Munou To Yobareta Ore, Yottsu No Chikara Wo Eru

"In the end, I... nothing has changed. Oh, my God!

Anger at yourself for not being able to grow.

Anger at those around you who don't understand me.

Anger at the irrationality of the world, such as the Dragon Nation and King Olympus.

It is Luca's way of fighting such various angers with power, but the opponent now in front of her was the opposite of that.

"He's angry at what... I don't know... this might be available"

I didn't want to admit it, but Vivre had already begun to notice it thinly.

If you run into him head-on, he says you may be no match for this human being.

He would not have thought about that in any way before, and would have tried to smash her straight from the front of his chest with pride as king of the sky.

But he has a high degree of loyalty, especially to Jormungand, among the elders, and the priority for him now is to "keep the Dragon King's orders".

That's why he was moving calmly and faithfully only for that order.

Think of it as cutting enemy power.

"So!? How long is Temee gonna run around, you son of a bitch?

It was also time buying that Vivre was flying around, but the primary reason was to drain Luca.

That would have filled Yorumungand's life, the Vertigo, if the intruder could have stopped him, and even if he had lost, he thought that if he had let his magic and strength drain him, he would connect later.

Ideally, of course, I could kill her with minimal self-depletion, but Luca's magic never showed signs of decay, rather the offense was made even more harsh by anger.

Still, there is the head of the Winged Claw Dragon Species (Wyburn).

Vivre continues to swirl through the sky around Luca while all the burning magic bullets emitted continuously are scrambled with a single piece of paper.

That's how he hoisted his mouth corner.

"Running around? Huh... apparently all the power has grown and the head is a shame"

"... what?

"Your strength is great, but your intelligence is scarce. It's easy and helpful. Oops...... Wouldn't it be conveyed in such a difficult language?

……

'I'll make it easier for you. The way you fight is through kid fights... just like the poor guy looks.'

"............... he's dead, Temehe!

Moments overflow more magic than ever from Luca's body.

Amplified by anger, it enveloped the periphery, and even the sky, where Vivre flies, was at once covered with scorching heat.

'This is...!

That's how it appeared: a scorching cage made of enormous amounts of magic.

It's like a semi-circular dome. That narrows the range toward Luca step by step.

It was a vivre imprisoned in it, but its expression is not in a hurry.

"Huh... Huh... you look great...! I'll settle for you, you fucking lizard!

The sky, which was his domain, has narrowed and the power of the attack unleashed by Luca has increased due to further anger.

But more important than that is her fatigue, which I've never seen before.

A glimpse of its depletion, which was not known by anger, puts Vivre in a position of mental superiority.

"Kah!!

A breath of blue and white thunder, "Brace," is released from the mouth of Vivre, who laid Luca's magic bullet.

"Nooo!?

Preventing it with a burning shield, Luca grinned and opened her mouth with a nibble of sweat.

"... what? You know you can't get away with this!?

It is not.

Until now, I didn't even have time to fight back, but now I have a gap to do it.

In other words, a gap began to be created in Luca's attack.

Luca herself hasn't noticed, but although her power has certainly increased, she has lost momentum to the attack earlier.

Vivre realizes that, she giggles in her heart.

Behind that body, while refining a vast amount of magic.

"Even this......! How long are you going to keep going, Temeche!!

"... about right"

The rate at which the dome contracts accelerates with Luca's roar, and countless swords created with burning heat float around her.

"If Temehe can't come freaking out... I'll let him come!!

The burning dome narrowed at once and was circular, which turns into a rectangular space surrounding Luca and Vivre.

When touched, the burning wall of burning decay spread to the left and right with Vivre, and he stopped flying around, wings winged and stationary in the air.

Vivre still laughs niggardly as a single path is created between the two with nothing to block them from, feeling so hot that their bodies are about to burn just to be on the spot.

"From the top... look down... ugh!?

The moment Luca tried to release the blade of scorch with the roar of anger, the immense amount of magic that Vivre was working out behind his body overflowing at once.

And so the king of the sky disappeared from Luca's sight...

"Ohh... Ohh...!?

Hundreds of meters were stuffing the distance that was away in an instant, slamming its wings into Luca's abdomen.

"Kabu......"

Blewn by the impact, Luca is slammed into the remains of the building, and the scorching cage that was surrounding her momentarily disappears.

The flames that had covered the town were also gradually weakened, and Vivre was looking down from the air at Luca, spitting blood and nodding, as he let the sunlight peek into his face again on his back.

'Thank you for taking the time to make your way. That's a boulder though... I was going to hunt that neck off, but I didn't know it would react to my speed over thunder speed... I didn't mean what I said earlier. Forgive me.'

"Te...... meh...!

'Instead of having a thousand cuts in my body in the first place, I can't even be conscious...... I see. Did you burn my wings with burning heat to reduce the damage? Still a monster...... more than me. But I'm still the one who won. "

He is the "Lightning Wyburn", the top of the lightning winged claw dragon species (Wyburn), and has become the king of the sky by virtue of its more than thirty metres of giant bodies, its overwhelming magic power, which does not allow other followers in the same race, and its ability to show Luca exactly now.

His ability...... it's "lightning up".

He can turn his body into a thunder and fly at speeds above thunder speed, while remaining in its mass.

The only thing that could not be broken with its power was Jolmungand, the dragon king who once fought.

Until now.

"Gebbo... gu... chi... dude..."

Talk about just not dying though.

Luca's body doesn't listen and doesn't even get up.

Such above her, Vivre gathers magic in her mouth.

"Farewell, you scorching witch. It's not a flame... but if it burns and dies, would it be the main hope?

"I'm kidding..................!

"Kah!"

Still, to Luca trying to get up, Vivre releases his genuine breath "Brace" without any alarm.

Blue and white and enormous, without even showing any mercy...

"... one first"

Having confirmed that her magic had disappeared as the dust rose, Veevre began to explore the magic around her to get an idea of the status quo.

'... hmm? No way...... it's impossible'

Unseguilla was slaughtered during the Greek offensive and there are currently five heads of the various races remaining, with the exception of Jormungand.

But only three signs felt now, including myself.

"In this short time......! Damn...... I told you not to lick it so much......!

"Right. You shouldn't lick it..."

"Huh!? Ugh!?

Suddenly I heard a man's voice.

Even more suddenly the heavens and the earth are replaced, and Vivre is slammed to the ground without being able to resist.

"What!? Hey, what the...!

Ahead of the gaze of Vivre, who rose in haste.

The man, holding Luca full of blood, was staring at Vivre in a tremendous shape.

"Ki, you..."

"Dee...?

"... Luca, can you just try a little harder? I'm gonna twist him down right now."