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

Superdragon Drasilia produced a dazzling light behind her fangy-grown chin.

The soldiers surrounding the dragon (Drasilia) are targeted by exhalation (braces).

"Metius, here we go. Start collecting all combat data."

Copy that, sage Grecas.

"Lentomia, start supplying the auxiliary engines with magic. Steps one through twenty."

"Yeah!"

On the bridge of the Holy Sword Battleship "Silver (Platinum) in the Ethereal Dome (Fatimart)," I gave instructions early in the arrow succession.

When Metius manipulates the tactical information display (tactics) at hand, he also switches the video of the bridge's magic display device in tandem, collecting information that can be determined by the spectrum of light, such as the dragon's body surface temperature and ambient atmospheric composition.

I will also start analyzing the magic information collected by the "Magic Grid Sensor", which is already stretched throughout the superdragon's appearance area.

"Lord Grey! Why is that? Such a long time... if you don't go help now, those soldiers will be killed!?

Lu stood up in a hurry. I would have always thought I would have seen this sight and gone first to help, if I'd always said everyday that I valued my life.

"... sorry, lu. I can't go now. Bear with me."

"Hey, why not!

"I'm sorry I kept quiet. Actually... in top secret operations (...). I only told some members of the military. But... by the time we get on this ship, that's enough."

Lu and Alberina are the only members of the Bridge who do not know the full extent of the top-secret operation that has already begun (...).

Witch Alberina snorts with a hun at her lack of particular interest.

"O swordsman of cat ears, do not worry. I can't let anybody die... take a good look."

"Lord Jill...?

To the quiet words of the old wizard Sir Apras A. Jill, Lu once again gazed at the sight beyond the magical display device.

There, tens of thousands of troops surrounded the dragon in an "undisturbed" motion, bowing, pointing long spears and swords, and showcasing the sight of daring to challenge a giant dragon.

Brave at first glance, but honestly that just seems reckless.

The appearance of soldiers challenging giant dragons by the unusual even seems to challenge a "desperate" battle with no wins at all.

A wizard who was mixed with the soldiers shoots flaming magic, but is all held back by the strong defensive junction of Superdragon Drasilia, only to scatter a slight spark.

Lu opened his eyes haha there.

"This... is an Israelite soldier..., they're all the same?

"To be precise, the soldier's 'illusion'"

"... nya!

Lu sided the cat ear with a pin.

The next moment.

A warning went off on board and the monitor was stained white.

Super dragon drasilia dow! And he spat out a dazzling brace from his mouth, and shook away the soldiers around him. That was an instant event.

The overflowing soldier evaporated without a trace, followed by a red-hot, boiling surface, a raised surface and a fierce explosion.

Dodo, dodo...! and the ground in the surrounding 100 merte range was swept away like a fan opened, and the earth sand rose high in the sky.

It seems that the peat in the Hikaricamina meadow has burned, and the disastrous red flames erupting from the ground dye the superdragon drasilia.

[Vera, Vera! Behold! Humans...! Cry! Beg for your life! Fear me!...... Vera hahahahahaaaa!

- Brace analysis, thermal collapse from the interior of the surface, caused by ultra-high thermal plasma irradiation of tens of thousands of degrees.

- Decreased junction density... approximately thirty seconds to restore!

Looking at different numbers and graphs, I derive inferences.

"Again, when the braces are irradiated, they break the line..."

"If you irradiate within such a high fever, strong junction, you will burn yourself."

The fairy Metius tells it like it was stunned.

"Right. And... any changes to the urchin on the body surface?

"There isn't."

"Are you not going to release the regioskull group? Again... you're on guard?

His urchin is a soldier who can fly in the sky and scout and attack long-range enemies (...).

Superdragon Drasilia was quite cautious in his resurrection, exploring the inside of this world. I mean, I want to go ahead and release the regiosculls and repeat the reconnaissance.

It was witnessed as a flying mysterious flying object, and was subjected to military air defense nets, as well as nets of investigation by Monoreder and Assistant Scarlet.

The aim is to find the Holy Sword Battleship (...), which constitutes its own greatest threat.

Many of them had flown to Metanostadt, sometimes because of their large population size, but perhaps the aim was to discover and destroy the last of the holy sword battleships hidden somewhere in the world, the silver (platinum) of the Ethereal Dome (Fatimart).

But... I couldn't find it.

So he decided it was "safe," and he finally showed up.

Unlimited prudence, cowardice... cunning dragon.

"But that's why thoughts are easy to read."

So, once again, direct audio (direct voice) from paranormal magic fluctuations once again echoed my head.

Now there's room for mockery.

[- Guerra, Guerra, Guerra! Poor people...! Create a tiny world (...) and escape in...... let's live frightened, trembling, even lost the Holy Sword (...)!? I've forgotten how to fight and I've come a long way to monkey......! Vera, Vera, Vera, Vera, Ella!]

Grabbing the do-o-o-o-o-o, and burning ground with a long front leg, he tries to drag his body further out of the different space gates. I haven't been able to get out of the black marshes where my body is warping with Buyo Buyo.

"That's a lot of words."

Ergonote, who remained silent with his arms around him since he boarded the bridge, opened his mouth as if he had finally cut off his paralysis.

"You totally can afford it. People in this world need to take it."

Alberina laughs in a grumpy mood as she resides in a giraffed glance.

"I haven't noticed this sacred sword... about us."

Sir Apras-a-Jill caressed his beard quietly.

"But don't move until you see through our hands... it's a little harsh on us"

Magic Warrior Captain Valikerius stepped on his feet to exasperate.

"I want you to be a little more patient. This Holy Sword Battleship is a ticket left to the world. From here, watch the battle between the Central Instant Group (Methano) Special Ops Army (Militia) and the Alliance of Willings (...), then watch the plane and fly."

I said quietly to the frustrating face.

"I understand the operation, but if I were you, I'd end it with a holy sword."

Lentomia's opinion is good.

But I thought about this operation, and the head of Operation Chief of Staff (...) Philagalia's views were in agreement.

"So... what if I thought to myself, 'How can I squeeze the feed out of humans to the fullest'?

"Squeeze...... take?

Lentomia frowned and hung the hair on her cheek on her ear with her fingertips.

"The purpose of the superdragon drasilia, which was originally a super ancient magical biological weapon, should have been 'to destroy the other country', not to destroy humans. But at times, he ran wild and destroyed the world. Because we relied on magic fluctuations resulting from negative feelings of human fear and despair for energy for activity."

Eventually, he craved human fear and despair. I guess the result of that desire being linked to a destructive impulse and rampant (overloaded) is the vision of the final war shown in the hangar.

Was one of the survivors searching for feed for a thousand years and wandering in search of this isolated universe? Or maybe he got mixed up and hidden from the start......

"But if I destroy it, I'll lose my bait?

"Yes. As many creatures do. The boundless desire destroys itself. That's why he's been thinking about how efficient it is to safely collect feed."

"I mean, it afflicts humans efficiently... way"

Ergonote roared, and the gaze in the bridge gathered on me.

Stay for a beat and continue.

"To give hope to man, and to plunge from it into the abyss of despair."

"Greg, that means..."

"Let him think he might win and smash it. Flipping from the victory and glory that was in front of me and falling to the bottom. How about that despair and giving up? Ah... this is the best winning drink ever...!

I have a play on purpose, hands wide open, looking up into the sky. Of course it's an act.

"Personality... that sucks"

Lentomia tells me like she's stunned.

"F...... haha! Totally. I repeated to my opponent Filagallia, 'If I were Superdragon Drasilia...' and a virtual enemy (...), simulating the strategy he would have taken. But I realized one thing because of you."

That was a fun experience in a way, but I think my personality like this angel has gotten a little worse.

"I mean, what are you trying to say, Grecas?

Ergonote drinks gokuri.

"He also... Superdragon Drasilia has hidden the ticket (...)."

I turned my gaze across the display to the ugly monster that mixed dragons and people, scratching to get out of the hole.

[Why... why? Not enough......! It's like we're missing something. Ooh!? Humans. Ooh! What's up!? Cry! Scream! Scream... fear... fly?

"Apparently, it's time to realize"

Once again, tens of thousands of soldiers surrounded themselves with undisturbed movements, bows, swords and spears.

The move... is exactly the same as what I just saw.

- Ha! This... this... what...?

"... let me check your head level, too."

[Fantasy, you say it's a fantasy!? You fool me, you humans!

Gofaaaaaaaa! and a tremendous roar of anger showered a powerful brace.

Surrounding ground that explodes, melts and splashes.

But the soldiers also surround themselves with the same movements. Go flat through the burning flames, in an undisturbed motion.

It was all an exquisitely crafted illusion. A high-precision phantom, disguised as breathing, body temperature, and even pulse (...).

Only a group of Isravian wizards can get that out.

[Ooh, nooooooooo, reaaaaaaa!?

Black lightning and aura rose in the sky with all the rage of frenzy. In an attempt to pull your whole body out of the different space gates, your right leg ends up Zuruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu and fell out of the black swamp space.

"Sage Grecas! Brace irradiation interval found! Approximately 180 seconds! No plasma excitation until super hot."

Metius, who was doing the analysis, screamed. I've been waiting for this.

"All right! Operation... move on to phase two! - Ops headquarters! Can you hear me, Chief of Staff!

"Sensitive. The secret line, it's supposed to be asked."

Bhun! and the General Operations Command Headquarters, which was dedicated within Methanostat Castle, were reflected.

There showed officers in military uniforms who rushed off and the eye-sharp faces of Chief of Operations Philagalia.

At a height in the back, there is also the figure of Princess Snoovel dressed in silver armor.

When I lift my glasses with my fingertips, I make a quick stand for crystal ball communication.

"The brace irradiation interval is approximately 180 seconds. During irradiation, the intensity of the junction is halved, until recovery is 30 seconds. Recommend Operational Plan C-2"

"Thank you, Lord Grecas the Wise. Let's have a look there first, our... fight!

Filagalia said so with a face like a machine that pushed and killed his emotions, instructing his men to make an operational decision with finger and arm movements.

As soon as possible, a hasty move began within the Operations Command Headquarters.

On-board monitors began to show successive shifts in battle conditions and operations.

"Oh, it looks like it's started!

"I still don't think it's time for me and the others to turn up!

"Those are the nasty Ji's, not at all"

- Local deployment units, the Isravian Phantom Magic Unit, we're pulling back!

A group of wizards were shown rushing down the underground pit to withdraw. That was less than ten wizards.

They were a phantom magic unit that manipulated the Israeli army.

There was also that old Vermillas, Magic Girl Milica, and that father figure.

"Ooh......! They're safe!

Unexpectedly grate your chest. If I was lucky enough to get caught up in the brace irradiation, it would have been a dangerous mission without a single clue.

It was the magic of fantasy that chanted from a hole dug in the basement that was taking Superdragon Drasilia in his hand. Tens of thousands of troops, even artistic, by pseudo-magic (Nancharte) and statue doubling magic (Bainihuel), swayed away with their retreat.

- CANRUNE, PURUSIA Mixed Magic Brigade, Magic Attack Launched!

- Wide area curse magic (bindia) chanting begins!

As it was replaced, a huge bright white magic formation floated around the superdragon drasilia. Drasilia stops moving, Gigigi, and twists herself.

[Gu...... ohhhhh!? Hey, naginiiiiiii!?

The multiplicity of "magic that seals the motion" is repeatedly chanted, creating synergies like iron chains.

- Iron Pile Cannon, Kamie Hammer Cannon (Kamui Caliber) Unit 1, "Type 3 Ammo" loaded! Coordinate position error correction due to weight difference Okay!... Fire!

Doggooooooooooon! With this kind of earthquake, a giant black arrow was unleashed into the sky.

The firing point was on a small high hill on the western side of Metanostadt. A launch facility was built in the basement.

"Ooh!?

"That's... Metanostadt's iron pile cannon!

Continued