Sekai ga Death Game ni Natta no de Tanoshii desu

Today's dragon was grumpy.

Suddenly, if you think you've been put out of a cage, an unfamiliar place.

I came here a few days ago, but the dragon forgot such trivial things.

In the meantime, when I barked, the shiny strangely luscious bait came to the dragon.

The shiny was in the way, so if I wanted to eat it cleaved with my right arm, the shiny bait has resisted the businessness as well.

I was angry, so the bait was immediately cleaved with the opposite hand and bounced off with my tail.

But frustration doesn't subside.

I've hit a lot of dragons like that this time with something with two little baits.

It didn't even hurt, but it got in the way.

With such bait, the dragon was immediately torn apart and eaten.

But still, the frustration doesn't subside.

At a time like this, eat.

Let's eat a lot today.

Yes, the dragon thought, right in front of me, there was bait that seemed soft.

Good bait for the start of yakitori.

Let's eat.

When the dragon opened its mouth, it suddenly stopped moving its body.

Something, the body, the transparent thing is covering it.

That was inhibiting the movement of the dragon's body.

What the hell is this?

The dragon moved and ravaged a phenomenon that I had never experienced before.

Thanks to this, I was able to remove the things that were covering my body and disturbing me, but my frustration accumulated even more.

The dragon decided to bark out loud.

It's a proclamation against this neighborhood.

Eat up, he said.

Stop wasting your resistance.

When I finished barking, right near the dragon, there was a little bait.

I don't even try to escape.

Rather, it's getting closer.

It's a good idea.

Let's tear it apart, kill it, eat it.

The dragon waves its right arm nails developed like its giant sickle towards the little creature in front of it.

From the side, like pruning.

The dragon sickle approached the little bait, the boy, as he was nearby, the silver high oak, which was the light amputation of the weed.

Those claws are just special for the Dragon.

All creatures, prey, bait, have been cleaved with these nails.

This seemingly weak creature will soon be cut off.

Dragon's, sickle-like nails pass the boy's body.

While making a high noise.

For the dragon, that was a sound I had never heard before.

When the food runs out, there is no sound.

Because there is no resistance whatsoever and it cuts off perfectly.

The dragon takes a look where the little bait was.

Still, there was food. Standing.

Still, a proud nail, a sickle, was at the bait.

Odd.

The nail should be at the end of your right arm.

The dragon looks at his right arm.

It was nasty.

What? The shape.

The dragon's nails, which were shaped like a beautiful three sun moon, had run out of spurs along the way.

It was broken.

To whom?

It is decided.

Because the broken nail fragment falls beside the little bait.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

The dragon growls.

Most frustrating of the day.

Don't let your precious nails, your proud nails, get broken.

A dragon that swings the remaining left arm nails down toward the syndicate, to a small bait.

Put the nail on top so that Syndicate receives it with a red horse.

Swordbreakers Red Horse/Ethereal Deer.

A swordbreaker is a sword made to break a sword.

Of course, to the red horse and the Ethereal Deer, its characteristics are:

Stronger.

more specialized in destruction.

Syndicate received a dragon claw in a hook-like place set behind the red horse's gizzard peak.

The red horse is brilliantly heated.

And the dragon's claws, earlier, had been cooled to the kinks by the Ethereal Deer.

Cold-cut dragon claws are rapidly heated by the heat of the red horse.

thereby, a phenomenon that occurs.

Thermal impact.

A phenomenon in which a slight difference in size of an object, caused by a temperature difference, causes destruction.

Even on the dragon's claws, harder than steel, it occurred.

Just a little bit, the little crack that occurs on the dragon's nails, gradually grows larger.

The more dragons wave their nails down toward the syndicate, the more thorough the nail destruction becomes, and

Crack.

Shatter.

My proud nails.

Special claws.

Death to the creature, a sickle of despair.

Turn the creature into bait, the knife.

It's gone.

For a moment, he was flashy, but soon the dragon moves on to another action.

There must be no bait, not bait.

If your nails don't work, you can eat them directly.

The dragon, with its big mouth open, has tried to devour Syndicate.

Bite.

Most carnivores would be one of the methods of attack they use when hunting for their prey.

However, the attack is only effective when the opponent is preying. Only when it's bait.

When something stronger than yourself is the other person, it can only be the result of exposing the weakness of the mouth.

Syndicate, in its big mouth, threw a red horse.

At the same time, activate the ethereal deer.

Through the green hippo, the ice freeze of the Ethereal Deer passes to the Red Horse, and the two daggers turn into giant spears.

Tough ice hardness is comparable to steel.

No candles, no soft mouthed meat can stop the intrusion.

As it was, the dragon was pierced through his brain with an ice spear from his upper jaw.

And the red horse that was attached to the tip raises the flame all the time with no push.

"Grua......?

The dragon, which burned a major part of his brain in an instant, put an end to that complacent life without rambling.

The dragon falls to the front.

The silence to visit.

Out of the mouth of a dead dragon, Syndicate came out.

The look on his face was a harsh thing.

The reason, of course.

"... uhh... beto with saliva. There's blood on it..."

Because with the saliva and blood of the dragon, my body was dirty.