Reincarnation of the Sword Master

Aaaaah!

The wings of the harlinger flutter. A huge body accelerates and flies to Asher. Asher leaned to the ground.

Whoo-hoo!

The sunshine that passed just above Asher's head smashed the wall of the basement. Asher rose up like a bounce and penetrated between Haitling's feet. Move the hand holding the sword.

Whoo-hoo!

As soon as the sword is broken, a solid line is drawn on the dragon's leg and a red line is formed.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Hatchling moved his feet with a painful scream. Strike down between the teeth to trample on Asher.

Asher abandoned the broken sword and dug under Haitling's feet. Don't spread the distance. It was hard to avoid that big man when he sprang up.

So, by a hair's breadth, it's confusing between the legs. Hatchling was embarrassed and moved his foot around, but he couldn't trample on Asher.

Aaaaah!

An angry cry breaks out. Hatchling continued to roll his feet and tail to kill Asher under his feet. Hatchling, whose head was paralyzed by pain and anger, didn't even think about opening the streets.

But Haitling has been the most powerful creature ever since birth.

Aaaaah!

Coooooooooong!

Every time a harbinger tramples on the ground, debris splashes around. Hatchling couldn't escape the attack because he was avoiding the debris. His toenail was slashed at him.

Asher waved the hand holding the ring. An intangible curtain joins his shield.

Ugh!

It hits your toenail and breaks in a flash. Even if you say "ga-ho," you can't stop the dragon's physical strength. It just creates a little gap.

But that gap was enough. He dug under the body of Ashern Hatchling and wielded a sword.

Whoo!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The pear skin cracks and blood flows down. The harlinging struggled and wagged its tail. Asher leaned back and narrowly escaped, and made fun of the sword as soon as he got up. Blood spouts again.

"Whoow."

He takes his breath and awakens his sense of the body's senses again. At that moment, blood came out of my nose.

"Does it reach wind pressure?"

Asher ran back to Hatchling, wiping lightly.

Bardrich admired the scene.

"Dae, great."

Asher asked him to save his strength. So I couldn't do anything and had to hold my breath and watch, and I could only admire it.

The speed of the harlinging is tremendously fast. It was enough to break the window at one stroke of the wings, and the kicking was the strength to break even the walls.

But Asher was narrowly avoiding it. It was reflexes and power beyond human beings.

'…It's different.

Badrich muttered inwardly. He saw the records of numerous heroes and went on an adventure with those who volunteered to succeed them. He was able to see through such an experience.

Most of the beings called heroes had strange powers. It dealt with extrinsic forces, whether it was magic or divine, or something completely different.

Although there are heroes who have become powerful by themselves, their bodies are somewhat different, too. It felt like seeing an alien body imitating a human being.

But it wasn't Asher. His body was clearly beyond the normal human power, but he still seemed to be dealing with his own body. Unlike other heroes, it was a natural movement of power.

'I don't know.'

Hatchling was attacking Asher while Badrich was thinking about it. Avoiding the swinging tail, Asher strikes the sword again.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

As soon as Hatchling burst into a scream and raised his left leg, Asher pressed his arm and hit his right leg. The harlinging lost its balance and fell to the floor.

Coo-oong!

Aaaaah!

His posture collapsed, revealing the disgust in front of his neck. Asher quickly flied, but Haitling hurriedly covered up the backburn with her front feet. Asher was forced to pull back.

"Whoow."

I was covered with sweat. Asher straightened her back, breathing hard.

"…it's a shame."

He seemed to have an advantage, but the situation was not good. The whole body was half derelict. The attack was successful, but only the leather was cut, but the knife did not go into it.

So he was looking for an opportunity. The harlinging staggered up.

Ahhhhahhhahhhhhhhhhhhh.

Hatchling's crying was powerless. The reptile's eyes shook uneasily and headed for Asher.

I'll be the bug.

Hatchling was unable to accept the current situation. He was only trying to lightly trample on a bug that had invaded his territory, but he was not only suffering but also suffering.

In terms of human beings, I tried to catch ants that entered the room, but I felt like I was avoiding them and biting my whole body.

Gosh...

The whole body was in a fit of rage, and the harlinging cried softly.

to be sick

I don't want to be sick.

I don't like it anymore.

The harlinging gathered breath.

Go away. Bugs.

The flames of the flames set the basement ablaze.

***

"You're here."

Bres. Dragon breath.

With magical powers, not just fire, that in itself was comparable to high-level magic. It was Bres that melted down even the tenets of the cannabis.

However, Asher did not avoid it, but instead ran toward Bresse.

"Now."

Crying!

In front of him, a magic pearl unfolds like a star. Dozens and hundreds of magic overlays to make the reality shine.

Cooooooooooooooooooooooooh!

It collides with Bresse and spreads rough waves. The basement collapses and the ceiling collapses. Badrich waved his hand with a white face.

"Bring it back!"

The Magic Circle moves its orbit. Adjust the direction of the brake.

Bresse is unstoppable. So in a different way, they twist it. It distorts the space and twists the dimension of the direction of the brain.

Cheers!

"Hey, that's ridiculous."

But it still can't stand it. It devours the distortion of space and destroys magic lines. Hundreds of magicians break one by one.

It is the Bres that burns everything regardless of dimension or space. Almost all the magicians were destroyed before I knew it. Although Bresse's strength was reduced, he still had the power to turn humans into ashes in an instant.

"Well done."

Badrich did my job. It was his job now. Asher swung his fist.

The remaining Magic Circle is smashed by Asher's fist. The distortion of space is twisted and the Breses are scattered in all directions like firecrackers.

"Excuse me."

[Huh? Ahhhhhhhhh!]

Asher took out the golden sword and unfolded the intangible curtain. As soon as the fragments of the Bresse touch the shroud, the shroud melts and disappears. Then Asher struck Bresse with a golden sword.

[Hey!]

"I said excuse me.”

Fortunately, the golden black that struck the Bresse was fine. I could see the sunrise with the Bress scattered and his mouth wide open.

Gosh.

Asher took out another sword and stuffed it into Hatchling's mouth.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The harrowing howled. Unlike so far, he cried and shook his body as if the world was tearing apart.

Yay! Yay!

Hatchling desperately tried to tear off the adjoining Asher, but it was the same with Asher.

I tucked myself into Haitling's mouth and poked the sword even harder.

Kieh! Kia! Gya!

The tears reeled strangely. Hatchling shut his mouth to devour Asher.

It was a power struggle from here. He endured the force of oppression like crushing his body and gave strength to his hand holding the sword.

Cuaaaaaah!

"Huh!"

Vadrich, who ran to see Asher enter Haetling's mouth, paused.

"…Wings?"

Hatchling's wings opened wide. The harrowing ducked, and then flew toward the sky.

"No!"

The harbinger galloped into the high sky.

***

"…are you flying?"

Asher glanced over Hatchling's teeth. The landscape was rapidly changing and going up.

[That's right. That's too bad.]

"Duck."

This leaves him with no answer. It was over when the harlinging flew to the high sky and dropped him. Asher thrusts more swords into the sky, but Hatchling was climbing high into the sky.

Asher kicked his tongue around, but there was no way that a sharp number could come up from Hatchling's mouth. He, who kept poking the sword, stopped.

There was blood everywhere. And it was all Hatchling's blood, not his blood.

"Sword."

I know what you're thinking, but you know it's gambling, right? I don't know what the effects will be?]

"I'd rather die than die."

Blood was trickling out of the sword's throat. Asher laid his hand under it. The blood of the dragon filled the palm of his hand.

“…….”

A dragon is a monster that humans cannot help. The blood is the power of the monster. So far, there have been quite a few people who have eaten dragon blood and flesh, but all of them have died from a burst.

Asher swallowed the blood. The smell of fish spread through my tongue and went down my throat.

My heart is racing.

My heart beats. Slowly, but surely.

"…nothing's happening.”

And that was it. There was no such thing as a mental boost or swelling of the whole body's muscles. Kendo also struggled unexpectedly.

[Oh, oh, oh?] That can't be true.]

Kiehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The harbinger suddenly shook his body. He opened his mouth wide and headed down, apparently trying to drop it from the sky. Asher rushed her finger into the roof of her mouth.

a quadduck

Cyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

My finger got stuck in the roof of my mouth.

[The dragon's hide is pierced on his finger?]

"…I see."

I realized what effect the blood of the dragon had given him. Asher held the sword in his throat with both hands.

Stretch one's arms. My muscles are creaking. Unexperienced power flows throughout the body.

Push the sword deep into the ground. As if the resistance so far is a lie, even the handle is stuck deep in the throat.

Gosh.

Haitling's back is bent. The reptile's eyes lose focus. A giant body falls slowly by the laws of physics.

[Come on.]

The speed of falling began to accelerate. The wind that comes through the open mouth of Haitling roughly blows the whole body. The last name of the dragon murderer down there is getting bigger and bigger.

[This is dangerous]]

"Tut."

Asher opened the cracked haetzling's throat. I don't know how much the dragon's body will absorb, but it would be better than not responding. It was the moment when Haitling tried to withstand the shock by going inside the gut.

Coooooooooong!

The crash stops with a strong rebound. And slowly began to go down to the ground.

When I looked down, Badrich was magic with a red face.

"I thought I was going to die....”

Finally, the dragon touched the floor. Badrich was seen breathing heavily and lowering his arms.

***

"I can't believe I caught a real dragon.”

Badrich looked with trembling eyes at Hatchling's body. The pear skin was torn out, and blood was flowing from the mouth.

"It's not a dragon, it's a harlinging. He was just born."

"But it's still a dragon. It's a monster that humans can't resist. I want you to catch the actual death. The group just died, too.”

Badrich's eyes turned to Asher.

"And you caught that monster."

"So?"

"…no, no."

Badrich shook his head.

"Thank you. I can live this tough life for a while.”

"If you're going to take the body, take it. It'll be useful for wizards."

"I don't need you?”

The dragon's body was of no use. Magically, it was the best catalyst of all, and its scales and bones were ground into a legendary weapon.

"It's useless."

But Asher refused. Dragons could only be made by dwaffes for generations, and they were not here. It was nothing but a heavy burden if it could not be handled.

But Bardrich had an uncomfortable face.

"I didn't do anything."

"You did more than I wanted.”

Not only did he twist the Bresse, but he also adjusted the speed of the fall speed. Without Bardrich, he would have been killed by Hatchling.

"You can be confident."

"But you're the one who killed him. Hmm…."

Badrich groaned as if he were agonizing. The dragon's body is in sight. It was too good an opportunity to just leave it. In the end, he decided to lose to desire.

"That's uncomfortable. Then take this."

When Badrich stirred his hand, Haitling's disgust was pulled out.

"Do you know why dragons are so disgusting?"

"Totally."

"Jok-rin is known as the dragon's weakness, but it's different from the magic concept. It's the perfect vessel to accept any form of magic."

It was known that dragons were able to use magic without restriction because of their disgust. Badrich smoothed the overturned scales with his dreamy eyes.

"Some people call it the Stone of the Wise Men. Give me that ring."

Asher took out the black ring and handed it over. Badrich looked around the ring with an interesting face.

"Is this made by the elf?"