My Dad Is Too Strong

There were various kinds of creatures living in the center.

Man, Goblin, Elf, Dwerf, Chantalist, Vampire, Devil...….

In a harsh environment in the heart where life is unlikely to be able to survive, they formed a union in harmony with their own species or other species to survive. There was a species from outer planets under 'invasion', and there was a species born in the center.

Though they look different and behave differently.

All tribes had something in common: to form a "group."

Dragons are different. They each have their own territory. And he hates it when other people invade his territory. He's extremely individualistic.

The reason was simple.

The dragons were powerful, extremely proud.

It is against their pride to go under someone.

But nothing lasts forever.

As time went by, adventurers became stronger.

He has steadily grown up by building up the skill of State Chang, learning powerful skills, and getting good artifacts.

Some adventurers, who ended up "overwhelming" the limits of their bodies, made this suggestion one day.

Let's hunt dragons.

And I came to realize.

Some of the dragons are weak.

The adventurers gathered their strength and began to kill the relatively weak dragons.

Dragon Raid, once popular in the heart.

The number of dragons, which had already been small, began to decline rapidly.

100 to 80, 80 to 60......... And the dragons ended up in a situation where the seeds were going to dry out, and officially there were only nine left.

The emergence of a man named Isoas.

"Stay still. It'll take some time to heal."

"Carthiel?"

a warm feeling in one's

As soon as she heard the voice of a young girl, she realized that it was 'Carsiel.'

Srrrr.

A gentle mana enters the body.

As a result, the paralyzed nerves begin to return very little by little.

The secret line suddenly saw the number '7' engraved on its forearm.

"...sorry for the ugly look."

"Don't say that. We're colleagues."

Yes. It was a colleague.

bound together by Isoas

The secret lines stroked the numbers on the forearm with their fingers.

The numbering that Isaas once gave to the remaining dragons.

As proof, Isoas gave me a number to live in cooperation with each other.

Bisun saw Isaas walking ahead. No, a large engraving on his back, to be exact.

1.

a number called

One of the most powerful dragons.

Number one was not given simply as a "order" in that sense.

When he gave him the number, he engraved number one on himself, leaving a word.

I'll protect you guys.

When something happened, I was determined to run first.

Somehow the secret relaxed, and lost its mind.

***

There was no need to be scared.

No matter how overloaded he is, he's under the strain of power.

If it were the center, it would have been difficult to guarantee victory or defeat, but there is a chance of victory on Earth.

Asero, bearing a complaint, pointed his finger at Isoas, approaching from afar.

"Go! My legion!"

Directions to thousands of demons.

Asero's strategy was simple. Using a herd of demons, keep Isaas up against him and drain him for now. The more Isaas deal with the demons, the higher their chances of winning. Because, the demons could summon as many times as they wanted.

by the way

The demons had no movement.

"...go! Tear him to pieces!"

There is no reaction.

I've never done this before.

Jeobuck,

Isoas was walking in at this momentarily.

In a hurry, Asero gritted his teeth and muttered.

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

I was thinking of summoning the demons anew.

But for some reason the demons were not summoned.

Asero turned pale.

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

Isoas walked leisurely among the demons.

No, not just that. The demons were rather paving the way for Isoas, let alone stopping him. Are the demons afraid of Isoas? No. The demons summoned had no feelings. It can't be. But what the hell for?

"Bitch!"

Ashero vented his anger and glared at Isoas, who was gradually getting closer.

If this happens, the plan goes awry. Still, the odds were thought to be higher.

Isn't that the case just now? Dragon's skin, which was said to be as firm as ever, was so soft that it felt like tofu because of the restriction of power on Earth.

'Let's say it's him.’

The thought of it made me smile.

Acero slowly increased the output of 'evil breath'.

Artifacts granted to Solomon.

Tsutschik...

The black lines that were promiscuously drawn on Asero's body began to deepen.

After a while, Acero's body was full of 'evil breath'. Asero smiled, feeling full of magi. And took a leap at once towards Isoas.

Bang!

"Dying!"

a fist full of magi

Asero smacked his fists with a spray of magi. At the moment, a storm swirled around the two with Pagongseong. The demons nearby had their existence destroyed in the aftermath, and the earth had split into a million pieces. Asero laughed at the thought that he had fed the right blow of remorse.

No, I couldn't laugh.

"......what?"

a flawless skin

Asero's eyes grew bigger.

Slowly I looked up.

And I could see.

looking down upon oneself

The cold eyes of Isoas.

"Oh, how could you...I, I'm sure I...Solomon's......power......."

At that time, Isaas opened his mouth.

muttered a word an incomprehensible saying

Kugugung.......

What, what is it?

The flow of air is reversed.

Acero hurriedly fell off Isoas.

And look around. Acero's lips trembled.

"Dimensional..."

It's falling apart.

As if the glass were broken, there was a crack in the dimension and debris splashed.

The demons are disappearing. Naturally, it dissipated as if it had not been there from the beginning.

The floor cracks. The ground standing on its feet falls into pieces. "Yu" changes to nothing.

"Gee, what are you doing?!!"

Acero slowly backed away.

"How can I... ...I'm sure......... Dragon is powerful on Earth...…."

"You."

Isoas raised his hand and stirred it.

"Too talkative.”

Acero sensed a change in his body.

My senses are gone. No, not just that. His very existence, he felt, was falling apart. It is becoming increasingly difficult to recognize one's own existence.

Even if I poke my mouth, my voice wouldn't come out well.

"Yi, Ge, Do, Dae, Che...…."

Kugugugung!

Dimensions are eroded. At this moment Acero was truly terrified.

Rather than the fact that he might die, it was the fear of another "door" itself open to heaven.

Fragments of broken dimensions, like pieces of glass, were being sucked at that 'door'.

'That's......what....'

If you go through that door, you will return to nothing.

I had a judgment that it was likely. Asero slowly backed away, thinking he couldn't do this. Isaas looked at Asero, and raised his hand to Asero.

Yay!

The door that had been open in the sky crumbled, and began to gather in the palm of Izas.

The dimension was broken and the connection to the earth was lost, so it was to open up all the mana.

Luster gradually gathered in Isoas' hands.

'That was all magic...Dani.'

Asero shuddered. Isn't it of little use if you have such an infinite force, whether or not you are connected to the Earth and create a power constraint? What's more, the bigger problem is that now the space has no connection to the Earth, and the power constraints have been lifted.

To flop.

Asero sank to the spot.

The 'evil breath' that had covered her slowly disappeared.

Not by Isoas, but by her arbitrary release.

Even if we open up all the breaths of evil, we can't stop that attack.

"You're definitely Solomon's opponent.….'

Yay!

Solomon is the only one who can stand up to that power.

I came to realize why Dragon Lord was called the king of the center.

Ashero thought, "Can Solomon stop the power that is being gathered in the hands of Izas?"

'I don't know.'

Solomon must be strong.

The greatest power in the whole universe, she has thought. But the power of Isoas was no less than that. Asero smiled bitterly, expressing doubts about which of the two would be the "King of dimension." Until now, I thought Solomon would take the honor, but....

I can't be sure anymore.

'.......'

Suddenly it occurred to me that I had a few words with Baal.

Never going to follow the Earth together.

Now that I think about it, I understand.

slurping through

Asero closed his eyes.

After a while, the light flashed with a roar.

He felt his body disappearing.

The dimension that had been extinguished has returned to its original state.

Shaking.

My hands were shaking. Yong-yong flopped down on the floor and took a breath. The burnout came because he temporarily poured all his mana at once.

Feeling tired after a long time, Yong-yong lay down and looked up at the sky.

"Dear Isaas!"

Karsiel ran over and examined Yong-yong's condition.

"Gwae, are you all right!"

"I don't nod.

It's a lie, but somehow I wanted to pretend to be strong in front of my subordinates.

"Ha, but...…."

"I said it's okay. I used this before, but after 10 minutes of rest, my condition came back."

Yong-yong recalled pouring his skills into the artifact at Do-joon's command when he made an artifact to protect Seol last time in . Of course, I had a burnout then, but after lying down for 10 minutes, I was feeling better.

And recalling that there was no scratch on the artifacts at the time.

He trembled, then raised himself up with a groan. My body wasn't healthy yet either, but I was worried about the condition of the others.

"How are you?"

"I've lost my mind, but luckily it won't affect my life. It's going to take a lot of time to pull it out because it's still a horse in the body."

"No, not the secret.

"......then, who are you talking about?”

Yong-yong rushed towards the secret line.

Then I opened the cloth that was placed next to the silk.

He smiled broadly when he saw that the snacks were preserving their original condition.

"Laughs!"

"......."

Carthiel felt fortunate that he did not know this fact.