The Dungeon Struggle of an Earth Dragon!

Above the Empire, at the black altar...

"Next, left! Forty degrees! Slash! '

"Ooh!"

I immediately move to the left, dodging a pig-shaped alien attack, and taking a slash from my fingernails.

"Magic activated in a second! Wind Pope! Expand all directions! Defensive posture! '

Copy that!

Moment after moment, Elibel's holy king-style magic “Atrocities Disaster Storm Emperor” is activated.

Like earlier, a large number of anomalies are involved.

Of course I put my fingernails up on the altar and stomped to stay out of it.

The black altar says, "Ouch! Ouch! I can't do it anymore. No," I just mist some of the columns, but I know. This way. Look, I'll give you magic, so work harder. Don't disappear.

Divide the magic into altars and I breathe heavily.

"Gaaaaaaaa!! Gaaaaaaaa! Gaaaaaa!

In a thunderstorm, the enemy fires a brace in a clustered area.

This possessory state allows the braces to fire in a row.

I wonder what it's like to take possession that's more high-performance than the main body.

Well, okay.

Anyway, I can shower the braces until the aliens are extinguished.

Beautifully charcoaled.

"Gaaaaaaaa!"

The insect shapes approached suddenly from the side without getting into the hair.

Hii, Fu, Mii... Oh, no! The more ridiculous it is to count, the more numerous!

Knock it down, knock it down, it's gushing!

"Next! Slash! Behind you! Side, me!

"Oh, whoa!

You were coming from behind!

It's hard to tell because these guys have “faint” signs! Attack immediately with your tail.

The armed tail blow is awesome, blowing up twenty alien bodies at once trying to ambush them from behind.

Those who were approaching from the side were being obstructed by Elibel's sorcery.

"Water, Holy King! Two seconds back! Thirty degrees ahead! And magic!

'Ooh! There you go, magic!

Fixed with magic pouring scaffolding collapse due to impact.

Transfer magic to Elibel through the corridor as he skips the slaughter with his nails.

Concurrency is taken by magic at once. But we can still afford it, so are you okay?

Why do I have so much magic?

"All right! -" Three heads of water dragon "!"

Pope water magic “triple-headed water dragon".

A giant dragon of water emanating from Elibel's wand swallows the aliens.

Plus tearing it apart with my nails.

From there, a continuous combo of mud, alchemy and compression flows again.

Me and Elibel, over the past few minutes, had been able to communicate willingly with only a minimal exchange of words.

The furious attacks of which the combination is woven overwhelm both the aliens.

Did the aliens have a thin “will”, and many times in similar hands, they were easily caught.

"Phew..."

"Are you all right?

Elibel's fatigue felt through the corridor.

Unlike when the undead were unrelated to health, Elibel, the current biological, feels properly “fatigued”.

The fatigue you feel is worse than normal, partly because your body isn't familiar yet.

'It's no problem. than that-'

Elibel looks at the aliens without alarm.

Undiminished number of aliens at all. Uronus rains blood, while its numbers increase.

But that's not enough actors to deal with us right now.

Even the opponent must have repeatedly understood that I could not be overwhelmed by the number of Eribel who regained his full strength in the state of general armament and adulthood.

Besides, most of all, I'm concerned about this war situation right now.

See the gibble lying in the corner of the altar.

Are the aliens setting a target for me and Elibel, or no eyes for injured gibbles or Gwives?

That helps.

……

Even if the aliens who hurt Gibble so much, the Dragon King of the Divine Disaster, could not be to this extent.

If you're going to set me up, I think it's time... Hmm?

"Giggy... Giggy..." "Oowo..." "Shoo Shoo..."

"Damn... Gagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagagaga"

The aliens suddenly started acting strange.

And they trembled, and those with their hands held their heads, and were bored to suffer from something.

"This is..."

I remember this phenomenon.

Even in the memory of the gibble you showed me earlier, the aliens slowed down their movements in this way.

And it was only after Gibble was defeated.

'You're here...'

"Oh."

- The true “ability" of the aliens.

That means it was activated.

"Gi............ gi......"

The tremors between the aliens - stop.

"- Giggy, giggy, giggy!!

Next moment - Boom, boom, boom, boom! The bodies of the aliens swell.

to a bigger, more disastrous, more vicious form.

The shades of the body colors, which were even black, are enriched for each individual.

An individual like a jellyfish said it was white, and a kamakiri shaped individual said it was green.

And most importantly, the signs of “magic” and “soul” that had not been felt until earlier could be felt clearly.

"Giggyyyyyyyyy!!! Giggy, giggy, giggy, giggy, giggy, giggy!!"

Raise a voice where the Kamakiri shaped anomaly is neither strange nor screaming.

Other aliens scream to imitate it.

"" Thousand Ice Columns "!"

"Gaaaaaaaaaa!!

Me and Elibel immediately dare attack.

Over a hundred million ice-column storms and swirls of magic descend along with the aliens.

Zdwoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!

The braces swallow the aliens. Elibel's ice column is also hit by all bullets.

Well, what happened?

Smoke clears.

"Gishy!!" "Oooh...... ooh ooh!!" "Sher! Shaggy shaggy shaggy!!!!"

- The anomalies were “intact”.

One scratch, I didn't take it.

Seriously......

Actually, with your eyes, this is a shock.

"Gyoaaaaaaa!!

A large anomaly sticks its hands and feet to the shark from the smoke.

- Quick!

You can't dodge it in time and guard it with arms that are militarized aggressively.

But...

Bachkin!!

Become - I scratched and shattered my armed skin!?

Whoa, whoa! How much power is up there?

"Earth!"

"Damn it! Ha-ha-ha. - Come on, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Decided it wasn't a good idea, I fired the braces at super close range.

In the form of wrapping each arm, release towards the shark shape.

"Gyyyyyyyyy!!

Still, shark-shaped anomalies don't let go by eating their arms.

'- Huh! Gu...... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!

I finally succeeded in pulling away the armed part by forcing it off

Bellon and unarmed possessed meat become exposed.

Damn it... it hurts...

Though possessory, the sensation of this body is shared with the body.

The pain I feel is real. Blocking the pain is hard at times like this, even though you can't help it because you lose your fighting power.

"Gyolululululu......"

The shark-shaped blown out by the brace spews out my armor and glances at this one again.

The body was as intact as it had been earlier.

Even though you bathed my braces super close.

"... I see, again, it's disobedient, the power of these guys"

Elibel shrugs as well as she shrugged at the consequences.

'Well... to be honest, I was half-hearted until I actually saw it...'

I've tried to exclude Gibble's memory, the abilities of the aliens.

It's...

"These guys... they have resistance to our power."

Yes, that's the “ability" of aliens.

Learn the abilities of the opponent you fought against and create “Resistance” to become a "Natural Enemy".

Even me and Gibble's "bulimia" are incredibly fast growing and adaptable enough to become resistant.

I also wondered if I could create any resistance to the invincible 'bulimia' in the first place, but I guess I'll have to admit more than I'm doing in reality.

There's something terrible about it.

Even though it possesses the power of a royal class in its native state, it evolves into an immortality of Uronus and, over time, a life-form specific to its opponent for speeding regeneration.

There is a lot of trouble.

A similar ability to our Gizzy's golem creation, but its level is literally different in dimension.

Honestly, before they did this, I wanted to do something about the aliens, but it's a later festival now that they've evolved.

"Elibel."

"Yeah -" Water Healing ""

The arm injured by Elibel's healing magic is immediately fully healed.

Furthermore, let the armed flesh roll its magic again.

Dramatically improved ability, but no physical load from it, would be the greatest benefit of possession.

Come on, it's the real deal from here.

If they gain “resistance” to their power, they have no choice.

Looks like the time has come to use the "trump card".

Focus your consciousness.

- And that's where I realized.

'-!?

So, this is...

"Elibel!

'- Yeah...... eh'

Elibel must have noticed that too.

The expression looked bitter.

Now that the signs of the aliens' souls have thickened, I understand.

No, to be precise, I was focused on the fight and didn't realize it.

The anomaly created by Uronus was even on the ground.

Damn it! Why didn't you notice this!

Because it's me and Elibel, we can fight it, but the aliens have the power of the Kings class on their own.

Besides, suppose it had evolved enough to be tolerated...

"The Annes... are in danger"

A huge explosion sounded on the ground as if to embody my anxiety.

That's the direction of Farbnil.

Ann... are the unas okay?

Once, on a thought call...

"Earths!"

Elibel's scolding flies at me, driven by anxiety.

'I'm not looking sorry for you. Either way, it doesn't change what you do. Right?'

"But..."

Elibel laughs all the time at me with a pitiful voice.

Believe me, the strength of your family. You must have told me that. '

'- Huh!'

I wake up in Elibel's words.

Oh, you did.

They're my family.

Don't believe me. What are you gonna do?

"Bad, Elibel. He looked pitiful. '

'Fine. I mean, there's no more pity than you usually are. More than that, move exactly as instructed, right? I'm counting on you. "

"- Ahhh!

You're not complimenting me on the first half!?

Well, Elibel's right.

No matter how strong the opponent is, it's up to him to do it.

We can't afford to spin our hands around the ground. We just have to believe in Anne and the others.

Again, I focused my consciousness on the battle in front of me.

- Dokun.

◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

And, as Earth expected, fierce fighting was also taking place on the ground.

In the Imperial Castle Hallway...

"Hyah! We're all killers. Ahhhhhh!

The Mohican sub (real name Subriguez Severn), the leader of the black hyena, is slashed into a potato-shaped anomaly with only one, with an end-of-century shout.

An attack that boasts the power of a general who grants the magic of the Wind Attribute.

It easily cleaves the tartaro-shaped skin - it should have.

But...

- Kick-ass in! And the taro shaped skin played the sword of the sub.

No scratches, hands numb with recoil.

"What do you mean? Why, the attack doesn't work!?

In contrast to Mohican (married), who looks suspicious, the potato type says, "Huh? What, you just attacked me? I didn't realize -" he just gave me a cool look.

I can afford to scratch my body poly with multiple legs.

"Giggle, giggle, giggle!"

Maybe he's laughing.

Stir. Stir.

"Damn it. Awwwwwww!

Attack again.

But...

"Giggie - Giggie!!

The taro mould twists its body and travels fast.

It's not just tough.

The speed has also risen to the difference previously made.

"Brother y, that bastard, something is faster than just now eh...... eh!?

"What's the matter with you? You're different from the one I fought earlier."

"Grunt..."

Black hyena fangs bewildered by sudden abnormal changes.

Don't miss that gap, potato type, set up an assault.

"Giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle!!

The aim is Mohican.

I can't!

"Ah, leader! It's dangerous!"

Pushing through the Mohicans, the tattoo fat gets a potato-shaped assault.

"Oops......!?

Tattoo fat guy with a crushed gut and nodding on the spot spitting blood.

No, should I say that I deserve praise just for keeping the original shape in place, with a decent, resistant, alien assault?

Great flesh for fat people. The fat must have been cushioned.

"De, debuda! Hang on, you son of a bitch! Damn it! The wound is deep!

"Sa, at the end of the day... you wanted me to eat a full meal... to my sister... gak"

That said, the tattoo fat guy (his real name is Debuda Pizzacolua, 22 years old) passed out.

"Damn it. Oh, my God! Debooderaaaaaaaaa!"

"Yance at the enemies of Debuda!

"Do it. Yeah!

Other members attack simultaneously to clear the mindless of their allies (who are not dead).

But the potato mould says, "Come on, you guys. Characters, words and deeds are too thick. I want to be a wuss. Bye!" Just spin your body and play the black hyenas.

He looks like a big potato worm, but his power is king. In addition, it has gained “Resistance” to the Black Hyenas.

There was no way to beat them.

No, should we commend the fact that only five of us fought so far against the King-ranked Demon in the first place?

"Gu... haha..."

A member of the Black Hyena who quickly gets scratched and falls on the spot.

Despair also lingers in Sir Schwein's expression as he watched the situation beside him.

"No... no, no, no..."

"Then, you idiot... what are you doing, Dana... you can just get away with it... Huh!

"Wow, wow, are you telling me to abandon those who descend and run away?!? Wow, wow, I'm a noble nobleman! You couldn't have done it without pride like you were running away from me first!

I wet my face with tears and sniffles, and then my pants were stained too, but I still didn't have a choice: to escape to the pig.

No, the choice is to abandon them, exactly.

Proud adventurers who came to help themselves until they took risks.

How could I abandon them like that?

With the knights, they move their bodies desperately and try to escape as they drag them.

But as if to bruise their scratches, the potato mould approached Sir Schwein.

Blur and saliva drip from the tartaro shaped mouth.

"Ahhh... ahhh... ahhh..."

"Giggy......"

Slowly, the taro mould opens its mouth.

- Death.

That word passes through Sir Schwein's brain.

And - gush, dull noise, sounded, crossed.

◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

In the Imperial Castle courtyard...

Una and Doss also constantly check the situation with their breath.

Wounded self.

A sister with a constant breath.

Eight aliens staring at this one intact.

The situation, clearly, sucks.

"Ha... ha... Dos, are you okay?

"... um, somehow"

At first things went well.

Power was the monsters of kings, but the attack was monotonous, legible, and not the opponent of experienced unas and dos.

But as soon as they changed their appearance, things changed.

Attacks have increased sharply to make it easier to pierce this defense. Speed has increased to such an extent that it is difficult to follow with your eyes, and defenses have become tough enough to render any of their attacks unusable.

Doss opened up to the status quo of nothing but nightmares.

"...... eh"

Breathing on his shoulders, Doss thinks. The art of opening up this situation.

What do I do...?

You want to run away with Berk?

No, it's hard to get away with carrying that giant.

Any reinforcements in the dungeon?

How do we communicate our crisis in a situation where we can't get through a call of thought?

All the rush spreads.

Doss was being hunted down enough to deprive him of his usual sober thoughts.

Is there any way...

"-S! Dos! Stay with me!"

"- Huh!?

"Bigaaaaaa!!

A moment of alarm. Slight disturbance of thought.

A soilworm-shaped anomaly penetrated the gap and approached Doss suddenly.

Damn it. What a dumbass.

"Dos! Come..."

Una is past distance.

Support from magic will not be forthcoming either.

Awkward, shuck, shuck.

"- Wuuuuuuuuuu!

But out of consciousness.

The earthworm-shaped anomaly was blown away by a fist that emerged from behind.

I did that because

"... n, Berk!?

"Who else does it look like...?

Yes, it was Berk who should have fallen hurt to save Doss's predicament.

Una also approached at once.

"Berk, are you okay?

"Phew... I can't say I'm very fine... But I got it right with the Demon Stone. To the extent that I managed to move, I recovered."

Berk explains, rocking an empty sack of demonic stones.

That's all the deep scratches, but the reason for this is a little bit of an accident caused by Ground - no, it's pretty tragic.

But it was a shame for the Unas to be able to move.

If Berk is now able to move voluntarily, the choice widens considerably.

It's not just about protecting it, it's about making it possible for the three of us to cut through this place and leave.

I see hope.

"... Una sister, Berk. Make way with my hands."

"You're going to do that...? Okay, well, I'm going to auxiliary--"

Immediately Doss comes up with an operation to get through this place.

Even though it's scratchy, now that you can use both hands and still afford magic, your chances of success are high.

- That was the arrowhead I thought about.

- Pariiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

"... what's the sound now...?

Una and Berk as well as Dos have a surprising look on their face.

Then now a shard like glass came down in front of Doss.

... What's this?

Countless pieces of glass melt into the air and disappear before they fall to the ground.

Some sorcery...? Did the aliens do this?

I look at them that way, but the aliens are just surprisingly alert to their surroundings.

It wasn't their fault?

So what the hell...?

If I looked up, there was one woman floating in the universe.

A strangely shaped coffin floats around her.

That's...

"... n, Orion... Huh!?

"So why is she here? - Huh!?

That's where Una and Doss were escorted.

Blind Virgin, 'Sacred Cabinet' Orion Curler.

Why is she floating in the sky?

No, where the hell has she been and what she's been doing so far in the first place?

Before I could doubt it, my body moved.

As the coffin that was floating around her disappeared, she followed gravity and fell.

"...... Mmm!

Doss manages to catch Orion while interfering with the aliens.

Orion scratches his fat sweat amazingly and can't say that his complexion is very good.

"... Um, Orion, are you okay?

"Ha... ha... rinse... no..."

What are you apologizing for?

To Doubtful Doss, Orion says.

"... the... maintenance of the Holy Cabinet... is already... wandering... so..."

That said, Orion lost his mind.

What did Orion want to say?

Why did it suddenly disappear in the first place and suddenly appear on this occasion again?

The doubts are endless.

But there's only one thing I know for sure.

I have more luggage.

"... n"

If you're thinking about the situation, throwing it away and running would be the best option.

If the imperial capital is under these circumstances, even if we think about the Continental Conference and the future, where we have abandoned one Orion, I do not think it will have a great impact.

... but for some reason, Dos couldn't get rid of the package.

"... n, really, weird, feeling..."

Eight aliens staring at themselves.

With a mocking voice, the aliens slowly attacked the dos.

There's blood... dancing.

And on the roof of Imperial Castle...

"Uh, this is not good..."

It was the plain looking woman, Lenaloid Reynolds, who pounded and squealed so much.

"What is maz! - I mean, Master Lena! Me, it's time for the limit! If I stay like this, I will die!? I don't care if you help me out a little bit. - Oh, my God!

The cry is vain, and the knight of the witch is swallowed up by a herd of aliens.

Probably not dead.

He's a knight recognized by the Lenaloids, though.

It's not that easy, I'm not going to die.

My arms are bent in a weird direction, half my face is about to crumble, and my guts are popping out a little, but maybe I'll be fine. No problem.

More than that.

Her interest was elsewhere, even as she saw the sight of her own knight being full bogged down by the aliens.

That felt earlier, a sign of soul.

That is...

"Orion's protection of the Sacred Cabinet has been lifted..."

It's bad, and again, she squeaks.

The Virgin's protection of the Sacred Cabinet disappeared.

She understood the meaning correctly.

Orion's "Sacred Cabinet” is called a "lid".

A junction that encloses all malice and calamity.

Because of her power, the damage was done to this extent.

That's crushed now.

"... settle it quickly, Eli. Otherwise... it's going to be tough."

I sweated cold all the time and fixed the glasses.

◇ ◆ ◇ ◆ ◇

And again at the black altar over the imperial capital...

"Earth......"

"I know."

It's time, it'll be good.

I unleash that power that's been kept warm.

I mean, it's not a spare situation.

Elibel agreed, and there's no problem.

"Hahaha! What are you gonna do now? Your attacks don't work on my aliens at all, do they? Don't waste any resistance, will you just let the aliens kill you? I got in the way of my sister and I. Suffer and suffer as much as you can and die in despair."

Uronus' incitement, heard from earlier, is the most wussy.

I guess Elibel agrees.

My temples have been on since earlier.

But I don't care.

Let's go. - Whoa!

"Gishhhhhhhh!"

I activate it against the Kamakiri type that's going in.

Eat, you perverts, and Uronus!

This is my trump card!

"I'll help you“ Yamu "! -" Heavenly Claw ”Huh!!!!

The next moment, the blue treasure balls embedded in my chest glow.

Appearing at the same time are glowing giant hook claws.

Once, Tenryu's chief Yamu showed off Tenryu's ability in my dungeon.

"Olaaaaaaa!!!

I let myself wield the nails of light over a hundred meters in diameter.

Zach! Zach! Zash! and easily mutilate the aliens in front of him.

After all, even if you can stand the power of me and Elibel, this one looks different.

This doesn't make any more sense than the resistance I've created because it's not my power.

Uronus is stunned by the sight.

"Become - stupid! Why!? It would be the lower end, but you, too, would be the same dragon as your sister! But how can Yamu's power... be used by Tenryu!

Yeah, that's a good reaction. Well, if you don't, there's no point in hiding this one either.

I mean, what's the bottom line?

For once, I, the son of that gibble?

Oh, maybe it was sealed for a thousand years, so in the meantime, you don't realize that the ground dragon has perished.

Well, I don't care about that.

Anyway, this is my trump card one.

“The Power of Tenryu."

The crystal of power that Yamu left behind instead of a nuisance fee before when he destroyed my dungeon.

I planted it in this dragon-type possession golem when I left.

Add more magic to the crystals.

"-" Heavenly Wings ”!

In addition, two to four beautiful blue-white and glowing wings grow from the back.

Buckwheat, flap your wings and I'll fly.

Oh, does this feel like flying in the sky?

Fluffy, that's a strange feeling.

Blah, I'm caged in a dungeon. It's an unnecessary force for me, but this time it helped.

"The ground dragon flies through the sky...... so... eh! Don't be ridiculous! You're kidding me. Ahhhhhhhhh! What the hell is that! You are insulting my sister! I'll fucking kill you!

Uronus shivering his body, screaming his resentment of me.

I don't know, the dragon flew.

He's a narrow bastard of values.

There are ants in the world who use swordsmanship, slime stronger than dragons, and perverted undead who have had sex for 10,000 years?

Then even a flying dragon would be fine.

Wings and nails are borrowed.

There is also a limit on the number of times. I can't be alarmed. It doesn't turn into a situation.

By the way, one of them is crossing my back and chanting to activate another trump card.

"WOOOOOOOO!!

With the black altar under his eyes, he goes straight into the air war with the aliens.

The power of the earth dragon, the power of the heavenly dragon, and the power of the wise.

If it all adds up, I'll show you how much power will be created, Dead Dragon Uronus.