Reincarnated as a Dragon’s Egg ～Lets Aim to Be the Strongest～

"Wow, wow, wow!"

The half-dragon monster Azalea jumped before me.

He seemed to be definitely trying to poke at my steeplechase, towing with his arms and gaze.

If I reacted and let him shake my body, he'd immediately bend over and wave his nails at me under his neck.

Not that it was a quick move.

Besides, it's a tremendous swing of an undressed motion with all the weight on it, emphasizing only the power.

But I couldn't avoid it.

His legs were crushed, his magic was faint, and his consciousness was blurred.

I was finally standing.

The scales and skin were burned to the exfoliated chest, the wings protruding deep into the nails.

The determined flesh rises and the sharp pain runs.

"Gwow!" "Gah!

Me and the other guy simultaneously stretched their necks to Azalea and turned their fangs.

He distances himself and restarts his nails as if he had been reading this movement from the beginning.

The enemy shouldn't have an MP anymore.

Besides, to see the status of Azalea, whether it is the disadvantage of the [technique of dragonization], the health continues to decrease significantly.

It seems more burdensome for a person to be a dragon than for a dragon to be a person.

Yet why can you stand around flat?

The body is heavy.

If you keep pulling it off, the effect of automatic healing is going to be better than it is now, but the enemy is going to forgive you for that.

Better than the original, the enemy should also be at a limit to maintaining dragonization.

It will strike harder.

I didn't think my men and the Litveal children were going to try to lay me under a cave.

It's a muscled fucking yarrow. Pretty thorough.

It also hurt to try to make an automatic recovery in the dirt sand and to get a heavy chase because of it.

I could still afford it without that one.

I should have gone out and smashed it.

I've never felt my life in jeopardy since I became a uroboros, so I may have been more timid than necessary by being pushed into distress for a long time, and unconsciously prioritized cheap safety measures.

It was on my back that I aimed for a definite victory.

The opponent is totally superior, both in his mind and in his combat experience.

Put your nails up and bend your knees for Azarea to jump at me again.

"Woo, woo..."

but there was a shortage of MP or Azarea poked her knee as it was.

While I was relieved that the other MP cut was ahead of me, I held the obsessive light in my eyes again, stretching my crackling and trembling knee and holding it back.

"Wow, wow, wow!"

Bark as if inspiring yourself as it is.

Damn it, it's mental power.

But that should be it, too.

Raise it up next time, and now it's time for his MP to run out.

Azarea leaps out in front of me and waves her right arm wide.

I retreated to pull myself together.

For the minute Azarea opens up, she tries to make up for it by extending her arms.

I couldn't afford the time, I guess I was in a hurry. It was too cheap a move.

"Gahhhhhh!"

The other side ate on Azarea's right arm.

He kept going deep and rowed to his shoulders, shaking his neck vigorously to the side.

The tip of Azarea's right shoulder was cut a thousand times. On the way, the other party looses his fangs and throws his arm away.

The victory or loss was decided - yes. At the moment I was relieved, Azarea was bowing herself as she was and sticking her left shoulder under my chin.

I thought this would be a decision hit, and I was totally taken by surprise.

No more yabeye.

While attempting [self-regeneration] to squeeze out the MP, I squeezed the force in my body and squeezed my forefoot out of cod.

Azalea should have been quicker.

But Azarea shook up and lowered her left arm en route.

He opened his eyes from me and stared at his left arm as if stunned.

It was a moment, but the way it looked was oddly impressive.

Then Azarea's body shrunk rapidly.

Maybe it was out of MP. I felt Azarea's face laughing all the time as she tried to shake it out and punch her body out.

"You chose a living hard road, monster. If I had only one understander, I'd be happy with that."

My foreleg slammed through Azarea's body.

My body tore up and down. Slightly at a distance, his torso fell.

[I got 784 EXP.

[Title Skill [Walking Egg: LV --] gained 784 more experience points.

[Uroboros] 's LV has risen from 91 to 92.

I lay down on the spot with my throat.

A little… I want to restore my HP and MP.

Hopefully, his injured leg will hit his chest... and his wings will be behind him.

Second, I got eyes on Azarea's upper body.

I was still stiff for a few seconds.

The last words of Azarea caught my eye.

He possessed a rare skill, which is called a normal trait.

Maybe he used to be treated as a monster, too.

"... docita?

The other party calls in with their thoughts.

No, it's nothing.

When I gave it back, I took my eyes off Azalea.

Afterwards, fear God. But take Tolman.

I can't stay here either. Anyway, I don't even know where Tolman is.

After all, it's [self-regeneration], so why don't we put the wings back first...?

Looking around somehow, I saw a lot of smoke rising in the distance.

Within the limits of the forest, of course.

Hey, why... no way, is that Tolman?

Did you harass him and set him on fire? Or do you think it was something to do with fire and their purpose?

I don't know why, but if this happens, I can't have chosen the means.

If I'm being cocky, I won't take it back.

I used an auto-recovered MP to repair the body part with [self-regeneration], then went back over the collapsed former cave, turned down the ropes of the children held hostage with my fingernails and freed them, and moved them to my body.

The kids were holding me to my neck crying.

I wonder how anxious I was.

Then he glanced at Nell, the falling Ferris Huma swordsman.

When the cave collapsed, it was the body that received the rock that had fallen sheltering the immobile child, and now he is in a coma.

[High-rest] is used to the extent of first aid at once, but I have not yet regained consciousness.

"Dragon God... the person... you kill?

One of the kids hesitated to ask me.

I shook my head quietly.

When the cave collapsed, he went back to the kid first.

No more harm will be done to the Litveal tribe.

After removing them from the collapsed cave, they unloaded the children.

I turned my neck toward the settlement and then glanced at the disturbing smoke rising out of the woods.

The children were anxiously frightened, but when they saw the smoke, they seemed to understand that it was not just every time, and shook their necks vertically.

I'm actually just taking you to the settlement, but I can't afford the time right now.

I suddenly gasped my magic in my lower abdomen and turned to the settlement and said, "GOOOOOOOOOOO!," he growled.

The roar rang as far as the forest.

Now the Litveal or Aro people who have noticed the situation will come to help.

If the demon hears my voice too, he won't be able to lean over.

Then I distanced myself from the kids, played the ground with my tail and rolled.

I'm going to rip down the tree... but I don't know what else to do. It's better than the woods burning.

Now you don't have to wait for your body to recover. My legs are worn out, so if it's just [rolling], it's fine.

By the time you arrive over there, the effect of automatic healing should make your body some better.

From time to time he played the ground at the tail, accelerating his speed.

The tree in the aisle falls beautifully. In return, there would be a beautiful one way to go.