The elegant daily routine of sage Grecas - here we go with a lovely 'Sage Hall' life!

- That's the dragon of doom, Chanvaldo Dj Drasilia!

In the distance, the dragon itself is shaped, but when we approach it, we know it's as if it's something else.

I have bat-like feathers on my back, but it's obvious I'm not flying in the air. Perhaps a huge crystal-like organ that grows all over its back creates a force field that blocks gravity to achieve aerial levitation.

[Doom... man...] Peace and sobriety, the end of doom... embrace it]

"In the brain...... directly!?

The melody of a mad song of doom, echoed from hate and cold mockery, frozen hell (Coquitos), pours into my head.

He remembers his glare and collapses into the chills and discomforts that showered his whole body with curses and demonic eyes.

[All resistance is... pointless. Quiet, accept death.]

All the countless spherical organs (...) that line the dragon's face with bumps are "eyes". The eyes, the eyes, the eyeballs, and the eyeballs that were moving apart in all directions pointed at me simultaneously.

"Ugh, guh...!

"Sage Grecas! Hey, hey, oh!?

Gaba......! and on the open mouth, several layers of fangs grew bishly, and a bright white ultra-high temperature plasma light sphere swirled behind the mouth.

Spitting a brace at me, the red and black turbulence slid through my body and poured down to the surface.

The forest burned under his eyes and rose from the ground to the ground. The villages are swallowed by a sea of bright red magma, and countless lives disappear without skill.

"Oh, sage Grecas! What a horrible sight...!

"Meti, don't leave! They're going to take my heart."

Even a moment of distraction makes me feel like I'm about to be drunk by despair. I squeezed my hand so hard that blood seeped through me.

- Can you fight such enemies?!?

Goooooo! And a huge herd of dragons passed me and Metius over the head.

"Ku......!?

Its size was different. I don't know exactly, but there's more than three times as good a dragon as the footage I was shown in the castle.

Probably 1000 Merte...... no, it's bigger than that.

- This is the ultimate growing "complete body"!

That's what makes it dozens or hundreds of swarms to cover the sky.

A black giant, wondering if the mountains were flying, showers the surface with shadow and death braces.

When I noticed, I saw a black cloud covering the surface, as I followed behind a herd of dragons.

It was a square-dragon-shaped flock of organisms I called "regiosculls".

Scales peel off from all over his body, turning one after the other into a soldier organism called regioscull (...), flying around like a black cloud around a giant dragon.

Tens of thousands of flocks flock to the remaining burnt villages and towers of advanced magical civilization, towers as high as you've never seen, and countless "flying ships" that have begun to float in the sky to escape, quickly destroying them. Hell of a picture of the snort shout was there.

"This...... The dimension of power... is too different"

I couldn't hold back the fear that gushed from the depths of my body. Apply a single beard so that it collapses.

But everything is illusion.

Cold metal scaffolding is still here.

- Can you win... to this.

If the dragon that destroyed the old world is resurrected, it will beat us...

Faria in Manuferno and Lu in Lentomia. And Ergonote.

The faces of their companions, who will challenge any enemy without fear, see the visions of Plum, Hemperoza, Iola, and the loved ones who must be protected, disappearing into flames.

"Mind you... hold on, sage Grecas!

Fairy Metius slaps his cheek desperately.

"Oh, oh... yes"

I suppose so.

I don't know what to do!

I'm about to be swallowed up in despair, scratching my feet desperately. I wonder if it's something I'll give up yet, put my strength into my trembling feet, and stand up.

"Greg, hold on -!

"There's a weasel! Together the whole time... Come on!

Thoughts poured in through the spreading magic (shrub garden) wrapped around my waist. Are you there for me?

You can't just give up.

"- I'm not going. Whoa, whoa!

I peeled my body off the ground as heavy as lead. With temper, stand.

That's when my voice sounded.

'- That's right. Never give up'

"Sage Grecas! Oh, give me that!

"... my voice...!?

"Despair is the root of the life of the dragon of doom, the power source of drive (reactor). Grief and mourning are their food!

As his voice grew stronger, a strip of golden light shone from the gap of the black-dyed sky.

It illuminated the dragons in a few ways.

The movement of countless monsters stops.

And the clouds broke and spread in circles, the next moment.

The light converged and the columns of light pierced the body of the giant dragon one after the other.

[Gogga...... ah! Ahh!? Are you going to turn your teeth...... Warella...... to God......!

The light pours down like rain.

When the dragon swells like a balloon from the inside, it explodes wrapped in a light sphere and disappears.

"Oh, whoa!?

"Sage Grecas, in the sky......! The sword (...)...!

Dancing in the Ethereal Dome was a silver sword.

That number is sixteen.

Exactly magnificent enough to be called "Heavenly Army". The giant sword, the sacred silver, is also wrapped in brilliance, radiating light from the tip and shooting away the dragon, sometimes chopping itself into dragons like a sword.

It was a holy sword (...) fleet (...) flying endlessly around the blue sky.

'If you wish to save the world, stand and take your sword! Only those who have shown courage and hope for the future will be eligible to manipulate the glory of the Millennium Empire (Southern Pedia), the crystal of magical wisdom, the Holy Sword Battleship (...) - the silver (platinum) of the Ethereal Dome (Fatimart)'

A woman was seen standing at the tip of a huge sword that appeared to be a flagship.

He was a warrior princess (Kusa Hime) of extraordinary beauty, with long golden hair and blue eyes, covered with white and shining armor.

"What inherits the blood of my Metia Stallicana! That's the activator of the Holy Sword. '

"Sage Grecas, that one... Me...?

The princess on the holy sword looked a lot like Metius and Snuvel.

Two melons, I suppose.

…… Right. "

He says that only the blood factor (...), or those who inherit it it, which is pulsatingly passed down to the royal family, can move this holy sword.

I'm not royal, but I use fairies with their activators (...) as part of my magic.

"Oh well... you mean that!

More "voice" echoes in my brain. With the voice, a slight remnants of the video were played back with the disturbed video.

"This is... of history... Continued!?

- We won the battle... 80% of the surface was lost.

- This star... disappears.

- Drinking in nothingness. Dimensional collapse cannot be stopped.

It was a dark "nothingness" with nothing looming from the surroundings to the end of the battle world.

The bodies of countless giant dragons that have fallen to the surface, as well as the city that has perished, the black space that swallows everything, swallows everything and causes it to disappear.

- - That's...! Darkness, or nothingness, that crumbled the library junction!

I could see that only part of the star's surface remained like an island only marginally intact. In the land left behind, people waited for the hour of doom. No, numerous subspecies, warcraft, and countless creatures flee into the land left behind.

- Then! We sixteen holy knights, let us sever the "world" with all remaining power.

- Now is the time for the secret magic that only passes on to the royal family, the magic of world modification (rebuilder)! Let me dedicate my life as a catalyst… let us create a new Universe (...) and entrust it there.

The eight remaining sword-shaped aerial battleships pierced the surface one after the other.

A circularly pierced sword raised a huge demonic formation as it collapsed the hull.

At the heart of a world like Kojima was a holy sword (...) that seemed to be under construction.

Eventually, a radiant domed space was created, encompassing the remaining earth and the surviving creatures. And the next moment, neglected and disappeared from the surface of the planet where the collapse began.

- An isolated and quiet universe.

- A new world created.

- Live. Hope and… with the future.

Reaching out in the phantom, there, something cold touched.

Blunt silver light, metallic...... outer shell.

There was a giant sword.

"I... have arrived..."

"Yeah, sage Grecas!

When I realized, the illusion was gone.

I crossed a path like 20 Merte's.

"Grey!

"Stand tight!

"Are you all right!? It seemed painful......!

Looking back, Hemperoza in Pram and Fiftis in Lu were there to support us by asking about the harrassment.

I was weak and waved back.

When I noticed, the silver light was converging and glittering in my hand.

A tactical information display (tactics) brings up a screen that has never been seen before.

"The sword... magic on me...!?

The Tactical Information Display (Tactics) window unfolds with intense momentum, adding some sort of control formula.

Automatic installation of control magic against me with permission and approval, instantly understood that.

- Complete. Delegation of authority completed.

This is what was noted there.

"Silver (platinum) vessel 17 in the Ethereal Dome (Fatimart). entrusted to the future of an isolated (...) world (Titio)... is the last holy sword '

"I entrusted it to the future... Sword, huh?"

Bishun............! And there was a sound, and the hatch of the silver (platinum) bridge of the Ethereal Dome (Fatimart) opened its mouth.

"Sage Grecas... it's open!

"Oh boy, you've had a little trouble"

"A little... you're amazing. I've just seen such a huge sword, and normally I wouldn't understand what this is...! Even more so, it was easy to survive the terrible trials of illusion! They let you know the truth about the world!? It should be very normal and unbearable. My heart will be taken and I will be crushed."

Metius took a breath of surprise.

"Maybe so."

"It could be..."

Looks like Metius is worried about me the other way around too much room. I lift up my glasses so hard, hun... make me laugh.

"Think about it… I've seen several similar stories (...) in the former world."

"The original...... world?

"Ah. It may have been a made story called animation or game, but thanks to it, it would be a super magic weapon (...), but it would be an aerial battleship (...), but it would be accepted as a 'concept' and understandable. Doom and despair are the creatures of feeding? If you don't give up, the hero will win. I'm the same... you can't lose."

Looking back, Pram and Hemperoza, as well as Larna to Lu, were clapping and waving.

"Stupid... you're a man, sage Grecas"

"Well."

Fairy Metius was blinking her blue eyes, but eventually when she sat down on my shoulder, she smiled as if relieved.

Continued