The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon

"Thank you, Mr. Spirit. Help me again..."

"Mountain Floating"

It is Mr. Spirit possessed by Leah who is crossing my back. Whenever I had flown through the sky with the help of magic from the Spirit, it was a bet that I could do the same in this state of possession.

Considering that if I had failed, I would have fallen straight off the top of the spire, not to mention the cold.

But such a cold was also intimidating enough to blow right in front of me.

"Um, Mr. Yolo... can you listen to me?

It is Mr. Yolo who is watching this side of the half-baked tower. I don't know what kind of gaze I have because of the helmet covering it up to my eyes, but the pressure I feel is obviously not mild.

"I see...... That's a lot of nerve, dragon. So you're taking a duel with me on behalf of Enka?

"No, no. I bought it, Mr. Yolo. You think I can do something that big?

"Mm, isn't it?

"Yes, yes. It's not that kind of noise right now, I think we should talk more about it."

That being said, I had no excuse.

But the important thing is to buy even one second of time. Assuming it gets flown to the end of the world, Raco should be back here in less than a few dozen seconds traveling at high speeds and making a spatial transition.

With Laeko, I can handle it. Mr. Yolo, I don't know if you can beat your opponent, but it's not that hard if you just run away.

Now I just have to believe and wait.

"Yeah, Mr. Yolo. God...... isn't that Mr.Xuhua? I think he's in a good mood or something. What, you don't have to rush this far?

"But how much are we not going to fight for?

Mr. Yolo's allegations were targeted.

"We heard everything, too. Because of the volcano and the god that unites him, he cannot destroy this country if he wields all his might. So he's avoiding the battle."

"Who told you that?"

"It's that masked demon"

I peeled my eyes off. Didn't Mr. Yolo dislike that fake family member?

"Yes, I'm not going, Mr. Yolo! I don't know what those fake family members are up to... but maybe teaching them that is trying to get Yolo and God to fight! You can't be the pot I think you are!

"Oh, it's not really a good story. My duel in this way with my brother is disingenuous. But - I would have said. I need you to tell me something long."

Mr. Yolo pointed to the city under his eyes from the edge of the tower.

What was spreading there was not as peaceful a city as it had just been.

"Is that...?

Across the city, black holes emerged like water hoards made of ink. No, it's not just inside the city. Outside the walls - even all over the plains, there is a black bubble gushing over the speckle pattern.

And out of that black hole, something climbs to the ground as it crawls out.

- It's a bunch of demons.

Should I correctly refer to the demon as a vortex of magic "about to become"? An indeterminate black shadow without a clear shape is spraying up from the hole one after the other, weaving a row of hundreds of nights.

"I don't know what happened to us, either, but that mask would have planted it. Demons are occurring all over the country. As it is, the source of God's power - all the people will be swallowed. If that happens, you won't even be able to duel. If we're going to fight, we have to fight now."

"What are you talking about short circuits! If Mr. Yolo works with us to get this thing settled. Yeah, it's not! Recall Laeko too... if Yolo and Laeko are together, we can take down that fake family, right?

In the city overlooking, the guardian sacred beasts of the country that Lecco had brought were running around to crusade the demons.

Safe still seemed to be kept in this capital thanks to them, but if this great outbreak were to take place on all the national soil we could see, the Holy Beast alone would not be enough to deal with it.

"Hey Mr. Yolo. Your Lord is a monster, but he never thinks you're a bad person. Because I'm confident in the eyes I see."

It also sounds odd that it's not a bad demon, but I've actually met that kind of thing several times.

A sailor who makes nutrient-rich mud trying to sink people, for example, or a living doll who brushes her cooking arm all her friends want?

I'm sure Mr. Yolo is something like that.

"Right, dragon. Do you have eyes to see? You seem to have anticipated my brother a lot. I'm glad to hear it."

"Yeah. Then we'll have this place together."

"But I am the Demon King."

The atmosphere released by Mr. Yolo instantly gave rise to enormous fighting.

The earth shakes, and thunderclouds scattered with purple electricity cover all the way to the end of the sky.

"I have trouble being considered so sweet. Here we are, trying to save the country, and Hua never responds to the duel. The proud duel we want will never come true."

Mr. Yolo flew off the edge of the tower and slowly surfaced towards us. I feel so compressed that my skin is about to burn just to get close.

"Pick, Xuahua. Fight my people here and destroy your country, or let the demons destroy you like this."

Leah, who remains possessed of Mr. Spirit, naturally does not respond.

Before the impending Mr. Yolo, I concentrate my consciousness on the black claws - "pseudo-shadowy wings" - that I developed on my back by killing my breath. The highest rate of stunning criticism has been learned with hands-on experience with Raco.

I don't think I can get away with it.

But it is possible that the escape will earn you a few seconds.

"Mr. Spirit! Hold on tight!

"Yes."

He flashed his wings and flew in the opposite direction with Mr. Yolo at full speed. A normal demon would be fast enough to leave you behind.

"I didn't expect you to do that kind of evil over this period."

But they're demon kings. It was as easy as walking normally and quickly flew in line with me.

"Don't waste your shelter, dragon. If I seem to disturb you any more, I will consider you my enemy."

"Ahhh. Atashi already sees you as an enemy. What are you doing to my Atashi friend Leavendia...?

A voice came out of my wings. Communicating via black claws - fuckers.

At the next moment, the thread was released from the black claw and tangled around Mr. Yolo.

'Ha ha! Isn't that nice!? You can keep ripping it apart, right, Ravendia?' Cause you got your hands on him...? That's about as natural a setup as that...?

"I'm afraid the tone will get darker as I go in the second half, so I was wondering if you could stop. I mean."

Making a noise with the bump, Mr. Yolo was normally pulling the magic thread off.

'Uh... what is that? I was going to attack you pretty hard.'

"Eh. If you can be modest and think of them as just as strong opponents as Laeko."

Silence.

After a while, quiet words are spoken by the manipulators.

'Hey. If you die, Atashi will follow you, too, so I'll see you in the next life...?

"The Blessed Prayer"

"What are you giving up and staying moody! Even the hunting god!

And I scream in protest, but I look at Yolo on the side.

During this conversation, Mr. Yolo was waiting for me floating in discipline. I guess it would be against his fashion to go sideways during the uptake.

This is your chance. If we keep this conversation going...

"Dragon. If you're waiting for that girl and you're buying time, don't"

When I was poked at the star, I looked back at Mr. Yolo by accident.

At the same time, Mr. Yolo plays his finger. With that singing, countless thunderstorms pour down, sieging the capital so as to block every escape.

The thunder that kept falling constantly as a pillar was like a prison fence stretched out of heaven.

"No matter how long I wait, that girl won't come back here"

Same moment.

Laeko was on a plain covered in black spots, uplifting his magic powers on his dagger.

"So it was still a guru, you guys"

A plain far from the capital, forwarded by the hands of the old demon king. So I was waiting for Laeko, wrapped in a black coat on a mask marked x-

"Do it. I want you to stop talking."

Hate enemies who have no enemies against the evil dragon. I was a fake family member.