The evil dragon stands at ease.
Slight injury to the flank.
[Well]
The situation is overwhelmingly adverse.
Grasp the pattern of the Moon.
If I didn't, I would have been swallowed by despair.
"The End of the Holy Knight." - Bravery, it was brilliant]
Surprisingly, I suppose.
Valakhiaka didn't want to kill me right away.
But I can't afford to respond.
If you look around, it looks like we're not all dead yet - but no, we're not? Did you accomplish a complete ambush with the dragon's arm, and you missed to kill them all?
That can't be right. He didn't kill him.
If so, I mean...
[Exempt from that battle, I suggest. Don't you want to be my servant?
Here's the thing.
…………
[Sounds like a good guess.... I've got an excuse for you, okay?
Valakhiaka laughs.
Sounds like fun.
In fact, it must be fun.
[If you refuse, burn down all your companions, bones and souls.
... If that's what you're threatened with and you have a name for protecting your people's lives, why don't you use it as a pretext to come down to me?
I can't shelter Menel and Lu, Mr. Leistoff and Mr. Gerreyes, who collapsed with scattered left and right at once.
In the first place, there are no more bills against this dragon that can be settled in the short term.
[Tofu threatened to burn himself out, and he was frightened and frightened.
I've seen a few people with the same eyes as you.... even now I'm fighting despair and searching for a hand to cut through]
That's right.
I still desperately wonder if I can help. [M]
silent, while withholding a response.
[But nothing. - Isn't that right? I made the situation that way.]
... I have to admit that the Evil Dragon is right.
Nothing more, there's no convenient way to open it.
[No... Was there nothing? There was one hand I couldn't resist.]
I frowned at the words. [M]
In this situation, to me, my hand?
[You just have to self-determination (...)]
It was a statement I never thought I would make.
[Is she loved by the Goddess of Fluid (GraceFeel)? You just have to sever that neck yourself]
And in Valakhiaka's words, there was no sign of ridicule.
[Is there a next time? Is there going to be a next time? I guess there's the next next next world, huh? I guess it goes on everywhere, huh?
If you don't think you can do it, just hang yourself like throwing a playboard. If you want to reject the tragedy, you can stab a short knife in the chest.
"Not yet. Here's the next thing, this isn't where I should fight."]
That was an ugly exaggerated word.
In fact, everyone knows that it is not something that can be simplified that much.
However, I guess that's not what the dragon is trying to say.
I swoop my neck from left to right. [M]
"That's not a choice. - I'm not throwing anymore."
[All right, then. Assuming you only recognize that much value in your own raw material, it's not worth it to follow]
For Varakhiaka, who has been obsessed with and continues to live in this world since the age of mythology.
It must be an irreplaceable line whether you are willing to deceive your own life.
[Then, you may choose. - Give it to me or fight it out]
My people are seriously injured by inaction.
Not intact with me, and I've already broken my decision. [M]
I don't even know how many thousands of successful attacks can be won by normal means.
Completely packed.
It's a desperate situation, more than it was in the battle against the Undead Wood Spirit.
But...
"If I give it to you, you can easily predict how you will use me."
[So, I guess]
Expand the war.
Causing confusion.
This dragon preference situation will be created.
It has become abundantly clear in the dialogue so far that that is the only person who can live that way.
"If so, you can't follow"
[Your people are gonna die, aren't they?
"That's not true"
Varakhiaka beheaded.
[What's the difference?]
"We're already getting ready. If one of you could stick a blade up your throat to get lost, that would be fine."
Nobody wants anything like losing a winning chance to shelter the lives of your people in battle.
A warrior is something like that.
[But there's no chance of winning anymore.]
"Yes."
Be prepared.
Look up at Varakhiaka.
"… If you slap this blade, thousands or hundreds of millions, I will win. Different?
Varakhiaka opened her eyes as if she had been poked in the void.
And I laughed to be interested.
[Well, is that at the end of thousands of miracles?
"It can be thousands, billions, trillions. - If the possibility of winning is the possibility of fulfilling your vows, I'll bet on it."
That's the path I chose.
- Well, if you get a blow, be patient and step forward.
- You pull it anyway, but you die, so you throw it away. Throw it away. Increase the rate of revolution of the attack, gunning for swords, spears, and fists.
Brad taught me, it's also the basics of battle.
If you get any pain, step forward.
Get out of the way and start over.
"I don't know if this is the place to start."
You won't win.
You will die.
But I can't help but laugh.
The evil dragon also stripped his fangs and laughed as he responded.
"Evil Dragon Varakhiaka -"
[It's The End of the Holy Knight. -]
Hold a short spear familiar to your hand, set yourself up,
"I'll take care of you!
[Try to pay me back!
I ran for my last fight.
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It was such a time to swim in the flood, drowning as much power as possible.
At the beginning, with every "Word" and offense you can hit, move the battlefield from where Menel and the others fell.
I wanted to do what I could, though I might die in the aftermath.
Still, if Varakiaka resisted strongly, it would have been impossible to move the battlefield, but the dragon did not.
Did you decide that it was just useless to leave something down, or did you measure it so that an enemy like me would be able to do everything in his power?
Run.
A sharp nail, a thick tail, stomping, sometimes hitting or exhaling (braces).
Accelerate and slam, timing and tap into the Word and the Spear.
Vicious Words, including numerous and sometimes even unknown ones, are slapped along with a grunting utterance.
This one also does everything in its wisdom and responds with the Word as much as it can get out.
Sometimes, there came a mighty roar that rocked the mountain.
Overlay the protections to prevent the eardrums from tearing and terrorizing.
He goes around the back several times and is injured by the aftermath of the brace or by flying debris.
Each time he rises again by the healing caused by prayer.
I almost died instantly many times.
The large shield, etc., was bent and cracked.
"Ahhhhhhh!
Screaming like frenzied.
Keep fighting, painting your own blood.
Right, claw.
Avoidance.
Gun.
Scaled out.
Step on it.
Diagonally forward.
Dive.
Shield.
Words.
Responder.
Dismiss.
Claws.
Tail.
[]/(v5s, vi) (1) (uk) (uk) (uk) to
A gun...
[Gasps!
Red mouth is imminent. Tooth.
"Huh!?
Valakiaka used bite (...) for the first time.
A body accustomed to the reward of nails, tails, and stomping that goes on and on can't react properly.
Still reacted slightly late, forcing her to cover herself with the Moon.
Fangs blur and blow up.
I stood up and tried to put up a spear - I noticed it was unusually light.
"Ah..."
The Moon is broken.
I've been using it all my life, my favorite weapon.
The pattern is bent and the tip is crushed.
- No one can fix it anymore.
"Ahhhhhhhh!
Shout.
Excites the battle spirit that is about to break with the spear, and exorcises the Eating Up (Overeater).
Varakiaka has also been wounded all over her body.
If you tap into it somewhere and absorb the vitality, you're still...
[Unfortunately]
The moment you step out.
My toe blew up.
"but aah!?
At its foot, it was engraved with an exact Sign.
When was it planted?
In the middle of this battle, or in advance?
[If it's a demon sword, it's what I know.]
Yes, Valakhiaka was formerly known as the Upper King faction.
[Surely that's a menacing demon sword. Originally said that the demons of the Kings worked out from hand to hand in order to confront and kill the Mad Sword King.
… but as long as the seed is known, it can be crushed. like this]
Several Fire Arrows float around the Evil Dragon, even as he prays to endure severe pain and heals his toes.
Buckwheat spread his wings, and the dragon took a great distance from me.
I don't even seem to be going to play melee anymore.
Brace and the Proverbs of the shooting system to clean me up.
[... Though there was some play. I didn't think you'd be so handy with people's kids.
William G. Maribrad, The End of the Holy Knight. How many wounds you have inflicted on me, let me commend you]
My consciousness is blurred.
I can't stay focused.
[Or if this was a test of each other's arms, I might have given up the crown of victory over the dragon.
Its power is inferior to that of a hero of the Divine Age. … it is the true tease and the brave man of our time]
I can't help my arm.
My voice trembles, and I can barely utter the Word.
- Still, the dragon is alive.
But this is killing each other.
The dragon is coming to kill me.
I must defeat the dragon. [M]
I made a promise to God.
We have to fight.
…… with the power of nothing, stand up by the sword.
Collect Mana.
I concentrate my consciousness desperately and heal my wounds even if I rest.
[I can't let you suffer. - Die well]
The dragon breathes.
The scorching exhalation that will burn me all away will emit.
…………
Oh, no.
This is not going to happen.
Though I thought so, I managed to lay down my sword and utter the Word.
Because they gave it to me.
Until the end, we have to live properly.
I thought so.
And then, the sickness and the exhalation of the fever hit me.
But at the end of the day, it never came.
"......"
A slight light was floating in front of me.
Something like a transparent junction has arisen around the lights.
… to protect me from the exhalation of dragons.
["Herald"? Well, aren't you strong enough to unload the Wood Spirit? The Goddess of Lightning also does wasted things]
Exhalation can be beaten.
repeatedly slapped.
The lights shake.
A crack runs in the junction.
Still, she protects me.
[Do you spare yourself a hero? But every time I put one of God's pillars in my shoulder, nothing changes.]
Even that is only a buy of time against the dragon's outrage.
Still, she won't give up.
Over and over again, I keep getting dragon exhales.
- I will strengthen thee, and help thee, and protect thee with my light.
Oh.
She's trying to keep her promise.
"Kami, Sama………………."
The lights don't say anything.
As usual, remain silent.
Just keep sheltering me.
- Besides, the time has come for the end.
……■■■■
The "Word" of a dragon that swells. Unknown fluctuations abound and the junction is unnecessarily shattered and scattered.
There was already enough exhalation stored in the mouth of the evil dragon.
[Holy Knight! You were an enemy enough to kill me with my breath! Keep that figure in my memory, and burn it out without leaving its soul, its bones!
The cry of Valakiaka echoes the Great Cavity.
That must have been Valakhiaka's hand against mine.
[... No, don't bother with that]
But inadvertently a new word echoed from the sidelines.
It's a floating voice.
[What the heck?!
The dragon beats his exhale instantly, but the Lord of the Voice dodges it by drawing a tremendous trajectory in the air.
[This hero is my prey. My enemy. I've seen this fight and I'm sure of it. - I still don't care what it takes from the side.]
More black feathers than at night.
Badly glowing red eyes.
He came to me like he was slipping through the universe.
[Immortal Stagnate, so............!?
The evil dragon groaned.
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Before Varakhiaka, who reveals his surprise, the Immortal speaks out.
[Well, which evil dragon Varakhiaka? You said that nothing would change when a pillar of God was placed in his shoulder.
Ha ha, you're right. That's what I predicted. Heroes are not enough, not even heroes and gods of lightning! You can't kill the evil dragon Sickle of Disaster! But...]
"Raven" squeaks his heel and mouth.
Even look delightful.
[Speaking of which, I never thought about what would happen to a two-pillar god.
What do you think? Do these heroes have any chance of winning? - I feel like I have some, but what do you think? Valakhiaka, where are you?]
[Same rap, Immortal]
- You and I kind of hate each other, Valakhiaka. I think my hobby is close.]
[I'm not as bad a hobby as you. Burn it down, twinkle it, it's your life and your soul. Let it endure indefinitely. What is it, you bastard?]
[That would be an evil hobby. Beautiful things forever - the love of nature. You want to break it]
Varakhiaka is uncomfortable.
The battle was watered down, I'm sure it is.
[And you're a big colored man, Holy Knight. I didn't know the goddess would rush for two pillars in danger! Not even in the age of mythology.
It's an ironic statement, but I think it turns out to be something of a shock.
Mega…………?
[Either I am a goddess or a male goddess. Sex is like a decoration to God. Hey?]
When the raven tries to shrug his neck and then stops on my shoulder, he tries to slip his head against my cheek.
God's light blocked it with some fierce momentum.
A silent towing match is starting around the shoulder.
[Hahaha. Don't be mad at me like that, GraceFeel. Wouldn't I give you a hand? I don't care if you have a little something to do...
N? The reaction is, why is it now?
I wasn't gonna give you a hand in the first place, was I? But don't let the battle go so far... I'd rather not put my shoulder in it]
[For all that reason, do you pinch your mouth in this battle of Varachiaka? Hero, you crazy, enjoyable bastard.]
To Varakhiaka, who told him to throw up.
[Exactly! - This hero, this beloved Holy Knight, will deserve to go mad!
Stagnate shouted and answered with dignity.
[Come on, the fight isn't over yet! Will you fight again, William G. Maribrad! Stupid and wise, my enemy, the Holy Knight of Lightning!
Keep your vows and put your faith in your chest. One day the word that you will continue to fight until that moment when you die and fall, it will no longer be a lie or a lie!?
…… I smiled bitterly.
I'm completely worn out already.
His hands and legs have been cut a thousand times, and he has regenerated them with prayer.
His strength and concentration are completely exhausted, and his spear is broken.
I just manage to stand in support of the sword, honestly, it's the limit.
I want to let go of my consciousness and throw everything out and fall asleep.
Still - still, this is not what the Immortals say.
Isn't the goddess of lightning watching?
"……… you can't not do it, can you?"
Fluffy body, get up somehow.
Stand up and look at the dragon.
"Varachiaka."
[What?]
Laughing.
"You said it was a long way from here, didn't you?
[Hahahahaha...... I sure am, horribly shuddered. Did you finally even move the gods with that bump]
Exactly a hero, the evil dragon laughs.
[Good. God is given full blessing and protection, because he is finally on par with man and dragon. - And it is the dragon that is glorified by God and burns down the hero!
Varakhiaka, who spreads his wings, is still alive.
I scratched a few, scaled a few, but not more.
[Come on, you goddesses of soul and mercy! You weak, defenseless women of war! How can you give this hero any protection and kill me?
arrogant.
If you can do it, try it, Valakhiaka finds herself.
- In fact, neither the Lightning God nor the Immortal God are gods of war.
I know that the god of lightning is obviously not a god of that nature, and the Immortal God actually does it once and has no martial arts gain, etc.
Even with the protection of a new Immortal, having a dragon deliver a blade...
[N?... I won't give (...)]
Immortal said softly.
[This man is my enemy. That's the man who declared he would stay. - There is no reason for me to grant protection]
[Hmm?]
[But, Valakhiaka. Have you forgotten, where this place is (...)]
To the words, the dragon opened his eyes.
That's right.
Yes, this is...
[This is the Land of Candles! Once scattered all the armies of demons and evil dragons in front of them, Mount Mindless Wandering of the Fiery Warriors!
The Undead Raven emits immense power from him.
The force emitted, like a colorless wave of transparency, rippled across the mountain.
[Come on, I want to come home, but good! Your people are back! I brought you a hero with no deception! Defeat the devil, challenge the dragon, and bring back the mountains of your homeland!
I heard a shoe.
Countless shoe sounds.
[Sleeping wandering, sitting on this is not a warrior! Take your revenge, Snow Hate Sword! Burn the flame of courage, now!!
I can hear the armor.
The sound of hitting the shield with an axe.
The scream that brings the earth back.
Dwarf warriors!
An army of blue and white spiritual bodies.
It overflows through the entrances of the Great Cavity.
He's back. The Dwarves.
- Again, to challenge the dragon. He's back.