Reborn as the Hero’s Daughter! Time to Become the Hero Once More! (WN)

The evil dragon, who lost the opening meeting, began to clearly distance himself from me.

That should be it, too, and I can snort to be vigilant because in this world I have shown unparalleled power because I have beaten and lost lightly.

My body now strengthens the power of evil dragons with the power of manipulative threads.

If you're using the same body, it's natural for me to be stronger.

Tasted the difference in power directly, the evil dragon seemed to haunt his attacker over here.

And with all the restraint, I'm releasing a light brace toward this one.

That burned my scales somewhat, but it hasn't resulted in fatal damage.

This one also tried to release a brace of counterattack, but it bothered my mind how to do so there.

Regardless, my body is the same as Evil Dragon's, so I should be able to release the braces themselves.

But I don't know how to do that. I couldn't move a strange organ in my body, an ex-human.

Evil dragons throw up braces over here on the song to see if such patrols have passed on to the target as well.

I try to rush over with my fortified legs trying to pack an agreement with my opponent, too, but the evil dragon puts its wings on and rises high in the sky.

From there it was a unilateral development.

I couldn't handle the wings as well as the organs that throw up braces.

In the first place, the wings are too small against the body of the evil dragon. Perhaps the wings of the dragon species are just being used as an aid to something magical when flying.

I can't fly in the sky, I can't even throw up my braces. But the power alone is overwhelming.

Tactics that evil dragons can carry to their advantage against me like that. It was a bombing from the sky.

From above, he shoots a weak brace in small pieces.

That direct hit can only do enough damage to scorch my scales, but that accumulation is no more insulting than none.

From here on out, there is no means to fight back against evil dragons dancing high in the sky.

Every part of the meadow is decided with braces, and the shock of Don, Don, and the earth shaking.

Each time the meadow rises from ground to ground and the terrain changes.

If I had seen this sight from a neighboring village or from a pioneering village, I would have felt like the end of the world.

"Hmm?"

I found something in it that sparkled. Dragon instinct, or I jump at it reflexively and squeeze it in my hand.

The braces from above struck again there.

Besides, it was a pretty strong brace this time.

I'm just sorry if I took a direct hit of this. With that in mind, I kicked the ground and rose for the evil dragon.

No wings, no magic, a leap of power.

But the leap, which strengthened this evil dragon's body like a mass of muscles scattered with manipulative threads, could reach the evil dragon in the sky gently.

"Gaaaaaaaa!!

At the same time as you reach, beat your giant tail against the evil dragon as if it were a tower.

Immediately after the evil dragon threw up a brace that put a lot of effort into this one, too, I couldn't afford to cope with this.

Bekin, and the evil dragon blows up with such heavy sounds that the organism must not produce.

However, due to damage in the air without scaffolding, the blow is light and cannot be fatal.

And my body is falling to the ground again.

So I tried to activate the magic of floating (levitate), but I couldn't utter a word in this evil dragon body.

No, there are also individuals in the dragon species who can utter words, so it may be possible to utter them in this body as well.

But in the midst of this battle, we couldn't have slowly examined the vocal organs.

At the same time that I reached the ground and landed, the blown evil dragon was regaining its position.

But this situation is not tasty.

As expected, the Evil Dragon was taking my counter-attack and raising the altitude even further.

Because I'm strengthening my muscles, it's usually possible to jump that far, but the longer I jump, the more time I give Evil Dragon to cope.

By contrast, Evil Dragon's brace has a range of about a few kilometers, so he can attack me sufficiently even if he takes altitude.

But the more you leave, the more time you give me to dodge.

We lose effective means of attacking each other, and the situation glues.

In order to determine the battle, we needed to step inside each other's offensive range.

I grabbed it in my hand, a glowing object - pulling the thread out of my broken flying armor when I transformed into an evil dragon.

It vibrates the pulled yarn and generates the voice instead.

At the same time he opened his mouth, releasing magic from it, drawing out the magic formations.

If you can't chant without having a voice, you can let it speak instead with yarn.

Open your mouth and release your magic, build a magic formation, and start a surgical ceremony. Any procedure other than vocalization can also be performed by this body.

The magic activated in this way is Advanced Enhancement (High Enchant). It is the magic above the Strengthened Body (Enchant).

Be ready and then never kick the earth with your will. A crater was formed on the ground, and the strength of the tread could also be seen from above.

I rise at a tremendous rate, but of course I'm not the evil dragon who misses it.

He throws up a brace for interception, which he dodges by hitting the wing and moving slightly sideways.

The wing on my back is only big enough to fly, but it helped me to the point of modifying the direction of the ascent.

Evil Dragon didn't seem to think I could take evasive action in the air, and he remained stiff with his big neck sticking out in front of him to throw up his braces.

I deviate greatly from the upward trajectory and ascend to about fifty meters next to the evil dragon.

The evil dragon was chasing my movements with only his gaze.

Evil Dragon couldn't move, and I was - waving my arms big.

Basic arm strength by the body of the evil dragon. The force of manipulative yarn applied to a wide range of muscle fibers. And the magic of the high-end enhancement (high-enchant) set to no push.

Five misrillic threads, wielded with the greatest muscle strength I could get out of it. Its length is over a hundred meters.

Too long to slap a protruding evil dragon in the neck.

"Grrrrrrrrrr!!

Ripped temper turns into evil dragon roar and swoops through his throat.

If this was the ground, we could have dodged it with the evil dragon.

But this is the air. Remaining in an incomplete position with the braces thrown up, it can't be avoided either.

The yarn, which beat the evil dragon at a speed far beyond the speed of sound, divides its body into six parts.

At the same time a gust of bursts rushed around relentlessly, cutting the earth and my body into relentless pieces.

My body bounced back the shock wave without difficulty. But the earth does not.

Turning his gaze downwards, there was no longer a grassland figure, but only a wilderness torn apart and a mountain chopped like a jar.

The body of the evil dragon torn in six falls toward its earth.

No matter how many evil dragons they take apart that far, they can't even be alive.

Thus the second battle between me and Evil Dragon Corkis closed the curtain.