Among the dim "Great Cavities".
[Heh!
Against Valakhiaka's fingernails.
"" Acceleration "!
I accelerate with the Word.
Towards the evil dragon, straight.
Sword-like nails, teasing fingers like human torso, to nostalgia.
A wooden trunk-like arm passes overhead.
If I did poorly, I would have had my neck in this blow.
… the giant is dull in motion, what a false image.
Big beings, that's all they are strong and fast.
One step is different in length. One of the arms has a different range of twigs.
Even endurance is true.
Although it would be fatal if ants were stabbed with paintings, it is also suspicious to pierce the skin where elephants were stabbed with paintings.
In this sense, Valachiaka is strong first.
Simply, physically, helplessly strong.
And then...
"The Blade!"
He jumps into his nostrils, stretches his mana blade from the tip of the Moon, and makes a spike for the ancient wound-like marks on his flank - but a stiff response.
of the dragon who turned himself, was inhibited by scales.
Dragon Scale.
- Assuming we fight, it's not about targeting old wounds.
- Dragon scales are tough. Assuming it's Brad, I won't say no from the top of the dragon scale to the meat.
Gus' words come back to life.
Impossible even for Brad, dragon scaled down.
However.
But I'm not just chasing Brad's back anymore!
"Huh, huh, huh, huh!!
Shoulders, arms and wrists from toes to knees, legs and hip twists.
Link the movements of the entire body to do everything possible with skill and muscle strength and push the stopped blade further.
[Grr!?
Varakhiaka groans.
Tough, huge scale pierced, solid response.
Then again,
"" Acceleration "!
[Whoa, whoa, whoa!?
Accelerate while stabbing the Moon while escaping a slap in the arm.
Run to hold the spear throughout your arms and draw a straight line of wounds with a blade of mana on the flank of Varachiaka.
It is not Valakhiaka who tries to escape into the clearance of a large furnace that stands side by side as it is, but misses it.
[Ha, ha, do you want to pull out the dragon scale guard! … a good stimulation for sleepiness awakening!
Screaming, signs of breathing heavily behind me.
Probably about to be released is the exhalation (dragon brace) of an exasperated dragon.
Even though they are protected multiple times by magic and miracles, they don't deserve to be surprised if they burn to the bone and rot if they hit it directly.
"……………!
But the breath of death never struck me in the back.
"It's not just Will they're dealing with!
"Shh!
You don't have to look, it's Menel and Mr. Leistoff.
While I was storming directly in front of them, they were already scattering around to the left and right.
The two are hard to say if they can storm the dragon from the front, but they are still just users who can give the dragon a painful hand.
Menel's "The Silver Strings of Terperion" sounds a streamlined bow many times, and Mithril's arrows run through the darkness of "The Great Cavity" cleaving with its brilliance.
Mr. Leistov's unnamed sword flashes with the sword moves of Divine Speed, and the slaughter, engraved with the "Sign" of Gus, stretches out like a twisted serpent to strike Varakiaka.
Menel's aim is Valachiaka's golden ship eye.
Mr. Leistov's aim is the finger of the foot on which Varakiaka is putting his center of gravity.
Each has a bow to the point of shooting through the eye, a sharp slash that just cuts off the finger.
No matter how ancient evil dragons are, this cannot be ignored.
[Chi no!
You have to twist your neck, pull your legs, and avoid them.
If you break your posture like that, you can't keep your aim the way you've always been.
When he reaches the gap in the large furnace, he looks back and defends the aftermath of a messy exhalation as he wields his neck, with a large shield.
"……………!
The aftermath of the black smoked brace, which can be blown on, burns each human being in a circle and gives him extra heat.
but endured by a great shield of magic, engraved with the magic of defense and all kinds of prayers, and the "signs" of protection against heat and poison.
- This is it in the aftermath.
If you hit him directly, it won't be an instant death scene.
It may also be true that every soul is burned and disappeared from the circle.
[I see, it's quite a collaboration, hey!
Varakhiaka lightly chooses the cobblestone on the floor with her nails.
With the momentum of waving his arms, he turns into countless crushing bullets and approaches Mr. Leistoff, which is slapped down by Mr. Gerreyes' Shield and Armor of the Thumb Crush.
What a collapse of an old wooden canopy built inside the Great Cavity in Valakhiaka trying to chase it regardless.
……
If you think of someone, it's Lu.
Harvard, the Golden Rigidity, smashed the fragile pillar of the jaw and made it lean toward the dragon.
Varakhiaka shaking it off, but his vision is blocked by shattered and scattered pieces of wood.
- Now, I thought.
Long-term warfare, no matter how you think about it, can only be detrimental.
It's hard to think of a mythical dragon causing a stamina run out.
It would be better to estimate Valakiaka's health to be inexhaustible.
Even endurance is.
Varakhiaka could afford to eat our attack no matter how many rounds.
That's why I still fight with pleasure, like a genuine, unraveled, small hand check.
By contrast, we're done with a single direct attack on Varakhiaka.
The opponent still has a chance to attack no matter how many rounds he takes, and this one is done if he eats a good blow.
That's a hell of a lot of unfairness.
If we want to push each other straight and win, we will first succeed over and over again in the kind of offense that goes through the hole in the needle...
Against Valakhiaka, who finally meant it, it's like whether or not the victory will finally be triumphant after many, many successes in an even more difficult offensive.
It's not that level of difficulty or anything. I can't, it's impossible.
I don't have the strength. I can't concentrate. I have enough luck to run out of luck for the rest of my life, but I still don't get it.
That's why.
- Here, I'll bet on this.
I stood my spear and shield in the furnace and spread my hands.
"" Tied "," Knot. "
Huge amounts of mana converge and run.
Extremely precisely, the fast-chanting Word goes to Varachiaka like a meteor.
"" Binding (Oprigadio) "," Binding (Conciliat) "!!
Tie the evil dragon, whose vision is blocked by the fall of the jaw, with a chain of mana.
Multiple, formations of strong bondage.
[Destroy, stay. (Worcesterle) [!]
In the moment when the Word of Destruction, immediately released by the dragon, swirled around and tried to screw off the chain, I had finished responding.
It obstructs swirling with the Word, which means "Guardian" drawn with your right hand.
The Word, which means "erase" drawn with your left hand, erases the vortex.
[... Huh!?
- triple magic exercise (triple cast).
It is the eighteenth of Wandering Wise Men (Grandpa), and it is my move that I have been working out over and over again.
Especially this collaboration burned in my eyes the day I saw the Battle of the Tree Spirit and Gus of Immortality - the back hand in my back.
"" Faded (Pallida), "" Death is (Morse), "" Kick and Beat (Pulsato Pede) "..."
Gather a huge amount of mana around you in a single point with the image of your arms wide open and scratched.
Besides doing it, I spin the Word.
At the same time, a "sign" is drawn to flow.
[Let it (...) go in action!
"The (Paupelm) hut of the poor also (Tavernace) …"
I don't even care about the dragon scream.
Almost oblivious, in a state of extreme concentration, I interact with delicate mana adjustments and abbreviated ritual movements.
"The King's Spire!"
――■■■■
For the first time, Varachiaka stopped pounding at me for nothing.
With the unique voice of a dragon, he began to recite something of the Word with intense momentum.
But it's too late.
It is a ritual magic that is supposed to be carried out by a few people breathing together.
One of the ultimate magic that you shouldn't be able to do first by yourself.
"-" Obliteration of All Beings "Damnatio Memoriae" Huh!!!
flesh, soul, phenomenon. Mori Luo Wang The wave of the collapse of colorless transparency that separates, frees, senseless and returns to Mana every series of "Words" and "Words".
Polar of destruction by the Word.
… a ripple of destruction of "Existence Obliteration" was struck by Varachiaka.
◆
A cratered floor as if it were bitten off by a giant beast's jaw.
As if trying to fill a void where everything had disappeared due to fluctuations, the wind blew inside the Great Cavity.
There are no dragons.
As swallowed and extinguished by the fluctuations, though it seemed...
"…… What?
Lu says, looking around for a moment.
"Sounds like..."
"When you win, you're out, you're out..."
That is what Menel says, and Mrs Gerreyes agrees.
Mr. Leistoff looked around carefully and then nodded.
In a rough breeze, the bulge and the hem of the jacket flash.
…………
The dragon vanished.
While the other person is in the mood for play. With the gap created by Lu, he wiped out every being with great destructive magic.
It should be.
- It's supposed to be, but somehow I'm not sure of the victory because it's too much, abrupt?
Not everything in the battle can be settled in a death fight that betrays your soul.
Sometimes you get lightly stabbed by the person you're supposed to be underneath.
Sometimes wins roll in cheaply from one side to the other.
... There is, there should be. I can't really feel it.
Did you really win?
Everyone still seemed unrealistic about the victory that rolled in too lightly.
The wind blows through the strange, empty, unresponsive.
It's blowing across...
Is the wind (...), blowing (...)?
The moment I realize that, there's a little bit of extreme cold air running down my spine.
He set up a spear and a large shield and tried to scream.
"No, not yet."
But it was too late.
"but...... ugh!?
"... Grr!?
"Ofu."
"Gu...... gu"
There was blood for four people.
At the same time, a fierce impact runs on the large shield erected and is blown away.
Roll the rubble rolling floor over and over again.
- From the wind (...), my nails were growing (...).
I don't understand the description, but I don't want to describe it that way.
For a moment, the wind that was blowing turned into sharp claws.
When I was a kid, an old story I heard from Gus came through my brain.
- Talk about a wizard who turned into an animal, but became infested with animal thought and ended up with a beast.
"The Changes, the Words………?
Stunning, crushing.
[Kuhaha, Your Answer]
Four blood-sucking troubled winds swept the vortex.
Once again on the crater, a dragon figure is formed.
"The Word of Change (metamorphose)".
... humans don't use it first. In other words, it's an unusable Word.
There is a high risk that thoughts will not be able to come back from being snagged by animals, even if they simply transform into animals for a short time.
For another lifetime, people are prepared to not be able to go back, for example by changing to inorganic objects.
Unless there's more to it, it's a Word that hits a revolver with a random number of rounds in the temple and pulls the trigger.
But that's right.
In the first place, how did Valakhiaka, in that giant - break into this (...), underground kingdom (...)?
[Have you noticed? That's right -]
The evil dragon laughs.
I laugh, just as I say I can't cut the pleasure.
[- If we become familiar with the phrase (...) (...)]
... The ancient dragon is a mythical inhabitant.
Most familiar to the Word of Creation.
[Well, if it's "Existence Erase," let's get rid of me too]
A golden eye shoots me through.
Fever exhalation is leaking from his tough jaw.
[- If you can guess, it's the story of]
The orbit of the phrase "Existence obliteration" was completely cut off.
After cutting it off, he is also familiar with the occurrence of strong winds shortly afterwards, and changes to the wind while making it look like it has disappeared in The Word of Change.
Distracted by the wind blowing after the burst, he snaps everyone down with his nails.
- Even against the ultimate magic of destruction, he is familiar with how to deal with it.
No. On the contrary, it's probably the same, no matter what other phrase you chose.
This dragon has fought every battlefield, every Word, including the Words and Signs lost in the past, to grasp and defeat all of them.
…………
This is the dragon.
Is this the Evil Dragon of the Divine Age?
In my heart, the cold signs are fading.
I knew that.
- His name is Despair.