Makai Hongi

○ Demon King Tralzard

Those who were drooling over their heads, whether they were sharp or had special skills to perceive behind them, responded quite well.

Not only in hindsight, but a race I've seen before, but I still don't know.

I've been a demon king for a long time, but I can't think of many "similar" races.

If I could brown the color, make my face bigger, and grow a big tuna on my forehead, it would resemble the Shura tribe.

At least I feel like I haven't fastened much of the original form of the Auga tribe.

But meeting the evolved protospecies is heartbreaking.

The magic vegetable is also inside. The atmosphere is good.

Once we have more offspring and have established ourselves as a race, we can make a place in our country.

It was a good idea to make you think so.

Sit on the throne, name it.

Half the visitors wish to return now. The rest ends with my men listening.

But this Golan is different. I'm not going to return it here.

After a few conversations, I unleashed the Dragon Roar. It's a surprise.

Sounds like a good guy. Before the dragon roar arrived properly, I knocked on the iron shield of the Sucker.

But my dragon roar can't be prevented by that.

There was a sucker iron shield on the report in the first place. There's no way I'm going to unleash a move that I can prevent.

Dragon Roar is a technique of eating what is on a straight line, using a density of magic vegetables.

Only the front can be defended with a shield.

But he's powerless on the magic vegetables that loom from left, right, back, and forth.

The thick door that leads between the sights bounced and flew, and the dragon roar thrust through the castle.

A deputy officer was seen covering his face with his hand in the corner of his sight.

Is there a great hole in the earth, or will one settlement perish?

You might have to be prepared for that kind of damage.

It's time. It should be shredded by magic vegetables and there shouldn't even be any bones left.

I break the dragon roar.

A shield of sucker iron rolled onto the floor with Galan.

"... Hmm. What I expected, but I didn't even have shards left."

Unfortunately, I can't help it.

I didn't expect to be satisfied with the five bodies, but I thought maybe I could see the original shape fastened.

"Dear Tralzard,"

"It's just like so many people. Clean that up."

I stood up, and when I turned around to exit, I saw a ghost laughing with his mouth wide open in front of me.

"" Where are you going? Now it's our turn. ""

"Lord, did you live? No, I can hear my voice more double than that..."

All sooner than I finished, a bright white machete swung down.

I play it all the time.

- Kakin.

Usually I tend to forget when I'm taking a human form, but scales are hidden beneath my skin.

Plus, the blade of the machete hit me, and one scale was missing.

"Holy shit!?

The Demon King can be named the Demon King because he can't hurt any of them.

It is because of its strength that you can bring more than one little demon king with you.

I didn't think a single blow would lack scales.

"" Chi, you're a hard guy!

I heard my voice double again.

I just noticed that. Is this amount of magic increasing?

I'm not looking at it wrong.

Anyway, it's more than double what it was when we met.

- Kid!!

I was flanked.

The blade stopped on a scale, but still bleeding.

Impossible things have been made real.

I immediately switched to a combat posture and played the looming machete with dragon scales.

Evolved, it is the extent to which the superior species have joined.

I'm surprised the amount of magic has more than doubled, but there's a wall between me and Golan that I can't cross.

Seriously, if you fight it, what kind of machete are you talking about?

I meant to play it, but he didn't play it.

What a strange knife.

It's creepier than Goran in a way.

"Then until you do this"

Dragon breeds don't like details. Be supreme to break out. I hate being chipmunky.

Still, there's no reason enough to target and attack weapons.

Even losing your weapon will make you grow up.

That's what I thought, you noticed my aim, and you let go of your weapon from yourself.

I still have a good idea.

The machete makes a noise and rolls backwards.

Goran, handless, smiled and removed an iron stick from his back.

"This is what happens when you take the magic vegetables and you think hard."

He shook it up and shot me in the head from the top.

If your head is broken, it's important.

I put my left hand over my head and took Goran's attack.

At the same time, he slammed 'Dragon Fist Strike' into Golan's belly, abandoning any reluctance.

Dragon Fist Strike is a striking technique.

It only works against opponents whose attacks with nails don't work.

When he fed it to his belly, Goran smashed through a number of walls and flew away.

The deputy is on his way to confirm. Looks like he flew to some of the rooms ahead.

"Looks like he's still breathing."

I smiled at the words of my returning deputy.

"... I need to talk to you, so I can make an allowance and let you sleep"

The deputy looked unexpected.

"But attack His Majesty..."

"I set you up here. It's not like the other one wanted to do anything. Just a joke. Don't die more than that, hurry."

"I'm in awe"

The deputy disappears into the back of an empty big hole.

"You lords clean this place up. I'm going back... no escort needed"

Copy that, sir.

I left the rest to my men, and I headed to my room.

I had a few thoughts.

I blank my plans for today, told them it was all useless, and then I went into my room.

"... well, what is it?"

My left wrist was still broken.

Treatment usually starts automatically and is completed as soon as this degree of fracture occurs.

It's not like there's no magic vegetables. Then why won't it heal?

Raise a broken wrist, but just sway, and there was no sign that treatment would begin.

"Could it be some kind of attack... I don't know"

When you wake up, you can ask and see.

With that in mind, I identified what was likely to be a sidetree.