Sayonara Ryuusei Konnichiwa Jinsei

Once falling to the depths of the darkness and falling into a deep sleep, as if never to rise again, Dolamina's consciousness rapidly and vividly awakened.

And the warm liquid is poured into the lips little by little and your throat is slowly drinking it.

"Hmm, are you awake? Do you understand me?"

Behind the open eyelids was the face of a human man I had just met tonight. I'm glad that Doramina's consciousness has awakened, but there is a slight smile on her mouth.

"Doran?"

"Yes, I wish I could come a little earlier ..."

Domina, who is conscious and vivid but cannot swallow the situation, understands that he was drinking just to the point where the blood overflowed from the right palm that Doran had cut.

Doran lifts her right hand from Doramina's lips, and instead pats Doramina's head lovingly with her left hand to help the infant.

"I'd better drink a little more. When I found it, it was pretty dangerous."

"No, my concubine ... no!"

Before Doramina tries to defend something, Doran once again puts his right hand on the mouth of Doramina and pours in the blood flowing from the slash.

The body and soul, which had been attacked by the domina but were crushed to the core, greedily sought the blood of a man full of youthful vitality, and the domina continued to drink with the red cheeks.

The tongue is gently stretched out of the lips of Doramina, and begins to lick the one-letter wound engraved on Doran's right palm.

When Domina finally lifts his mouth from Doran's palm, he notices what he was doing and dyes red to the edge of his ear.

Well, Doran thought that there were cute places, but didn't say it. It was more fun to see the shameful Doramina.

Domina rose to the spot, supported by Doran. At that time, she returned to the queen, dressed in the elegance and personality of thousands and tens of thousands of years, the same as her first encounter with Doran.

"I showed you an embarrassing place."

"I'm not ashamed. It's the role of the man born to help a woman who's been hurt. But if you're hurt so much, are diols and gods pretty good enemies?"

"I'm going to take a breath to challenge everyone's enemy, like this. Even if you're laughing stupidly, your concubine can't say anything."

"I won't laugh. I'm just worried about you."

To Doran's voice, who realized that she was thinking so deeply, Doramina relieved her of a mysterious person, and she realized it. The left half, which had never been exposed to Doran, is now exposed.

Immediately, Dolamina hid her face with her left hand, and Doran muttered, saying she felt she was worried.

"I didn't want you to see much. It's ugly. There's a grudge on this face as the concubine tries to destroy Diol."

Looking at the face of Doramina, where the beauty of the world and the uglyness of the world exist at the same time, Doran speaks out what she thinks obediently with the tone that nothing is as usual.

"Hmm, it's hell for women. It's painful, it's painful. Doramina, I've worked hard so far. And even half, I don't lose the charm of Domina. You're a very nice woman That's right. "

"Huh, do you say that? Thank you, Doran. I feel so saved. I am glad even if it was before the building."

There was a cheerful smile at Doramina's mouth that I couldn't even tell since.

But it can never be forgiven. Both Doran and Doramina really understood that. See, the malice that destroys this calm air is already there.

Doran and Domina turned their eyes on the steps leading to the ground. Standing there was a diol carrying the vampire's artifact Grossglia.

Diol, who drank the blood of the vampire maids, has healed the wounds and fatigue he had already suffered from the battle with Domina.

"Hey, Doramina. Have you healed the hand wound from the previous battle? Is there a man, Doran who turned down Blanc's head?"

"The first time I see you, His Majesty the King of Diol. As I said, I'm Doran. And your son, but I ashes it in my hand. If you want to take revenge, I'll accept you here."

"Hey! Did you destroy Blanc? It's a human being. You'll be praised brilliantly. Blanc wasn't the one who killed me and inherited the throne.

I thought there were sights, but if they were destroyed, they would have no eyes. good good.

There is no need for a successor to be immortal. If you get all of the Rokuke's blood, it's even more unnecessary. I'll kill you after you've lost the lonely piece and turn the doramina there into ashes. ''

"Dorran, come down. Thanks to you, your concubine has returned. This time, I will show that man ashes. Be careful not to be involved."

Dramina, who had advanced to Doran, had a large sword with a blade wider than her shoulder and at least as long as her height. Valkyrios is usually assimilated to the body and soul of Domina.

"I don't lend a hand, I don't give it out, but I want to remember this, Domina."

"What?"

"I don't want you to perish; I want you to be alive."

Dramina breathed. The narrow shoulders holding the large sword-shaped Valkyrios tremble small.

Doramina had to endure the tears that seemed to fall.

At all, what do you say at such times? A really funny person.

Dramina renewed her Valkyrios with the finest weather ever. To live, I was able to do so.

Let's live, now, tomorrow, future. What a wonderful thing that I can really think of.

Hoping to live tomorrow will give you so much lightness and power!

"I see. Doran, let's make a promise. I'll be sure to defeat the diols and survive."

"It's a good answer, then turn that big thing into ash!"

"Yes!"

"Nakase, the loser has a bait style!"

The growth glia roars like a roar of a giant beast, and makes a giant swing above the head, then swings down to the head of Domina.

A hit that could kill thousands or thousands of people at once was a hit with a large sword that made use of the whole body's springs and waist rotation.

Drinking Doran's blood completely restored Dolamina's physical condition, and in a short conversation with Doran, the spirit recovered and he was burning fiercely, but the gap of hard-to-fill power between the diol and Domina was severe. The fact that it is spreading does not change.

Each time they hit each other, the body of the Doramina was defeated by strength and swam large, and it became impossible to rebuild it with skill as the number of times repeated.

"Go!"

Diol boasts an immortal body from start to finish, and the wound disappears as if lying from the edge of the wound.

"Huh, the wounds healed, but it's just that. It's just a re-enactment of the previous battle. It just wasted life, Dramina. Immediately send the human there to the world Let's wait in the underworld first! "

"I won't let you do such things again. The concubine has lost both the nation and the people from its stupidity and helplessness. It will never repeat that. It will not kill Doran. It won't be in your hand. Will anyone lose anything? "

"You should bark as you like.

Doramina's willingness to rebuild and elevate his soul have never been more determined to live. But still not as good as diols.

The difference in the ruthless power that exists between them remains open.

When the growth glial is pulled out through the center of Domina's chest, how many times will it be, the center of Doramina's rich twins is pierced and there is no sign that it will be closed.

"Now it's over, Doramina. I'll be a woman and send me to the underworld."

The eyes of the diol that regained the stubborn growth glare from the waist and fallen back were filled with light that could not be described as cruel and insidious.

Diol's ambitions and indescribable desires will first give a blow that will neutralize the doramina. There was no way to avoid or prevent Doramina, whose chest hole was not closed.

It wasn't a Dramina or a Diol, and it might have been better to say Doran, who finally won the battle of the supreme vampires to settle.

Doran was not telling Doramina or Diol, but was muttering:

"I don't lend a hand. I can't even get it. But I let Doramina drink blood.

Growing glare to be delivered. The whole body of Doramina, staring with patience not being able to make it, was attacked by heat and power as if all the cells contained the sun at the same time as Doran muttered.

At this moment, Doran's blood, which traveled through the throat of Domina as a pure human man's blood, turned into the blood of the strongest ancient dragon, which had no means of fighting against gods and demons.

Until now, the vampires, including the founder, were seldom used to eat, and the blood of the old god Ryu, who could not smell or see the depth of its color, came to a state in which Doramina drank plenty It is.

In the history of this world arising from the sea of chaos, the first vampire who drank the blood of the old god Dragon roared. It wasn't easy to see that the cells overflowed and the cells were set on fire.

Originally, the body of Doramina who drank the blood of the ancient god Ryu, who is much higher than the three-dimensional earth world, is literally attacked with a sense that does not have a different dimension of pain and pleasure, and blood and spirit He is at the mercy of the power full of souls.

"Uh, uh ... oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

"Moooh !?"

The diol that had already pushed the growth glare up to the fabric of the Domina dress, was suddenly blown away by the rainbow-colored glow emitted from the whole body of the Doramina, and the blown-out growth glia hit the wall of the armory. Deeply into the body.

Now, the whole body of Doramina is overflowing with the magical power of the colors of the rainbow, and the power that is beyond the physical and spiritual laws of this world is raging.

With the tremendous pain and shock of overwhelming the mind and body, Diol screamed in pain and witnessed his right hand grasping the growth glare and astounded.

All five fingers bend in unpredictable directions, showing no sign of regeneration. Red and black blood bleeds out, and instead, severe pain is brought to the diol.

"Well, what an idiot, what is this? What is this power? Drumina aaaa !?"

"Huh, huh, huh ....., well, I don't even know my honest concubine, but apparently I can destroy you, Diol."

Drumina gazes at the diol, breathing out a rough breath of blood in the blood of the old god Ryu who has just begun to get used to it.

Even now, the rainbow-colored light shimmers from the body of the Domina, as in a heat haze, creating a fantastic beauty as if wearing a rainbow robe over a black dress.

At first glance, Valkyrios, the armor of the sanctuary, trembles little by little, as if it could not bear the power of Doran, the ancient dragon.

Valkyrios has the same shape as the long sword hanging on Doran's waist.

Diol pulls his body out of the wall and looks at Dramina with his bloodshot eyes. Rebuilding growth glare with the radiance of shining. At the same time, Dramina also set Valkyrios to the right and left.

Both moved. He no longer knew Valkyrio's lineage and religion behind Diol's mind, and he was convinced that if he defeated his enemies right before him, he would surely be destroyed.

The power released from the body and soul of Doramina was an extraordinary power beyond the understanding of Diol.

Diol's blow is the fastest and strongest run that runs the shortest distance through the heart of Doramina's left chest.

This is the best blow of his life with all the magic, all the fighting and all the skills of a diol that has become a vampire close to the founder.

However, the flash of the rainbow slashed from the top of the diol to the crotch, one line at a time earlier.

Just a blow. However, the blow with the power of the old dragon overflowing in the whole body of Doramina exceeds the ability of the diol to regenerate the immortal body, and the vertical line running through the body of the diol gradually spreads left and right without blocking.

Diol dropped the growth glia and held herself firmly in her tough, split arms.

Meanwhile, from the cross section of the body that was cut in half, it slaps and flows down the bloodfall.

In front of him, Dramina stood with Valkyrios standing against the floor.

Even if you do a dramina, it is a blow that was released at the end of fierce mental concentration, and because it is too powerful power, consumption is tremendous.

"But, what is it, what is it, ... this blood doesn't even reach ...... the rest is perishing ...?"

"Accept destruction cleanly, Diol. I didn't destroy you with the power of my concubine alone, but I've finally cleared everyone's remorse. Disappear, Diol. Devil, possessed by delusion and ambition!"

While pulling Valkyrios out of the floor, Dolamina flashed his blade and beheaded Diol's head.

The head of the diol, which is beheaded in the air, becomes two more vertically, with a terrible form of agony, turning into ash faster than falling to the floor.

Just before it turned into ashes, Diol's eyes looked eagerly at Doramina's face.

Because the diol was burned by the cursing flame summoned, there was no trace of a burn on the left half of Domina's left face that would never be cured.

Doramina's face, where beauty and ugliness existed at the same time, has now regained a form of perfect and perfect beauty.

After the ash, which was the diol, was blown off the floor, the doramina exhaled greatly. The burden that had been squeezing on the shoulders until now has finally been lowered.

But what came to my mind was not a joy or a sense of accomplishment, but a slight feeling that it was over and a heavy, heavy and inevitable fatigue.

Assimilating Valkyrios to blood again, Dramina looks back at Doran. Although it was fine, it had an empty smile with nothing.

"Is this power due to the blood of [you]?"

"Fumun"

"Is" Fumun again? "What do you mean this time?"

"Now, if my blood helped you at all, I wouldn't be pleased anymore. This is my true intention. And my face."

"?"

A little bit, Doran pointed to his cheek with his left index finger, and Doramina was gently touched his left half face with his left hand.

It wasn't rotten skin, which caused even more pain on touch. The touch is as good as that of the right half-face and returns to your finger through the gloves.

Drumina takes a deep breath and frightensly touches his face with his left hand without gloves. Touch the area where the burn was applied to the neck from the forehead, and continue to check the feel. Understand that the face has finally returned.

"This is, oh, this is also your favor, Dolan"

To Doramina, who smiles softly and sheds new tears from both eyes, Doran simply smiles and shrugs her shoulders.

Drumina seems to have broken the thread of tension and staggers with a smile. The light of the rainbow, which has already risen all over the body, is converging, but the reaction is too powerful.

Doran, who had stumbled the distance between the staggered Doramina, supported him from the front, and quickly lifted Doramina's body. It is a so-called Princess.

"It's light. It's good to drink blood, but I'm worried."

She looked at Doran, who was seriously worried that the Domina was too light, but she looked at her with a depressed face, but immediately turned her arm around Doran's neck and leaned her cheeks down to the chest.

Oh, and exhale in a heartfelt relief, then look up at Doran's face.

As he unloads all his burdens and his mind and body are more open than ever, he seems to be completely forgiving to Doran who has sneaked in by chance.

Looking up at Dolan's profile, Doramina's face was as innocent as a dreaming girl, revealing the purest parts of Doramina without any decoration.

"Ah, huh, it's useless to say anything to you, but you shouldn't do this without darkness, but it's a habit to say that it's a knee pillow I'm scared because I'm going to end up doing it. ''

"Can you be satisfied if you say that you did it because it was Doramina? Oh, Doramina, look at it."

Looking up at the ceiling of the arsenal where Doran collapsed, he noticed something, and the urged Domina followed his eyes.

In front of them, a full moon shining in the most beautiful circle in the world shines. Finally, knowing the end of the terrible battle that was taking place on the ground, the relief seemed to have relieved or the falling light felt to be much more gentle than before.

"The moon is beautiful"

"Yes, really"