"GUOOOOOOOOO!"
Black dragons make intense shouts with excitement and frustration. That was also one of the frustrating factors, as shooting the brace again would take time.
"We have time to brace, we attack with all our might!
Now Bertram, the guild master, sticks his arm forward strong and gives instructions.
The wizards, who were wondering whether to keep their magic warm, will also use their magic with all their might.
Atal also kept firing bullets.
In the beginning we were attacking to protect the adventurers, but if we took the time, we would have Black Dragon shoot the braces again.
Then, carefully aim and go for the dragon's weakness.
As for the eyes, the dragons were also wary, but not even to the weaker areas of the skin, so the aim of the claws is there.
Ataru goes for it from the smaller red dragon of the body among the individuals.
"GYAU!"
Ataru's bullet accurately pokes sharply at the aim, and Red Dragon speaks up low to the pain and impact.
It is not the main thing to kill, but to do damage and create gaps as a matter of priority.
That gap strikes the Adventurer Party.
By attacking with the aim of wounds applied by the Ataru, he deals damage by spreading the wound.
Until then, they were unable to deal damage, so the adventurers who were able to break through attacked the demons at once.
Still, you can't just get hit in silence with a dragon with a lot of vitality, and it'll break out to the end.
That would damage several adventurers, but it was definitely reducing the number of dragons.
"I can, I can!
Bertram is watching the war as he grips over the stirring excitement. Certainly the adventurer side was overwhelmingly advantageous in the circumstances.
But Atal had a bad feeling about hearing this word.
"- Guys, keep your perimeter on alert!
The adventurer, whose voice has reached the alarming call of Atal, looks around.
Responses varied from those who spilled stupidity that there was nothing, to those who told us to attack faster than that, to those who remained vigilant as to where to alert.
But I can quickly see that Atal's words are correct.
"GYAOOOOOOO!!
The voice was none of the Red Dragons, Blue Dragons, Yellow Dragons, or Black Dragons the Atals were fighting for.
It was far above the sky that my voice rose.
Its appearance, which exposes its presence by spreading its wings wide on its back, unleashes the strength of the dragons and digits that are there.
"Is that... another black dragon?
I glanced, and Atal looked at the color of the scales of the Lord of my voice and groaned so.
But it was Bertram who uttered words that denied the words.
"Chi, no. That... is the Onyx Dragon!
Atal is also surprised to see that coming closer than understanding the meaning of that cry stained with fear and amazement.
It was a black scale all the time, but it has a deeper color than that. In words, it's pitch black.
But the reason I was surprised was its size, not its color.
"So, you're too big"
Black Dragon was a big size in the dragon confronting him this time. But the Onyx Dragon was much larger than that.
Black Dragon senses that the Onyx Dragon has arrived, and gives it a great ambition similar to joy with how tempered it is.
The ambition succeeds in stopping Fewder from moving.
"Ugh!"
And he swung his nails down thoughtfully and blew the fewder off with momentum.
"Uhhhhhhh!
The damage was small because I managed to take it with my sword, but the situation seemed to lean towards the dragons when the two dragons merged.
"Is that onyx dragon bad?
"Oh, oh, that's too much. It's not a black dragon ratio. Fewder is the only one here who can fight Black Dragon properly. It was that onyx that made that black dragon a few times stronger. Now... you can't win..."
Bertram, who can't stop being so chaotic and trembling that he can't raise his face to the Atal inquiry, kneels out of despair.
Those of the adventurers who know about the Onyx Dragon are equally too kneeled in fear.
Caro also had it as knowledge, but because he believes in his power and the power of Atal more than that, he fights the demons in front of him without breaking his heart.
"I see, sounds pretty bad...... Bal, go!
"Gao Oo Oo!"
Barchias goes to the dragon howling when he understands.
Atal has so far kept Balkias on standby on his side.
The dragons also seemed to be moving through the organization. Then he may be in charge of the dragon.
It was a trump card for that thought.
Balkias, tempered enough to finally make it, descends downhill at full speed, launching an attack on the Onyx Dragon without any eyes on the other dragons.
His nails are made powerful by his equipment and he is swept down thoughtfully.
"GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
The Onyx Dragon gives it ambition, but Balkias attacked it unintentionally.
But the sound of metal hitting each other rings, and Balkias takes a distance.
The Onyx Dragon scales were robust, and the Balkias attack never pierced the scales.
"GRRRRRRR"
But Onyx Dragon has his anger on his face. It was because of the large nails left on the scales.
"Nice one, Bal."
Atal praises Balkias for his movements, but his expression is not fragrant.
Sure, I could have attacked him, but the original Atar plan was because it was about the Black Dragon class against him and did a lot of damage with the Balkias attack.