Reincarnation Monarch

"Run away!

Iris shouted, angling the Kuno shapes and descending sharply.

And with that momentum, he jumped into the fiercely scorching magma.

And even though the time for silence had passed for a while, the magma around where Illis jumped in came up suddenly.

Astalot glanced down at it.

Then out of the magma that went up, this time a giant dragon's head brought his head.

When Astalot smiled with his mouth turned up, he then laughed and smiled as Illis put his hand on the neck of the giant dragon.

"That's just great. Sounds like you're flying appropriately, with some kind of a hit, huh?

In response to Astalot's question, Illis answered with skill.

"Naturally. Sharpen your spirit, and even if these men desperately erase their signs, they will not escape my eyes."

"So I handled the slightest sign."

"Yes. And look. Take this huge dragon. Could this guy be a thousand years old dragon?

Iris said with satisfaction looking at the dragon he himself was accompanied by his left hand.

"No, the epidermis is green. This dragon hasn't been a thousand years. However, if it were this big, it would be a thousand years of dragons in the near future."

"Hmm, speaking of which, did thousand-year-old dragons have transparent epidermis?"

"That's right. Beautiful, clear skin."

"Hmm, then ask this person. Where are those beautiful, crystal-clear peers?

Astalot nodded greatly.

"Just what I heard. Where are the dragons for a thousand years?

Nor did this huge dragon respond at all to Astalot's question.

But Astalot grinned and nodded Unh.

"I get it. Where they are."

"Right. Then I'll see you at last. But before you do, ask me how you learned about our approach."

"Right. Dragon. How did you know we were approaching? Besides, how did you let your people know about it?

As always, the dragon would not be slight, but Astaloto nodded with Humphung.

"Thousands of years, I hear the dragon felt it."

"Well, a thousand years of dragons"

"Um, and it was really easy to get in touch with."

"What way?

When Astalot smiled, he replied to Iris, who approached his face with interest.

"They can all get in touch with one another without saying a word. It's a kind of superpower."