○ Bridge Head Fort Drive Infantry Corps
"Dear Annelotta!
Whose cry would that have been?
The Moon Warcraft broke through the trap and killed it to the Driven Infantry Corps.
To prevent the collapse of the entire unit, the captain, Annelotta, stayed on the spot and waited for the unit to be restarted.
I earned it when it was precious.
It was only a short time, but the Driven Infantry Corps remembered its own mission and found what it needed to do.
The price for this is the death of the captain.
Annelotta was buried amongst massive Moon Warcraft and invisible.
Captain!
"Dear Annelottaa!
The Driven Infantry Corps is at its best to retain the Moon Warcraft that is pushing in.
Builds a wall, just bears it.
Instead of pushing back, we can't even get to where Annelotta disappeared.
"Whoa, whoa!
Some driven infantry attacks the Moon Warcraft on the dark clouds, but against the numbers, that's just reckless behavior.
When many driven infantry riders were struck by despair.
- Dawn.
Some of the Moon Warcraft blew up.
A few of them flew through the sky.
"Hey, what?
Collectively, the Moon Warcraft is swept away.
What the surprisingly eye-opening Driven Infantry Corps saw was a tremendously huge tail.
"Big dragon tail?
"That means..."
"Pyle Borex fucker?
Only a pile operator manipulating a large dragon runaway did not leave with the Moon Squad.
That's because it's too giant.
The pyre player was forty-two years old at the time.
Among dragon jockeys, it is ancient ginseng.
But I've never acted as a group before.
I didn't have to, and I shouldn't have.
Large dragons are special and special.
It's bigger than a class dragon in the first place.
Impossible to intertwine with others.
This time, on the life of Sir Lithwarn, the Pyle operator announced his participation in the Moon Squad.
But Lieutenant Ridolph will have trouble handling it.
You just can't act collectively, because it's useless in the fight against dominant species.
Such a giant. Good for ranged attacks.
I don't have a special attack method like an attribute dragon. I don't know if I can usually do damage with an attack.
Probably impossible was the general idea.
But there are things that do not insult the power of the giant.
I would love to be active in the Moon Warcraft Battle.
So I thought about the guardianship of this bridgehead.
It was participation as a Preservation of the so-called Last Fort.
But the body, which is too huge, is also incompatible with the driven infantry guarding this place.
Therefore, as the last guardian, he was kept inside the bridgehead.
That showed up.
A blow from the tail that was swept away destroyed the Moon Warcraft beyond ten.
Then he is far away.
Most moon warcraft were pushed away and a united driven infantry emerged from beneath them.
Captain!
"You're safe!!
"Somehow, you're safe. And the fuselage... No, the fuselage is a little broken. But you can still move."
The moon warcraft lifted a single arm of the driven infantry and the area around his waist was shaken.
Still well maintained, Annelotta's fuselage was able to stand up.
"Come on, folks. It's a counterattack!
"Wow!!
The battle over the bridgehead is still ongoing.
○ Yin Moon Road
What I would say since the start of the great metastasis, the two moons met more over.
With that, the number of Moon Warcraft descending had swelled several times.
"Uh, again. How many times today? Come on, Gouvan, let's go take them down."
There are dragon jockeys traveling back and forth on the path of the yin moon and living on the back of a dragon.
It is Olivier Nahala.
She looked up into the night sky and found a steel shell descending like a meteor.
Olivier, who drives a large ground dragon, will not go along with any other dragon.
All this time, alone... no, with Gouvan of the earth dragon.
Olivier preferred solitude, as opposed to a pile operator driving a large runaway dragon seeking the asylum of Sir Lithwarn.
A few times a month, the Dragon Club carries Gouvan's food and Olivier's daily supplies.
Olivier has never been off Gouvan's back again.
"By now, the Moon Squad will be fighting."
Olivier, who turns thirty-two this year, has no experience learning from either a magnificent pile operator or a young man who drives a blue dragon, a souran operator.
Needless to say, Leon and Annella.
I am therefore not familiar with their strengths.
"Speaking of which, Black Dragon's... what was it? That was funny."
Kukuk and Olivier laughed in remembrance.
"They stole my prey and I was really mad at you. Oh, you can be fine. It's my duty to hunt the Moon Warcraft. How much better is it than me?
"I'd love for you to survive. That black dragon... yeah... is that what you call a charazard? Well, that was the name."
Olivier and Gouvan head to the falling point of the Moon Warcraft.
Every time Gouvan walks, the ground sounds and the nearby trees shake.
"But they're dominant species, aren't they? Can you win... Oh, really?... Oops, I was there. I'm coming, Gouvan."
There were six regular lunar warcraft and a whole large species.
Without hesitation, Gouvan went into a group of moon warcraft.