated, only his right hand had recovered at some point.
The sharp nails on his right hand were on Hart's abdomen.
I didn't stab him.
"─ What?
Hart raised his right hand in the sky, not via a dragon god or anything that sticks his nails up his abdomen.
When the dragon god looks up...
"Behold, what is that..."
A pillar of flame so enormous that the end in the direction of height could not be seen was prepared directly above the dragon god.
"You made a mistake trying to do harm to my wife. Goodbye."
"Oh, hey..."
"Firelance!!"
A red dragon with a high resistance to fire burned itself black without the art of exchange by the magic of an ultra-high temperature hart.