Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

The Red Emperor Ryu has spoken to Ishur's heart.

Its low fierce voice invades everything physical and mental, and disappears backwards as it echoes its insides.

It was a little like a conversation with the Great Spirit, but it felt stronger and more powerful.

... well worth the long wait in this land. Now I can eat you and make the magic of the wind mine.

There was a long tradition that a living dragon would become the same or more wise than a man, but Ishur thought that that intelligence of a dragon, the way he thought, would be much different from a human being.

But surprisingly, the Red Emperor Dragon has firmly communicated with Ishr's will. The Red Emperor Dragon had one understandable thought, as well as intelligence. In other words, the Red Emperor Dragon can understand what people think.

That means that the Red Emperor Dragon can have the kind of desire that people have.

This guy had my wind magic trick on him.

That's why I came out and sat in Kusim.

Ishur had also been thinking about that possibility since he started dreaming about that fireball on his way to Fugo.

The reason the Red Emperor Ryu sits in Kusim is to take away from him the magic of the wind that Ishur has. To bring to Himself those who possess the magic of the wind. —— Thinking about it was hard for Ishur, and I wanted to repel it if I could.

Ishur builds strength all over his body and once again adds his temper.

The Red Emperor Dragon gathers air over the sky, twitching and creating an oversized mass of high pressure air. It partly became wind and blew down into its own surroundings, dampening the rise in temperature and clearing up a little bit of the summer that kept drifting around.

Was the Great Fire flame that has been unleashing as much as just now a harsh greeting, the Red Emperor Dragon is now securely stationary in its fierceness and magic, and it does not convey any killing or anger in this one's heart.

This guy seemed to want to talk to me now, before he started the fight.

He said he was expecting me.

What he's about to say will probably be like going through my heart.

I'm not about to buy time for the Great Spirit to come back, the battle is already on for me.

"You came all the way out of your nest for me, for the magic of the wind I have, and down to the people"?

... Oh, you're right. Hehe, I rarely talk to you, etc. People are small and weak, but smart. Talking to people like this is also exceptional......

Thousands of people have approached you before. Don't you say something very unsolicited?

'Cause we've all been fighting without question?

You mean you're not willing to talk unless you're the one with the magic of God?

"Where you are is a silver mine. You did it on purpose knowing you'd be in trouble if you sat here."

... right. Do humans like glowing things? I thought it would be easier to attract someone with the magic of the wind if I sat here.

This is for sure.

Ishur swallowed his spit. Something hot runs through my spine and my legs tremble.

This is the guy, this is the guy. He was the culprit of everything.

The village of Bersch was to be wiped out because the Red Emperor Ryu came down to the people and sat in Kusim.

And this guy came down to people because I had the magic of the wind.

All the tragedies started when I got the magic of the wind.

Ishur looked up to heaven.

The grey sky is his wakened magic, and the clouds at high altitude are also moving faster at visible speeds, gathering over his head. That will eventually become a big vortex.

... No.

Enjoy it now. Despair and mourning are now unacceptable.

Ishur turned his face to the Red Emperor Dragon again.

He showed up when I started apprenticing merchants in Ellistar. It was then that I heard rumors of the emergence of the Red Emperor Dragon from Sierra. And it will be a little before that that the arrival of warcraft increased in the eastern part of the kingdom. It's probably the same time that the Red Emperor Dragon started heading west from my nest to people.

Isn't that when I thought about leaving the village of Bersch, practicing daily with the magic tools of the wind, and started using greater magic?

"Do you even know from afar? The magical expression of the wind."

The Red Emperor Ryu lowered his jaw slightly, grunting, at an unexpectedly loud volume, groaning at the beast itself. Could you have laughed? No, for this guy, he rattled his throat a little, is that just about it?

... even so. Kid, don't you get it? Even when I slept in the nest, I could feel it creeping. Once before, when the sun and moon swept beyond counting, I felt the magic of the wind and came down to people...

What do you mean?

"Wait,... that was two hundred years ago?

... I don't know much about the human calendar. But then I couldn't feel the flash of the wind magic fixture from the middle of nowhere. So I had no choice but to return to my nest.

The emergence of the Red Emperor Dragon two hundred years ago. That was caused by Lene. It was certainly around that time that she found the Temple of the Wind God in the back of the village forest and began to acquire and use the magic of the wind.

Red Emperor Dragon lost sight on the way, what does that mean?

Ishur sharpened his gaze.

That's......

Doesn't that mean that Lehne went as far as possible from the village of Bersch to the Wang capital as a disciple of the court magician, because he moved west and left the Red Emperor Dragon? In other words, the Red Emperor dragon lost sight of the wind's magic gear from the way in, as Lene went outside from the sensing range of the Red Emperor dragon.

It was not until old age that Lehne returned to the village of Bersch in the northeastern part of the kingdom. Since she was old, she would never have used the magic of the great wind. At least since I was born, there hasn't been a tornado blowing in the Witch Forest or anything like that. Moreover, since she began to live in the woods of witches, she used lost magic equipment to reject intruders and make her own existence obscure from the outside world.

The Red Emperor Ryu has been unable to sense the magic of the wind for a long time since Lehne made his way to the King's Capital until I began to use the magic of the wind in a prosperous and massive manner...

No, something's wrong.

What is the distance relationship between the Red Emperor Dragon's Nest and the village of Bersch and Wang Du? The straight distance between the Wang capital Ladislaus and the village of Bersch is less than a thousand and five hundred miles (scar, about a thousand km) and about two thousand miles from around Kusim? I don't know how far it is from around the village of Bersch to the nest of the Red Emperor Dragon, but it would be very much less than two thousand miles. Then the ruler doesn't fit. It's strange that you can sense the activation of the magic fixture of the wind at the distance of the village of Bersch from the nest of the Red Emperor Dragon, but you can't sense the activation of the magic fixture of the wind in the King's capital where Lehne was, coming out around Kusim and the eastern part of the Holy King's kingdom. What is the sensing range of the Red Emperor Dragon?

That's right. It's crazy.

In the first place, why didn't the Red Emperor Ryu stay in this Kusim and stretch his legs directly to the village of Bersch, Ellistar and Frontera where I was.

If the Red Emperor Dragon can trample down as much as possible without any problems, such as the people's army, etc.

There's something here.

There's a reason why he can't go west.

That's why he sat in Kusim with a silver mine, turned himself in, bet the owner of the wind magic equipment could come to crusade, and waited nearly six months.

Ishur stared sharply at the Red Emperor Dragon.

"You're hiding something. Why don't we move west from here?"

Even while I was in Fugo, I could have done that if I wanted to, but Fugo doesn't have a silver mine. If the villagers can evacuate, they can escape themselves later.

But what if that's Frontera or Alva or the King's Capital? If you want to attract someone with the magic of the wind, you don't have to be Kushim.

... Hmm, it's been too long since I've talked to people, and I've floated around. He talked too much......

Don't you still reveal why so easily?

It's not a good idea to end the conversation here. I just want to keep talking and buy some more time.

It will take a little longer for the Great Spirit to come back.

Plus, I've got a lot to ask this guy.

"You have the magic of the fire god Balhel, the magic of fire, don't you? Besides, why would you even want wind magic?

Ishur made a grin and provoked the Red Emperor Dragon.

"That's all you want to be a stupid big figure and still be strong? Greedy Yamatsu"

Red Emperor Ryu lowered his neck slightly. Its jaw opens slightly. There is no expression in the eyes of that reptile of the Red Emperor Dragon.

The Red Emperor Dragon showed no anger. On the contrary, I mocked Ishur.

... hahahahaha, you seem to know nothing...

His eyes open slightly.

... well, you're going to die anyway. Let me show you mercy before I kill you.

The Red Emperor Dragon started talking.

Ishur exhaled slightly.

He rode well. If the Red Emperor Dragon was angry with this provocation, there was also a danger that the battle might begin.

... you know there are other magic fixtures of water, earth and gold besides the magic fixtures of the fire gods and wind gods?

Red Emperor Ryu cut words there. The eyes of the Red Emperor Dragon are wide open.

... Kid, what do you think will happen if it's all set?

It's a people-like move. The thin pupil stretches and tensions further lengthwise.

"It's..."

No way.

Ishur had ever thought of the God-like people he had encountered.

... It is also said that those who gather the magic equipment of the five gods will be led by the Sun God to join the same line of gods, but will gain the all-powerful power to enable all things...

The jaw of the Red Emperor Dragon opens, and a flame blows out that serves as the tip of his own nose. The Red Emperor Dragon is excited.

I see, is that what you mean?

Ishur fortified the wind he would unload in front of him, blowing the heat flowing from the Red Emperor Dragon.

... That's a great story indeed. The story of myths and heroes, which I have heard many times in this world and in previous lives.

If you have the magic of all the five elements that make up the world, surely such a miracle could happen.

What a heartbeat...... yes, isn't that a cliché?

Ishur's face gets warped.

Ishur leaned down and shook herself.

Oh, for that matter, did I lose my family, my Melilla, my hometown people?

You mean you have avenged, killed one, and borne sin?

What the hell is God? What happened to the power of omnipotence?

Ishur leaned down, wept and began to laugh.

"Ha ha, come on"

Reverse your torso and keep looking up at the sky and laughing again.

His laughter echoes in the white, light gray sky, and is quenched by the sound of the wind blowing into his magic.

I was set up. to the gods of this world.

Because you got the wind magic gear?

Or because he is a reborn reincarnator with the memory and consciousness of his previous life?

For this ridiculous thing.

That clown. Horses and deer are what I used to say. Isn't that right at all?

... What's so funny? Do you fool the gods?

Now the eyes of the Red Emperor Dragon can be narrowed. Movement as if it were a person. I feel a little more enthusiasm in my skin.

"No, I'm not fooling around."

But Ishur can't stop laughing.

Is this God's magic trick?

... There's more to this story...

The Red Emperor Ryu expressed his anger for a moment at Ishur's laughter, but he immediately kept his mind still and his words going.

... that when the Sun God makes a new God those who have gathered the magic equipment of the five gods, when He gives them the power of omnipotence, then a certain “God” appears...

Ishur stopped laughing.

Instead, the color of suspicion and disbelief floats in Ishur's eyes staring at the Red Emperor Dragon.

"What? It is"

... that “God” has no name. The “God” receives the petition of the Sun God and gives the Sun God the forgiveness to make the wishes of those who possess the magic of the Five Gods.

Further above the Lord God Jerez, there was a God unknown to man?

Nothing like that matters to me...

"Jerez, the Lord God, is the Creator. Isn't Jerez the most obvious of the gods?

... that “God” allowed the Sun God to make the world. It is said that the “God” first created the world's chicks and made the vessels of this world. The sun god created heaven and earth in its chick form.

What do you mean? It's not a simple creation myth, there's been a story in the Cathedral that hasn't been made public.

What is that “God”...

Ishur had a slightly distorted grin.

"Where did you buy that story?

... Hmm. Just like you, I asked a human. A long time ago......

The faint face of the Red Emperor Dragon keeps pointing its nose towards Ishur. A little bit behind the Red Emperor Dragon is pushed by the gushing wind of Ishur.

The story of the Red Emperor Dragon continues.

... a long time ago, when I felt the magic of my wind existed. At one point, when I was resting in peace and slumber at the foot of the volcano where I was sleeping, what a human being came to visit me.

The man named himself a priest of the kingdom of Urk, and offered me a sacrifice. And he fled to this land with his fellow tears at the sight of the royal palace, but tired of a long escape, he talked about wanting to rest in this land for a while, begging for forgiveness to dwell near me and to keep the warcraft wandering around me away with my strength.

And he said, If he will make a wish, he will sacrifice every hundred times the sun and the moon shall go round about; but I was not interested in the sacrifice that they would bring. I did not have to offer my sacrifice, but instead I suggested sending someone wise to me to tell an interesting story. The Fire Dragons around have no wisdom like men. I was hungry for conversation with the wise, with the knowledgeable that I had no. The man accepted my desire.

Then I commanded the Fire Dragons, and drove away the warcraft around them. And they came to speak unto us every hundred times the sun and the moon went round about. The story of the magic equipment of the gods was taught to me by the priest of Urk at that time.

The conversation with them lasted for a while, but at some point no one came to visit. Perhaps they all died or moved to other lands......

Ishur stared at the Red Emperor Dragon without changing his expression.

Ancient Urk kingdom? It's something that blew boredom into a hell of a lot of people.

It's been almost a thousand years, and it looks like this.

After this guy kills me and gets the Wind Magic Gear, he's trying to make the rest of the Magic Gear his own.

To gain the power of omnipotence, to become a new God.

"Do you know where other god's magic tools are and who has them?

... hehe, what do you do when you know that? Didn't you mock my story? I don't think you need to know.

Now the Red Emperor Ryu has told me to mock Ishur.

"Wouldn't that work, would it? Because your very existence is a disaster for people. You can't let your ambitions go."

He who possesses the magic of God. What is it, the seizure of the magic?

If there are no other people in the world besides me who possess the magic of God, I have a duty to kill him.

I don't want to collect the rest of the magic equipment, but killing the Red Emperor Dragon will save many people.

That would be a definite redemption for the many people who lost their lives in the way they were caught in the magic fixture of the wind I had.

I saw the people living in the village of Fugo.

The total annihilation of the Crusader Squad will also be assured. I don't feel any signs of one moving around.

And all mercenary units are destroyed. What thoughts would Marya have now?

I've been weak since then.

An indelible wound in my heart is making me unable to look past the suffering and death of the weak people around me. I don't want tragedies like the village of Bersch to happen to me again, around me. I can't stand it.

Then does the death of a stranger matter?

Crusader soldiers, little itch has been felt in the death of Lifia.

Reason shows that that is a selfish, solitary idea. But one's heart is not moved by reason alone.

We should manage to settle on this occasion.

We should kill this guy a little faster. That will save Fugo's villagers and myself.

Ishur held his left and right hand tightly.

... From what I can tell, man is the disaster. People show unexpected power when they come together. There are more humans in the West than there are in this land. If all of those humans join forces, it will even be possible to defeat me. Not to mention the Fire Dragons.

The eyes of the Red Emperor Dragon are opened.

… I get all the magic of the five gods and beg God. Destroy all mankind, and build on this earth a garden for my family. A paradise where only permanently firedragons flourish. Get that power.

Ishur's face becomes something more serious.

I see.

Really?

That's what he wants.

I can't laugh at this guy's ambitions. Same reason I fight this guy.

If I got all five of God's magic tools, what would I do with the power of omnipotence if I became like God?

My hope could be a small one. But that's irreplaceable to me.

And the death of his family, and the death of Melillah, and the death of the villagers. Rewind time or their, the whole village resurrection?

No... if you got the power of God, omnipotent, you might even be able to go back to the original world, before that accident...

Complicated thoughts shake Ishur's heart.

I don't even know if any of them are right, what I want most.

However, if you got the magic tools of the five gods, I'd like to ask the gods, I'd like to say something.

How did you get me into this farce?

Why did you throw me into this misery and tragedy?

The gods may not be interested in what happened in the world of men or anything else.

The gods may not contemplate exerting any power in the world of men.

The gods will not intervene in my destiny, in the fate of one human being, etc., nor may they be interested.

But the moon god laughed at me.

Show me what Melilla looks like.

Ishur pulled his jaw and stared at the Red Emperor Dragon.

... hehe, I feel it. Your magic. The roar of the wind that covers my head. Now let me talk to you. How did you get the magic of the wind? What do you want?

Something touches my heart.

"I can't help talking to you about me. It's not a big deal. That's what you don't need to know."

The western sky is high, descending at unusual speeds.

The mark he's been communicating, it's speechless.

"I'm having trouble keeping you alive. What are you going to tell the one who's going to die? I don't have enough pity for you."

But I can clearly see what he followed and unleashed. It's huge, it's very strong.

Did the Red Emperor Dragon also notice, slightly turning his neck toward the west sky?

"It's a battle, Red Emperor Dragon!

Ishur flew to the side when he yelled at the Red Emperor Dragon.

I didn't know it from a glance, but I can see the shadow of a blur on the black burnt surface below. That's probably a trench dug by the crusaders.

Ishur sank himself into the temple. Quickly round your body and cover your head with both hands. He deformed the wall of air that had covered himself and covered it overhead to cover it with a lid.

Suddenly a fierce explosion. The mountains rock.

Black smoke blows over my head at a tremendous rate.

As in the meeting with Ishur, the Great Spirit shot an oversized wind blade from high altitude.

And there are signs that something unusually high and large will stand.

Ishur looks up and gazes across the black smoke. Something, very high, stands like a spire.

Ishur remembered his instinctive fear and blew himself out of the trenches.

As soon as the black wall of the trench begins to flow, one face that has become black scorched in front of the eye, the melted and vain orbit of the eye, meets the gaze. It was like I had eyes for Reaper. The body of a crusader soldier was in front of him.

Shortly afterwards, the Red Emperor Dragon pounded his tail.

The shadow of a giant spire standing in the sky was the tail of the Red Emperor Dragon.

The sound of the explosion overlaps the roar of the Red Emperor Dragon. The mountain collapses and blows away.

Is it alive to receive the giant wind blade of the Great Spirit?

Ishur circles his body to fly across the sky, protecting himself from the blasts and bouncing stones that strike him.

The early-seeing ring activates. Something coming towards Ishl at high speed, which is about the size of a pebble, the early-seeing ring begins to react. Ishur cut the magic of early sight each time. Consumption of magic, even small, must be curtailed if it is not necessary.

This intensity is bad.

Ishur remains afloat in the universe, going around the south side of the mountain opposite the Red Emperor Dragon.

Fighting on the ground is dangerous.

The only way to do this is to consume extra spiritual power but go into air combat.

Ishur flies snugly down the slopes of the mountain.

The shadow of the mountain, the red emperor dragon, emerges from the bottom of the black smoke as it stretches out into the sky. Bright red scales flow overhead at tremendous speed.

The Red Emperor Dragon has risen.

When the Red Emperor Dragon rose, he threw out the flame into the sky as he twisted his body backwards.

A giant pillar of flame protrudes toward the Great Spirit. The Great Spirit was about to go around to the summit side of the southeast where Ishur stood.

Ishur hits one spindled air ball that was solidifying over it, around the base of the wings of the Red Emperor Dragon.

With the sound of the explosion, a glittering red brilliance erupts in the dark smoke that swoops around the area.

It is the scale of the crushed Red Emperor Dragon.

The spitting flames of the Red Emperor Dragon shake away from the Great Spirit.

The roar of the Red Emperor Dragon's anger.

I don't think so. Fire dragons are powerful enough to lose their appearance.

Ishur tongued as he flew the slope of the ridge toward the back of the Red Emperor Dragon, in the opposite direction of the Great Spirit.

Neither the blade of the Great Spirit's wind nor my air sphere can only strike him enough to scratch his skin.

Ishur jumped out of the shadow of the mountain behind the Red Emperor Dragon.

Sprinkle the whirlpool installed high in the sky at all costs.

Without thinking about it later, we pour in magic and continue to collect air from the sky.

... the high spirits? Quite depressing!

The curse of the Red Emperor Dragon strikes my heart.

"Eat!"

The Great Spirit, who occupies the front of the Red Emperor Dragon, slaps a few wind blades.

Oops.

As it is, this one could also be caught in the blade of the Great Spirit's unleashed wind. Ishur flew away from behind the Red Emperor Dragon, poking an air ball almost at right angles to the head of the Red Emperor Dragon to match the attack of the Great Spirit.

A series of fierce explosions, more black smoke covering the area and red brilliance. In that black smoke, a magical light runs up the entire body of the Red Emperor Dragon from the bottom.

"Run!"

Ishur executes what he has been thinking about before, screaming at the Great Spirit.

He grabbed the air in front of the Red Emperor Dragon round and let it suck into the whirlpool of wind collected over it, covering the perimeter of the Red Emperor Dragon with a wall of wind. The air in front of the Red Emperor Dragon, it's an operation to reduce oxygen as much as you want.

Still, the Red Emperor Dragon blew out a huge flame.

The Great Spirit slips himself across in the opposite direction and counterclockwise as the Red Emperor Dragon exhales flames.

The Red Emperor Dragon follows the Great Spirit around his neck. But the giant flame that popped out of the jaw of the Red Emperor Dragon suddenly weakened and narrowed its fire from the middle of nowhere.

The Great Spirit escaped.

"Brilliant!

Carlitos called out, but Ishl's face was harsh.

Again?

The source of the Red Emperor Dragon's spitting flames is the same as magic itself, the magic used by the Spirit. You don't need the air, the oxygen, in this world. So you can't get rid of flames by taking the oxygen around you from him......

But we can contain the fire. It's also certain that the oxygen in the air is causing his vomiting flames to become massive.

The Red Emperor Dragon raises the roar of anger.

...... Hmm. Smaller.

The voice of the Red Emperor Dragon echoes at the same time as a huge roar waving the air around.

Ishur turned his body toward the Great Spirit to the front of the Red Emperor Dragon.

I'm already pretty depleted of mental power. I feel the wear and tear of concentration and thinking as soon as possible. Physical fatigue should not be so great, but I feel my whole body is being overshadowed by unidentified pain and vanity.

It's time to settle.

Ishur jumped to the summit of the southeast mountain that connects with the mountains in the mining district of Kusim, the front of the Red Emperor Dragon.

Carlitos floats over the right diagonal slightly away from Ishl.

... about time. I'm not gonna miss this.

The upper body of the Red Emperor Dragon was all scaled off and raised thin, thin smoke. From the wound, the blackish blood is slightly burning or falling. The attack of the Great Spirit and Ishur prevented the Red Emperor Dragon from remaining intact.

But it's far from fatal.

When the Red Emperor Dragon quietly stood without breathing, moving his body or spitting flames, he turned his head to heaven and suddenly raised a giant growl from his jaw.

The cry spreads high in the sky, and no great shock comes to Ishur. Magic drifted from the entire body of the Red Emperor Dragon.

For a moment there is a feeling that some space deviates, and countless giant firepillars rise from the surrounding mountains.

The firepillar rose to circle around the Red Emperor Dragon, connecting to become a giant wall of flames.

Red Emperor Dragon and Ishur, the Great Spirit, the giant flaming walls cover the surrounding mountains in a circle.

The diameter of the ring on the flame wall would be as long as twenty miles (one mile = about six to seven hundred meters). The flaming wall is also over a mile high.

This guy......

Is this the difference between a man and a dragon? The Red Emperor Dragon has practiced far more gigantic magic than the magic of Ishur's wind.

Either the effect of the firewall covering the perimeter, or the magic that Ishur was constantly gathering air over, causing the wind to shake and lose its power.

"Not good..."

The Great Spirit groaned.

"This is not just a wall of flames. The kingdom."

...... Flame ring junction of the fire god Bal......

At the end of the day, the unspoken groans of the Great Spirit echoed into Ishur's heart.

junction? You mean the wall of flames exerts a circular ring, three-dimensional force?

"... this is God's business. Lord Ishur, this is the last time."

As the Great Spirit turned his words to Ishur so, he dedicated the Great Spear with one hand and swung it over his head to draw a great arc once.

"Hmm!"

I felt like the sky had cracked. Something comes down.

The flaming walls that were covering the perimeter disappear nicely with the shock of something that doesn't sound like it. Later there was a thin smoke, which quickly disappeared as well. At the same time, for some reason, in the sky as far as I could see, the black smoke that was drifting on the mountain hem stood all around the Red Emperor Dragon was also blown out.

Ishur's magic comes back to life. It was beginning to mist over his head, a huge mass of air taking shape again.

"I can't stay in the world anymore. Lord Ishur, we can manage to outrun you later..."

The Great Spirit looks down on Ishur from above. Let that figure dissolve in the sky and fade away.

"Have a good fight..."

The Great Spirit, Carlitos Aluzzari, disappeared.

The mountains on the north side, which were sumptuous behind the Red Emperor Dragon, revealed themselves. No, something that used to be mountainous.

It was greatly gulped and collapsed away, and no longer formed the shape of a mountain.

The giant earth currents that swallowed up the mercenary troops broke down and woke up. The Red Emperor Dragon did it.

... I didn't know my magic would be broken. Besides, he seems to have sealed it...

The Red Emperor Dragon is turning his gaze towards Ishl.

... but now there are no small interruptors. You will be fully satisfied with my flame.

The Red Emperor Dragon opens its jaw.

I'll settle this for you.

Ishur strengthened his whole body. Apply more force to the compressed air mass over the sky and compress it spherically. Momentum to use all the magic you've never done before.

Even the swirl of the Juan replacement wind that was unfolding on the dome around us will be concentrated and embedded at one point.

The sky screamed high. There are unusual signs of chills around.

The moment the red flame began to take shape behind the large open jaw of the Red Emperor Dragon, behind the magical throat.

Ishur slammed the air sphere over him into the jaw of the Red Emperor Dragon.

At the same time, it blows its own body away and plunges its skin to blur to the south of the ridge, towards the ruins of Kusim.

There was an unprecedented explosion overhead. A fiery flame erupts from the shadow of the summit, and black earth smoke erupts. The surrounding atmosphere is vibrating as the ground trembles.

Did you do that?

Another of Ishur's contemplated measures was as simple as anyone could come up with. The moment the Red Emperor dragon exhaled the flame, it was to hit a huge, high-pressure air mass commensurate with its scale, causing the uncontrollable rapid combustion and explosion of the Red Emperor dragon in its oral cavity, to coincide with the moment when a dense flame erupted in its jaw.

There was no trick in the fight, simple, reasonably thought out and do what he could to be sure, was fundamental to his thinking.

Ishur descended once and for all near downtown Kusim, descending to the ground. The foothold is a muddy mix of black ash and dirt.

Ishur's eyes were twitchy, and his lower lid had bears floating.

The rocks on the slopes of the mountains are exposed, bouncing repeatedly as they choose the firmness of the scaffolding and climbing to the summit again.

There is no more energy left to jump up the sky at once.

I've used a lot of magic in this attack. I'm already at my limit.

I didn't want to do any more magic. Both using magic in spiritual fatigue and fighting the Red Emperor Dragon were even disgusted with living.

Red Emperor Dragon has no movement. I don't feel any more powerful magic in him.

Ishur stood at the top of the mountain.

Damn.

On the front, the jaw of the Red Emperor Dragon opened wide and vertical, waiting.

The distance may not even be a hundred long steps (six to seventy meters).

Flaming flashes spread to the front of Ishur.

The Red Emperor Dragon could have taken a lot of damage. But the Red Emperor Dragon was not dead, nor was he so mortally wounded that he could not even breathe flames.

Were you waiting? I'm coming.

That flame no longer has the same size or momentum as before. But enough to kill me.

The summit of Ishur's standing mountain, the stone of his foothold, is crumbling, about to roll down to the slope behind him.

Backward to Ishur, no power is left to flee to the sky.

Do you choose to fall to the hem of the mountain ready for major injury?

Ishur quickly kicked up the pebble on his feet as he saw the red flame wall approaching from the front.

Illuminated by an imminent red flame, the black shadow of the pebble stops in the air.

The magic of early sight has been activated. Using the magic of none, Ishur chose to get the last time to think and judge how to take off the crisis in front of him.

Time when the air around you stops moving, the sound disappears and looks stopped. Still, the red flame that the Red Emperor Dragon probably squeezed and vomited all over his body approached Ishl at considerable speed.

The flaming wall that spreads in front of me, before that one reaches me, the heated air will burn my eyes, my lungs, my whole body.

How cruel is the magic of early sight.

Stop and you will die at that moment. If we don't stop, we have to let ourselves down to twitching and dying pain.

Perhaps the best hand would be to flip yourself into the mountain hem behind you and roll down. But I still find it impossible to escape this wall of fire.

The speed at which people roll down slopes is no big deal. Almost certainly, you will be caught in a flame that has spread and spilled all around you.

I feel my own unconscionable and inexplicable space beyond the flame walls.

Perhaps the atmosphere is plasma to too high a temperature. If you are not gaseous, you cannot perceive.

Should I still have escaped sooner?

People and dragons are what we're talking about. It was impossible to win even with the magic of the same God or with the help of the Great Spirit.

But I can't help regretting it anymore.

Now my life is about to disappear.

I didn't know in the end. I couldn't immediately grasp the power to slay the water moon.

What is wind?

How have I ever tried to live in this world?

... think of the bereaved family.

My parents, my brother, their grief.

I just wanted to be with everyone.

Being a merchant, being a hunter, going on a journey and away, wherever you are, I always thought you'd be with me. The village was peaceful. I took that for granted.

Spreading flames.

I can feel the horrible heat starting to touch the flow of slowly moving forward, somehow ahead of my touch. The moment I perceived it clearly. That's when I die.

What do I look like right now, right before I die?

I'm just like a little kid right now.

I think of my dead family, half crying, half laughing, just giving up on fear. I'm staring at that moment.

My dear one.

This pain burns with me.

If you're burned out, you can wind up later.

You can blow it away and everywhere in the sky.

Beyond his own corpses, beyond his homeland, even beyond the ends of the world.

…… Oh......, I get it.

The wind blew.

At the place.

What do you want...

I can hear someone in the distance.

I, I...!

My vision disappeared.

You're already stuck with one foot in death, and you're probably on the edge of raw, self-imposed boundaries. Beyond the boundary is a space where light flips and bends, where fine and large things constantly flow down and rise.

There was a great shadow.

That's when I screamed something.

The wind irritates the skin.

Finally, with a sad and beautiful sign, I felt like the wind had sounded.

The flame reaches.

The magic fixture was torn.

from but turn it over.

Reachable, there.

I threatened earlier, I should have been crying, and now, for some reason, I was laughing like a baby and shaking.

I threw it in my hand.

The scarlet swinging veil that was covering my sight blows away.

There was a wind that wasn't the wind. There's a wind that breaks everything down and carries it to the other side.

When he noticed, on the front, the Red Emperor dragon blew black blood from between his eyes, mouth, nose, and scales and scales all over his body, raising thin, nibbly white smoke, and standing. I don't move a thing, I keep my head down.

...... GUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

I hear the weak, painful groans of the Red Emperor Dragon.

The head and jaw were all miserably torn apart.

His spitting flame was blown far rearward.

Thousands of broken flames continued behind the dragons, in the far mountains, dotted and everywhere.

Ishur told the Red Emperor dragon to whine.

"That flame is your funeral."

I don't have the power to wring my neck around this guy anymore. But can it still be?

I'm the one who's going to pronounce you dead.

I got the "power"...

But Ishur disappointed to have one knee on the ground there.

Trance was a moment.

There is nothing left to do. But one more poke and I'll make this guy stop.

It's depressing to even think about it anymore. Severe pain strikes my whole body. My nerves are screaming.

Under my eyes I saw the Red Emperor Dragon slowly lowering his head.

He won't have any more consciousness. I can't feel any more heat or magic emanating from his body.

Ishur shook his last force and kicked the ground.

He jumps high into the sky and plunges into the head of the Red Emperor Dragon.

I don't need to wind up on the outside anymore. You just have to wind yourself up.

Ishur pulled out the shapes of his father, Else's sword.

The top of the head of the Red Emperor Dragon has a huge rip.

I'm gonna poke my father's sword in that, and I'm gonna slap my whole body into his brain, and I'm gonna ram him up.

I'll mess up the contents......

Ishur's consciousness is about to disappear.

Father......

Ishur stabbed his sword in the head of the Red Emperor Dragon. A sword eats into the rift.

But suddenly the sword broke there.

A severe pain ran through Ishl's entire body from both arms, along with the feeling of something hard hitting him.

Gu, gu.

Bones?

They didn't even rip the big fissure in the head of the Red Emperor Dragon, but the skull underneath it.

Ishur slipped off the head of the Red Emperor Dragon.

The shock of hitting something hard and big several times while falling.

Ishur's consciousness was interrupted.

How long has it been?

There is a gray space full of vision. It's covered with some kind of black shard around it.

Empty?

Am I dead?

I have no sense of body. I don't want to move my body. I feel like if I move it, I'll know something horrible.

Eventually a shadow of a young woman appeared against a bright gray background.

The woman approached Ishur.

He first showed his face from below his sight and eventually revealed his whole body.

The woman wears her hair long enough on her shoulders and her thin robe in the wind.

Wind? You don't feel anything.

The woman's face is a black shadow in the backlight and I'm not sure who it is or what it is.

But I'm pretty sure she's looking this way.

The woman's shadow has spoken to Ishur.