"Duh, what do you mean..."
Ah? Didn't you hear me? The last trial said you were going to kill the elf with the sword there.
Ho.
Is that it?
Well, Osama looks strong over there, too. You, the Great Sword, can kill Osama, right?
"Become!?"
Dillon hastily distanced himself from me.
Because I'm tearing apart a chunk of Orihalcon just before, I also know that's how I'd react if I thought a guy like that might be after my life.
"You want the body of an elf?
I don't mind if it wasn't an elf. If you're strong. I want a body that can move around freely. To do this, I need a strong body that can withstand the transfer of my consciousness.
"... right"
"Ernore, are you kidding me?"
When I set up my reign, Dillon also laid his hands on the sword of his hips.
He has something to protect.
But I have nothing to protect right now.
You can die.
I'd rather die.
That's why I stabbed the hegemony to the ground.
"Dillon, kill me."
Spread your hands and show your will to be attacked.
"What are you talking about!?"
Are you going to die?... Well, as for me (...), I'd appreciate that.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
You're not gonna play World Tree anymore?
But let's just have a little more company.
"Dyron, thou hast assembled the elves, and thou art king. I will die here for the future of the elves."
…………
Dillon pulled out his sword silently.
"Ernore, I'm sorry. I..."
I shook up my sword, and I...
I swung it out towards the world tree.
"I can't kill you!
─ Ha!?
Surprising voices rise from the world tree.
A slaughter flew from the sword of Dyron, scratching the trunk of a giant world tree in small pieces.
"I'm Dillon-Alheim. He who will be king of the Elves! To the extent that it was instigated by a tree, it's not the kind of shit that hurts my people!!"
Oh, good...
…… Heh, yeah. You don't need the fruit of the world tree, do you?
"Actually, I'll take it from you myself."
Dillon is a good guy, good.
"Ernore, I'm sorry I got involved! Get out of here, if you can, and get out of here now!!"
You think I'm gonna let you get away with this? Everything under this branch is my domain. You who call yourself King Elf will take away your memories and nourish the world tree. You, the Great Sword, have me become my body
Ah......
Riding the world tree (...) eh (...) take (...) eh (...) and (...) y (...) ru (...) guy (...), but damn good.
Thanks to you...
Threaten (...) the world tree with all (...) power (...) ru (...).
From my feet, the magic of the Dragon was still pouring in.
Release the magic into space.
My body isn't status-fixed right now, so there's a lot of magic I can unleash at once.
In seconds, we were able to get the magic across to cover the entire forest of the world tree.
The immense magic of it was all (...) turned into (...) flames (...) weird (...) eh (...).
─ Eh!?!?!?
"Ko, this is..."
The world tree lost its voice and Dillon was just stunned by the sight in front of him.
The forest surrounding the world tree began to burn hard.
I lit it.
Because this forest is unnecessary for the original world tree.
"Hey, World Tree"
Walk over to the world tree, wrapping haughty flames around your body as well.
Hey, what are you!? Oh, oh, you did this! Oh, my woods!!
"That's right. 'Cause you don't give away fruit so hard... it's your fault"
My flames turned an intrusive forest into scorched earth in a matter of seconds.
There's no more stuff to burn. The flames are gathering on me.
Duh, what's going on... how can an elf handle a flame like that!?
Originally, the Elves are a species that is loved by the mana of wind and water, while the aptitude of fire attribute magic is difficult to come from.
So by nature, there is no elf that can handle flames of this magnitude.
The contents of this elf are me (Hurt), thanks to Zu Long adjusting it to make it easier for me to make changes in the nature of magic.
"I'm Ernore. It's a flaming elf."
Collect all flames in your right hand.
Ultra-compressed Aurora flame, the right arm of an ultra-high temperature flame that can even dissolve Hihi-irokane.
"I'm going to hit you now with co (...) le (...)"
The world tree was violently upset.
Is that another push?
"Give me the fruit."
Ma, wait! Wait!! I can only wear one in a thousand years.
"You have one of those, don't you? This year, it's been a thousand years since you last came to fruition. So I came to get the fruit."
That 's--
"What's up? Could it not be?
Well, what about him?
… Ah, the devil
"Ah." Huh? The devil?
Well, yes, the devil. The devil came and took my fruit. So there's no more fruit.
Hmm.
Yes, it is.
"... right"
Wow, you got it! It's all the devil's fault!!
"Oh, okay. If there is no fruit..."
I walked out toward the world tree as I raised my right hand firepower.
I mean, I could burn you.
─ Huh!? Ma, wait! Wait no more!! Stop, stop coming! Don't come!!
"But you're not worth it without fruit, are you?
do as many leaves as you like! You can take the branches too!! So to me, stay away!!
The roots of the trees hit me from the ground, but I kept walking as I shook it off with the flame of my right hand.
Stop, stop, stop. Yikes!
"I don't need your leaves, your branches, your roots. Give me the fruit. Your... show value. Otherwise..."
I reached the trunk of the world tree, within reach.
"I'll burn you."
I hear this one worked.
Out of the world tree, (...) or (...) jumped at.
Is it more like being thrown out of a world tree than a jump-off?
At the same time, countless red fruits fell at my feet.
All right!
The fruit of the world tree, get it!
By the way, you were thrown out of the world tree (...) or (...) was in human form.
"Gu, gi, gibberish, don't forgive me..."
I'll touch him with my right hand because he's been skipping an obvious killing spree on me and Dillon.
The flame on my right hand - only the one I specified - burned into a human shaped flame that would not go away until I burned it down.
"Gahhhhhhh!!!
I'm the enemy, but I find it a little pathetic that Yu (...) Soo (...) Gi (...) Ru (...) has the ability to play.
It's not easy to die.
But I'm sorry, but I don't have the strength to make it easy to wipe out (...) before (...).
I watched until the flames burned down the evil (...) demon (...).
"Hmm. It's over. Dillon... Ah."
When I saw Dillon, I saw by his side the sword of the demon - the hegemony piercing the ground.
…………
In the meantime, I decided not to look at it.