My Dad Is Too Strong

A few days ago.

The sixth floor in the center.

"...so! In the face of the overwhelming power of the great monk Isaas, the enemies were overpowered like autumn leaves. It's a shame that you should have seen the majestic steps of Master Isaas. The enemies who saw the cold eyes of Isaas were terrified by the charisma and ran away!”

An old man who is splashing saliva with his hands sweeping down a gray beard that comes down to his chest.

The old man named Biseon was the dragon of the seventh rank. Biseon, who was walking around the center after waking up from his sleep, was really glad to meet Rijagal on the sixth floor of the center, and was telling an old story.

The secret line's eyes were slightly red.

"Finally, I'll be able to see you...I've been asleep for so long....”

So did the other dragons.

Especially in the case of Biseon, 'Yongyong' was served as a supporting god.

The respect that comes from the heart was hotter than any dragon.

"A lot of time has passed...I wanted to say hello to you first.."

"You still have a terrible feeling about Monk Isaas. It hasn't changed in the past.”

"Huh. Wouldn't it be a natural mind if it were a dragon?"

Li Zhagal smiled.

It seems that the secret is very happy to hear that Lord is already awake and active.

"How was it, Master Isa? I'm sure you're still there, aren't you?"

"......."

Li Zhagal recalled Yong-yong's appearance.

He came down to the 6th floor of the center and taught me Hangul for children..

Look here. You take a pop quiz every time you finish a chapter?

But you see this? It's 100 points. Oh, 100 points means they're all correct.

"Why don't you say anything?"

Rizagal suddenly silenced.

"...because I was wondering if I could say it was the same. Maybe, a little bit of what you remember about Izzas.. .that might be different......"

The Isoas that remain in the memory of Biseon were clearly the "past."

In his reign as the master of the mind, the taciturn, sober overloading was already nowhere to be found now. How can I tell the secret of the fact?

I'm sure you'll be disappointed.

"Well, a lot of time has passed, so maybe you've changed a little. Hahaha."

"Come to think of it, not a little, but a lot...…."

"Hmmm. Yes, anyway, where is Master Izaas now?"

Rizagal's fingers turned upward, and the head of the nasal passage followed.

The six-story ceiling in the center, like a huge cavity, with only dim light coming in.

"Son Izaas lives in a place called Earth."

"Earth... Earth...Oh, there must have been a planet like that. So, why are you on Earth?"

Where should I start?

From what you got from the king of the earth?

After thinking for a while, Rizagal decided to let it go.

It was already thought that it was harsh to break the fantasy.

the altar of Solomon

A woman's short hair fluttered in the wind from all directions. She was looking up at the sky. There was not a speck of dark cloud, but a gloomy darkness ruled this place. On her body, dark red lines were drawn like tattoos.

Flash!

Her eyes sparkle, and the air currents around her accelerate.

The growing wind began to swirl, gathering around the parchment floating in the air. Parching like a magnet absorbs energy and fades! I was nervous.

Argh!

At one point, the parchment was torn in half.

The half went on and on and on, in half.

Eventually, the parchment tore into invisible pieces, creating a roar.

Her eyes were filled with anger.

Deep down in the heart, hatred was directed at the door of that dimension. Dares to wipe out all the impudent earthlings against Solomon.

"Don't follow me, Baal."

Baal just shut his mouth when he heard her.

Solomon. Acero, the creation of some of his power.

The enormous magi felt in her made Baal shudder.

"...no, I'm not following you."

"So don't follow me."

"I'm not going. I'm not going no matter how much you ask."

At Baal's reaction, which freaked out and waved his hands, Asero expressed some doubts.

However, he seemed to accept it soon. You must have seen with your own eyes that part of Solomon's soul was destroyed by Overload a while ago.

"Are you afraid of Overrod? You're a fool. That's what Solomon did in a defenseless state of carrying his soul. You don't know that there's no one who can beat Solomon directly?”

"......no, not that."

"Yes. I know that Overload may have gained the power of the universe. But if I fight on Earth, I will win. I heard dragons are constrained by power on Earth. By comparison, I've increased fivefold, you know, with the hidden pieces that Solomon gave me."

a tattoo on Asero's body

It gives users the ability to amplify their power by several times, instead of eating away at their vitality. She was armed to the full with confidence.

'By the way.'

Someone opened the door of dimension by using the 'Western Book of War' from the center to the earth.

The front door of the dimension was connected to someone else's. Is it the king of the earth? If the Earth's king was a yearly door, Asero would have gone to suicide.

Scrape!

'Hmm?

A silhouette is visible from the door of the dimension.

A dragon with its huge wings spread out.

Other than that... no other living things were visible.

Bang!

Asero jumped to the door of the dimension by leaping off the ground.

***

The secret line that came into the empty dimension confirmed that the door that was connected to the center was closing.

When I looked up and looked forward, I saw a door swaying about 500 meters away. It's the door to Earth. The secret smiled and spread his wings.

Scrape!

Another door that suddenly opens.

The door swung and soon threw up a woman.

When the woman landed on the ground, the door closed.

"You are so..."

Asero's gaze turned to the forehead of the secret eye.

The number '7' on the forehead, to be exact.

The seventh order of dragons. Acero's lips curled up.

On the other hand, the secret was even before she was identified.

"@#$%^*$%^@#”

Acero muttered a vague, unknown language.

The ground begins to shake, and all sorts of demons come up from the ground pushing themselves up.

It was only then that the secret could realize that her identity was a 'devil'. The secret lines crumpled my face.

Cuddle!

Cudduddudduck!

Not one.

Not even a few dozen.

Hundreds, thousands....

The demons fill the empty dimensions.

The secret line shot up into the sky. Look down.

Asero looked up at the secret line and smiled.

"You look weak."

The demons rushed in as soon as the horse was finished.

Biseon opened his mouth wide, raising his mana to shake off the crowd trying to approach him.

He threw up 'Dragon Bres' at the demons.

Quaaaaang!

The evil legions that clashed with Bres were dying out.

"@#$%^*$%^@#."

If there's a problem.

The demons were constantly reappearing.

Biseon decided to go after Bresse and attack the "main body."

Wedding love!

He roars and flies to Acero.

A small raw sneeze was generated by taking the attack of the approaching demons with the body. Biseon frowned upon the attack that penetrated his skin, but did not slow down or run away. Rather, the deeper the wound, the deeper it dug toward Ashero.

When the distance between the two was reduced to about 300 meters.

Biseon prepared Bres. Well, I don't think it's going to be easy to take Bres at this distance.

'I got you.'

Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Breshes out.

Flames of fire shoot out and devour the demons near Asero. In the hot flames the demons were dying out. The secretion stopped pouring out the Bres, and looked back. I was going to kill the demons that I couldn't deal with.

'It's stopped.

The demons stopped acting and stared at the secret lines.

I thought it was probably because I lost my master, and it was the moment the secret was about to get ready for Bresse again.

"To show your back."

He tried to turn his back on his back.

Pooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

"You want me to kill you?”

Asero's attack was faster.

Her fist, riding a horse, struck on the back of the secret ship.

As if stabbed with a sharp blade, a dent goes in.

Her fists were small, her back was as wide as the Pacific Ocean.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The secret line screamed deathly.

The horse, which came in with a fist, went through the whole body.

Asero smiled and punched out his fist, leaving behind the body of the silk as if he had soon been cut by tens of thousands of blades.

Cuckoo!

Acero flew up and kicked Biseon.

The secret ship's body was floating, and hundreds of meters were blown away and buried in the ground.

As he entered the earth-connected dimension, he never imagined that his power would collapse so easily.

"@#$%^*$%^@#."

Thick, crunchy...….

Demons are born anew.

"@#$%^*$%^@#."

The secret line looked at the thousands of demonic troops approaching him.

I had no choice but to look.

The spreading horse was gnawing at the nerves like poison, so the body did not move.

Boom.

slurping through

The size of the nasal seams is getting smaller and smaller and smaller.

And even though he didn't want to, he became a polymorph in human form.

The clothes he was wearing began to be stained with blood. The secret line tried to gather mana, but it couldn't be done properly. Frankly, there was no power left to lift a finger.

"So."

Acero grinned.

"Who said to come at Solomon?"

Solomon...

Yeah. He was still alive....

The secret ship held a laugh. dimly, the days of the Great War came to mind.

The memory of that day, which I had forgotten for a while.

It was then. Tak.

Suddenly, footsteps came from behind.

Acero's face, which was smiling frivolously, was nowhere to be found.

Took.

Something fell on the palm of your hand.

It was a bojagi. There was a rustling sound of what was inside.

The cloth was so full that it was about to burst.

"I'll leave this to you."

A low and mid-pitched voice was heard.

Somehow, I felt familiar. Biseon lifted his head slightly, painfully, and very painfully. And as soon as I saw the man, my secret eyes blushed.

A man sweeps his red hair back with his hands.

I was walking forward, forward, and forward.