Sayonara Ryuusei Konnichiwa Jinsei

Magic armor is a weapon that easily bridges the gap in abilities between pure human races and other, better physical abilities.

Although ornaments and armor to enhance physical abilities have existed for a long time, magic armor has been developed on the premise of mass production, and it can be expected to achieve certain results no matter who uses it.

It has a direct contact with the unusual strength represented by insects, has more protection than the thick fur and shells of beasts and insects, and if it has the necessary parts and technology even if damaged, You can reenter the battle sooner than heal the injury.

There is still much room for improvement as it is still a new weapon, and the cost per unit of production is reasonable, but for now it is valued by military forces around the world for its strength over cost.

Magic Knights Knights who can deposit such high-quality weapons-the so-called elites, of course, have repeatedly selected. Just like magic armor, you can say it's the chosen knight alongside the knights who drive luxury weapons such as Wyvern and Griffon.

The Knights of the Romar Empire, who have repeatedly trained so that they can manipulate the magic armor like limbs, and train their love machine as part of their body, are now facing unreasonable empowerment.

The unreasonable emperor, Gwandan, has smashed the hundred-armed Belginten magic armor unit from the front with pure violence without any tweaks.

A bullet of magical armor for magic armor that makes the wooden body fine dust without retaining the prototype such as the human body flooded Gwandan when it rained, and although he said that he was surely hit, the scales and skin as well as his clothes were worn I can't even break it.

Having shown this level of robustness, the man in front of him doubts that it is not a Dragonian but an adult dragon that has become a Dragonian.

In fact, that was not the case, but surprisingly, the magic knights were not out of guesswork.

Gwandan breaks through the barrage from the front without using one breath or one dragon magic, and raises a pole axe with a single right hand.

Gwandan's transformation of his dragon scales would have saved the magic knights of not knowing that this ax was a monster weapon that would shatter the mass of Orichalcum, because he could not find any more despair. Just a little bit.

The four aircraft closest to Gwandan change their magic guns to large axes and intercept. The Magic Knights of Earl Berginten, a four-unit platoon, had trained on the premise that all four units would work together.

The Maltess spread fan-shaped around Gwandan, resembling a group of black beetles flocking to white flowers called Gwandan. However, Gwandan cannot be an adorable entity such as white flowers.

Martez's swiveling ax is a powerful force that breaks down the fortified gates and barriers. If they were slammed in a row, no one would be harmless.

Gwandan's feet do not stop even for a moment, even though it is slammed with his full force on his forehead on his left and right shoulders.

Gwandan's left arm moved as Martes' skeleton squeaked in response to the recoil returned from the striking ax.

It was a random action, not much different from paying insects. Cracked armor, large axes, countless metal wires and skeletons were blown in the air, and four Martes who lost their arms and heads were blown away by bullets and other Martes who were trying to follow them Clashed and accepted.

Gwandan takes another step as the sound of the ringing of the big bell echoes around. Even before Gwandan's strike that overturned the meaning of magic armor, the spirit of the magic knights did not diminish.

To this day, Berginten's murderous sentiment to them and reports from the Fourth Battalion had been presumed to this extent.

The magicians who remain around Martés who continue to hold their magic guns are gathering, and further behind, around Berginten, artillery are preparing to launch cannons and magic cannons mounted on trolleys in a hurry.

Of the remaining ninety-six Martes, more than sixty operate with Gwandan's foothold.

The magic knights slowed down due to the intimidation of Gwandan, smaller than Martes, but it was not Gwandan.

As a Gwandan, the 10,000 Belgian Tens who have been targeting themselves are definitely not going to be able to fight on this spot.

Not only Berginten, but all soldiers under its umbrella should be defeated.

The sound of the impact of the joined Gundeus scattered around it, the cutting sound mixed with Kirlinne's innocent laughter, and the shouting sound of the linette from the cavalry in the opposite direction.

By losing them, Gwandan himself is also rapidly moving to shred and throw Martes approaching like moths swarming on moth lamps, turning high-grade weapons into broken junk.

With the skills of the Gwandans, the battle with the Belginten army is no longer a battle but a task.

Sewing the gaps between the Martes who swarm like clouds, or scattered through the radio by wind magic, magic and shells rush one after another at Gwandan, swallowing white Dragonians into explosive flames and smoke, one after another. Make a hole in the ground.

At present, the concentration of thermal power that cannot be destroyed by any magical armor put in actual battle, but the shock wave emitted from the center of the explosion blows away the rushing shells and magic of each attribute, and the pole ax from below Gwandan's unrelenting appearance, with a swinging posture, is revealed.

Berginten soldiers shouting in their heads that they didn't want to understand that Paul Ax just swung, and that was the only attack that concentrated almost all the firepower of an army. .

Despite the destruction of the fourth battalion of the Adrieds, they were determined to be monsters they had never fought before, but they were surprised to see a monster that could actually be imagined.

"I'm stunned. My army wants to teach me not to be on the battlefield. Well, I have no experience of leading or instructing the army."

As soon as he said, Gwandan rolled his pole ax with more force than before.

The swing of Paul Ax with the scale of the old god dragon created a phenomenon on the battlefield that is different from the previous one.

As the curved blade cut through the sky, countless tornadoes began to engulf Belginten soldiers and magic armor.

The screams of the world sliced by Paul Ax are anomalies in the sight that can only be seen as raging on the battlefield as a tornado, and the best to support the body that is likely to be taken to the tornado, most of the Belgian ten soldiers are Gwandan I can't even approach.

Wizards desperately call on the spirits of the wind to protect themselves, and armed priests also pray to the gods and set up barriers around their allies.

Gwandan was impressed by his enemy's high level of skill, as they were quick to respond rather than just escape.

However, just because he was impressed was not a reason to relax, he once again wielded Paul Ax to create another tornado on the battlefield and the frenzy of the wind increased.

After seeing the wizards, priests, and magic armor that had endured a while ago being drunk into the new tornado, Gwandan cuts the ground and erases the tornado that collides with him, revisiting the rest of Berginten's army.

On the other side of the soldiers released from the tornado, falling with a heavy noise and groaning in pain, there is a group of people turning their feared eyes against Gwandan. .

With the exception of some knights reporting directly to Berginten, most of the soldiers facing Gwandan may have been cleared up in the previous blow.

The cavalry deployed on the left and right wings has also been cleaned up by three artificial girls, the horses are politely and the knights riding on them are fallen for rough treatment. A scene where dozens of people are killed per second is nothing but a nightmare for an adversary.

"Well, my daughter was sent alive to the underworld, but my father didn't have to see the same eyes. But what happened? Are you refusing?

It's okay if you just take your consciousness and end it. Is it too much intervention to take life? No, it's too late at this point to destroy the army. Thinking about the future ...

Even though he is still in combat, Gwandan's appearance after victory without questioning his own victory may not be helped if he is criticized for being careless or patience.

However, in this case, given the difference in his strength, there is no way to injure a person even if he is careless, so it is natural that Gwandan will determine that there is no problem if he is careless.

If they stepped on the soldiers on the ground by mistake and could really stop their breath, Gwandan decided with the most cautious mindset and tension since the war began, and, well, look at it for the time being He took a step in search of Berginten.

Clearly behind the knights' rows, which were in orderly rows and live walls, in front of Gwandan, who walks carefully, so as not to make a footprint on the carpets of the soldiers who are eager to groom. A man dressed as an upper body appeared.

Gwandan, from the horse, looks at him with hatred eyes and guesses that this is Count Berginten. The next likely youth to be next to may be your son or something, but you can ignore it for now.

"Dragonian, I'm Berginten! In the past, the grudge of the 4th Battalion of the Knights of the Black Lotus and Admiral Adelaide, who has been ruthlessly destroyed by you, will be cleared here today!"

Gwandan stops and tries to talk to Berginten, he said. At least being angry for the daughter and his subordinates would be justified.

"Wouldn't it be against the tradition of war to recruit grudges for killings on the battlefield? If you were standing on the battlefield with your breathing woman, you should have been determined to be killed. That would be something. ''

Well, if it were to be killed, it would melt as easily as the snow in early spring, including the pre-hardened determination, Gwandan added in his mind. It can be recruited as much as grudge. It is also true that there are overwhelmingly few who are not.

Gwandan argued against Berginten for common sense, but the head of the prestigious Earl of the Romar empire told him to scoff at his nose and throw him away.

"It's a story of an extraordinary battlefield between nations, nations and nobles. It's not a good idea to fight against rebels who are descendants of lowly defeaters or those who may not have come from anywhere like you. No!

An ignorant dragon who doesn't know the world's customs must not miss the fun. Will you pull that tongue out and cut it into a thousand pieces of meat to feed your dog? "

"Well, I can't deny that I don't know the customs of the world, but it's a utterance that makes her seem like a parent. Someone like you is the mainstream of the upper ranks of the empire. Then for a herb like the Elkenay people, it would have been stuffy reign. ''

"The winner gets everything. The loser follows the winner. That is the battle. It is reasonable for the rebellious beasts and the blood who are not Romal to follow the work of their losing ancestors. The ones who do are unreasonable.

Once again, we must let the people of the Romar reap the death of those who came up and educate the losers that they will obey the winner.

But for now, killing you alone has priority over the rebels of Elkenay. I will take any enemy of my daughter, a mixture of winged lizards! ! "

"Humans often use the word winged lizard to abuse dragons, but in our opinion there is a resemblance to that. It is inappropriate as an abuse, but well-intentioned. I don't feel uncomfortable because I know that

Now, Count Berginten, who boasts of the ancestors of the ancient ancestors, do you have one or two of the best secrets to kill the enemy who has harmed your daughter? `` If you can only have a means similar to your daughter, it's like proving yourself a father inferior to your daughter. ''

Gwandan, recognizing that it was about time to finish the talk, repositioned his weapon, and as he narrowed his eyes, Berginten released a more violent killing that he did not intend to hide.

Berginten thought that, once he found Gwandan, he would not kill him in a single breath, but would endlessly punish him until he was satisfied.But, in front of the real thing, Gwangdan was breathing. I also felt strongly that living, in itself, could not be forgiven.

Love continues to complain of hatred, saying that the loved ones were hurt by the lizard mixture.

"If you know the enemy is a dragon, you have the time to take a decent measure, and you're right!"

The magical armor and wizards who were near him follow Stephen Berginten's words, stepping towards Gwandan and pointing their weapons at their tips.

Weapons with magic armor are not uniform, such as large swords for humans, or spears and axes of the size appropriate for magic armor, or even large scythes.

The witches behind them seem to be chanting spells to transfer their magical power, temporarily enhancing the output of magic armor.

"Indeed, they're all either well-known dragon-killing weapons or quick-start dragon-kills. If you're an opponent, you've chosen the right and effective means."

It was easy to see at a glance what Belginten had with him to bury Gwandan.

Judging from the dragon species, whether or not it has the attribute of dragon killing can be clearly understood as if Vajje and Ruyu in front of Christina had reacted.

The dragon killer's weapons can be divided into two types: those that are acquired acquired and those that have the attribute of dragon killing from the beginning.

If the weapon used to be a normal sword or a magical sword, the dragon of the higher rank or the burial of multiple dragons in the lower rank to obtain the attribute of dragon killing.

From the stage of forging, magic is applied so that it has a high killing ability against dragons, and special materials are used.

Especially in the latter case, it is said that it is effective to use the power of the same dragon species to bury the dragon species, and the tusks, claws, and bones of the dragon species obtained by some means are often used.

From the day that he realized that Dragonian had harmed his daughter and his men, Berginten had gathered his dragonslayer weapons and, if bad, had prepared as many as possible in a short time.

According to Gwandan, 50% exceeded the minimum standard called dragon killing, 40% reached the average area of dragon killing, and 10% of the dragon killing could be said to be the highest By the way.

Gwandan earnestly praised Berginten's financial strength and power, and the fierceness of his enthusiasm for killing himself, for bringing his top dragon killer weapons together.

If he could put that much effort into the happiness of more humans, he wouldn't have been hostile on the battlefield, but that's all.

Also, if you have a dragon killing weapon in front of you, even in Gwandan, it doesn't feel good.

As for Dragon Slayer, the world's strongest dragon killing weapon, it is Gwandan who does not have a feeling of evasion because of his own relationship, but if he is in front of weapons to harm his brothers, he will not be pleasantly surprised.

These dragon-killing weapons are not willing to be reused like the painful gunshot of Gundeus. I decided to break it into pieces.

The remaining magicians and priests, who have been strengthened from nearly a hundred, armed with magical armor, who, with the belief that they can kill Gwandan, turn their giants into steel gale and challenge themselves.

Gwandan, who is slightly lowered, runs behind the pole axe and touches the ground. The eyes staring at the approaching magic armor naturally have no fear at all.

His eyes, the alter ego of the old god Ryu, really reflected a man who had hatred because of his love for his daughter and had an extremely biased ideology due to the education that was given from birth.

The earliest weapon of the dragon killer that struck Gwandan was a dragon-fang arrow fired by a ten-person stringed large bow.

It seems that he uses the wind dragon's fangs, as his speed increases as he goes through the wind. From the point where the bow and arrow do not feel relentless or resentful, the tusks may be loot obtained by fighting stately or tusks obtained by negotiation.

The aim was no more accurate than penetrating Gwandan's eyebrows, and Gwandan deviated significantly from the upper body, but stayed there and did not fall on his back.

The magical knights envisioned that Gwandan had penetrated the brain from the eyebrows. A magical ax that beats is beaten to the chest and belly with a roar.

"Well, this is not something that a sub-dragon has tolerated. Let's say that the combination of magic armor and dragon killer deserves a reasonable threat."

In addition, a large spear using the bones of a ground dragon was pushed against his right foot, and an acquired dragon killing scythe was slammed into his left shoulder, but Gwandan did not seem to care and wakes up slowly.

Maltese's magic stones are squeezed out one after another, maximizing power and pushing the dragon-killing weapon in a hurry, but the blade is pushed back as hard as the hair.

"If you're my opponent, they won't be able to wake up if they're shaken by other compatriots. So will you destroy them all here?"

Magic knights project on the retina visual information sent from glass-like parts embedded in the eyes of the magic armor, but the images projected on their retina are white The moment it broke, it stopped.

The flash of the tail swung by Gwandan, who raised his upper body, shattered the four Malteses into pieces, and the magical knights who were piloting also hit the ground from their backs as if they were flying large. Of course, the dragon-killing weapons that each Martes possessed were shattered as well as magic armor.

Gwandan moved while magical knights, including Berginten, opened their eyes to the reality that the dragon killing weapon prepared as a request line was almost inaccessible.

With the use of magic armor, the magical knights quickly lost their reaction to the speed that could not be followed even with the benefit of the automatic body strengthening magic.

The weapons of the dragon killer and the broken parts of the magic armor that held it flew in the air one after another and fell to the ground, and the wizards who were supporting them were driven into their spleen bellows with fists, and all of them fell down And squat on the ground.

It happened in less than ten seconds after Gwandan started moving.

Gwandan looked at her eyes quietly, even though Berginten was even more intense.

He is still more comfortable than Adelid, because he is somewhat less impressive than Adelid, who tried to massacre helpless refugees in front of him.

However, the depth of Berginten's enthusiastic work is superior to that of Adelid.

You can immediately tell that you are not worthy of mercy. Obviously, if you drop it into the underworld and go to trial, you'll get even more punishment than Adelido.

The elite guards, Berginten's last guard, were also beaten by a blink, and the son-in-law's sector had the same ending.

The safe thing is the horse they were riding. When he noticed, Berginten was hit by his left cheek and rolled over the ground many times.

He wore Berginten's cheek with enough power to prevent Gwandan from fainting.

Berginten, whose beautifully decorated armor and face are soiled with soil, rises with his body shaking from his prone position, pulling out his long sword. This sharp glow is another gem of a dragon killer.

"Ore!"

Belginten's attitude of rolling the ground is that of those who have trained for decades. It's fine to call it a warrior.

The tip of a long sword held on the waist is pushed up against the abdomen of Gwandan, waiting for Berginten, and then instantly shatters from the tip to the root.

"Stupid, aren't you Dragonian !?"

"I'm on the last seat of the dragon species. Did he even get a fake?"

Abandoning the useless dragon-slayer's long sword, Berginten strangled Gwandan. The ambition to kill Gwandan even after losing his weapon and becoming waisted is genuine.

Gwandan is staring at Berginten, knowing that there are few enemies who can relentlessly penetrate so far, knowing the difference between them.

"If one-tenth of a love sent to my daughter was generous, wouldn't it be nothing?"

"Oh my god, my ten thousand troops, even the dragon killers who are in line, do not pass through to you, hatred forever! Even if you aren't there, by now Adelaide was killing all the rebels of Elkenay Things!!"

"... Well, how can I speak of words that devalue myself from one to the next. Too much, but I want to get rid of all my hands with my own hands. I don't have the courage to rule the world. "

"What an irreverent thing. You are going to be an omnipotent and omnipotent God !?"

"Well, I'm not going to tell you in detail how much I can do, but, well, you have the power to give me the same experience as my daughter, Count Berginten?"

At the same time as Gwandan's words ended, Berginten suddenly noticed the cold wind blowing slowly from behind. The neck was stroked at once, and the terrible cold spread to the whole body.

Berginten's body was apparently in an abnormal state, as all the heat in his body seemed to be deprived, but at the same time there was heat as if all the blood was boiling.

"What is this?"

"If you go to a place full of death alive, you will not be extraordinary. Hate me so much, and if you think of your daughter, come and see for yourself why she fell into misery."

Did Berginten scream, scream for life, or be a curse on Gwandan?

Before any of them were verbalized, his appearance had vanished from the world. Berginten disappears like a dream or illusion, but by the time his army regains consciousness, he will return from the underworld with no injuries to his body.

It is hard to say what kind of sentence he will be given in Gwandan, but it would be much easier to imagine the consequences if he were a soul who was more guilty than Adelid.

"Hmm, I think I've done my part, but I'll leave the rest of the Imperial Army to your own hands, Seven Fang."

Gwandan, who dares to look at the future and make accurate predictions, only wishes for the good fortune of the Seven Fangs.