The God Slaying Hero and the Seven Covenants

Was it me or Fafnir who leaked a convulsive voice similar to that scream?

A flame surrounded by dark magic unleashed towards the collapsed and liberated ceiling stretched to the sky instead of the ceiling and made a great hole in the gray clouds.

Caught in the aftermath of it, Fafnir falls ill in the air. I desperately eat and bind my teeth to withstand a storm of wild wind while grabbing the scales with all my might to avoid being shaken off its back.

"What the fuck, man?"

"Kwoo!?

Balancing with wide open wings, Fafnir leaves where he was until earlier at once.

Keep your distance, but you don't have time to relax. A similar heat battle is unleashed on the arrow tip, which I thought had finally regrouped, to a laser cannon that had just drilled a big hole in the cloud.

If you avoid winged shelling that is likely to evaporate rather than endure if you touch it, one mountain that was on its extension line collapses with the sound of an explosion.

"You broke the mountain with just one blow!?

"I know."

Fafnir can't even afford to see the sight.

Desperately winged and raised altitude, another shelling. There are some time lags, but with that much power, it's almost a continuous shelling.

While defeating my body and desperately trying not to be shaken down, but with this open distance, there's nothing I can do.

"Can we get closer somehow?!?

"How?"

Alas, Fafnir fired flamebullets as he shelled. This is also a brace powerful enough to destroy the corner of the mountain - but instead of destroying it, it can't weaken momentum in no time, and the flamethrower is destroyed.

"Chi."

Thanks to the momentum of releasing the braces and deviating to the side, the black shelling leads straight through Fafnir and destroys one of the mountains again.

Now it's an active volcano that was sending black smoke up into the gray sky. The mountain collapses with the explosion, from which a scorching lava flows.

"El -"

I wave my right hand toward you and remember that there is no Ermenhilde there.

Oh, shit. Really, I can't do anything without him. I am so reminded that I don't like it, I bite my lips.

"Fafnir."

"I know."

At the same time that I call that name to scream, the king of dragons, who is shown shelling that even lightly pierces and destroys his own flame bullets, accelerates forward - toward the castle of the demon god.

"I want you..."

But that's all the words were.

Are you tired of towing in shelling, big black shadows from the castle...... the black dragons fly up with their big wings winged. The giant was even more gigantic than it was when it encountered in the mountains of dragons. Exactly, the discomfort of a large rock floating in the universe.

Lifting all that giant is an even bigger wing. But you can't float that giant with the power of the wings alone anymore. Probably uses magic, too.

Black...... not just. I don't know why the jade nails and scales peek into that body's savings, but a sign that Ermenhilde is empowering that dragon.

I'm not dressed just to upset me. I've been with you the whole time, so I feel confident that I'm Ermenhilde.

"Hmm. If it's empty, you can't beat it"

"I'm sorry I can't!?

Ignore my words and Fafnir will accelerate further and jump into the black dragon nostalgia. Its mouth opens slightly as it accelerates with its wings a giant that has grown more than once a year ago.

Peeping from it are teeth that shake in the Yangtze. That gradually dwells the burning colour and falls after Fafnir passes like the fire powder is trajectory.

Hold the Spirit Silver (Mithril) sword in your right hand vigorously, without distracting yourself from the black dragon.

Distance at which flamebullets arrive.

Fafnir emits the most gigantic flame out of his mouth ever - a moment sooner than that, the same color of magic light was emitted from the emerald scales all over the black dragon... the emerald colored magic bullet.

That number is better than twenty.

Destroy some of them with flame bullets that were stored in your mouth, but more than ten remain. The flame and magic bullet hit each other. Through the flame, the flash of emerald approached the Red Dragon King.

"Hold on."

Immediately, Fafnir changes direction. If you think you have fallen vertically, cleverly manipulate the wings to keep them horizontal and position them on the verge of clashing to the ground. As it was winged and accelerated, its tail sharpened the ground wide.

Some magic bullets hit the ground and explode.

Still not yet - the four are on their way.

"Four more!!

I'll look back and tell him, but I haven't heard back from Fafnir.

I looked forward too - huge big rock like a mountain right in front of me... a corner of the castle of the demon gods was imminent.

Keep your mouth shut.

Close your mouth as you were told, while Fafnir soars without slowing down his accelerated speed. Kick the walls of the castle with your feet, winged and raised.

The walls of the castle collapse greatly, and one jade magic bullet after another explodes there.

"Don't lick me!!

Fafnir opens his mouth with the castle on his back. At the same time, a huge magic formation is formed that floats before its eyes a geometric figure knitted with crimson magic light.

More gigantic sorcery formations than Fafnille herself emit a flash of burning heat at once - not letting her hair in for a while, and an extra-large flame bullet is emitted from her mouth.

Fortified and accelerated by the magic formation, the flamethrower heads for the black dragon, which also opens its mouth again.

Magic formation knitted with emerald magic light floating in space. The otherwise dazzlingly beautiful magical light instantly turns black and cloudy, turning purple.

"Kuh!?

What was unleashed was a black hotline that destroyed several mountains. That reinforces in the sorcery formation and bumps into each other with Fafnir's flamebullets.

It's not a level of explosion or shock.

The aftermath of the collision determines the earth, and the exploded air blows the dragon giant like a leaf. Nor is it a matter of eating and tying teeth to endure.

I can only desperately see Fafnir with both hands, not knowing what state I am in right now.

The fafnir spreads its wings as it is blown away.

It should have been a moment, but a lifetime of fatigue erodes you. He said he was just grabbing it, but his breath was so messed up that he was dying.

"Fafnir, are you okay?

"- Hmm."

Worried voices, they don't even give back light mouths. Does it mean that the situation is so serious?

Turning the gaze forward, the black dragon has not moved from the previous location without one scratch. Is it something like a breeze from that dragon when you say it was all that shock?

They show off before they feel an overwhelming difference in strength.

Across the castle of the demon god, the red and black dragons relate. However, in just a few matches, this one was close to full creation.

"Range"

"... What's up, Fafnir!?

At the next moment, the winged fafnir is pulled by gravity and falls to the ground. At the same time, a pitch-black hotline burned down directly above.

The only way to destroy even a corner of the castle of the demon god in a straight line is to destroy it - a reminder of when you fought Naifer.

Fafnir, who avoided the hotline, spreads his wings and skies the ground rinse. Scratch the sight of the black dragon with the castle as a shield.

"Ermen, can you get Hilde back?

…………

I was unable to respond to the words in an aggressive manner.

Oh, my God. Will my voice reach Elmen Hilde? In the first place, how can a black dragon use him when he was born as my weapon?

I don't even know that, but it's not easy to say...

But a black dragon caught Fafnir as he moved to fly over the castle of the demon god while I was so worried.

From above, a small flame pours down like rain. It explodes and chooses the ground when it touches the earth, even though it is said to be so small that it can only be considered a fire powder compared to the giant flame bullets and hotlines of earlier times.

To escape the range of flaming rain, Fafnir accelerates as he flies low enough for his feet to touch the ground. The gravel rises in the momentum, grabbing the coat (cape) that is hanging over under the influence of acceleration with his hand to shield his face.

The Spirit Silver (Mithril) sword that should have been in my hand had dropped at some point. Probably when Fafnir unleashed his full flame shell earlier.

"Range, get Elmen Hilde back."

The voice pushes me on the back.

I don't have a sword on hand anymore. I already have - the only way for me to fight is to get him back. Yes, I think strongly.

"Fafnir"

"Oh."

"Take me to him."

"Leave it to me."

At the same time as I said, Fafnir rammed into the wall of the castle, which was right next to him. A strip of walls collapses in chains around a giant body, pouring down on me on my back.

Soon after exhaling relief that no huge debris had fortunately fallen, Fafnir destroyed the surrounding area with flamethrows (braces), winged and raised in the castle.

Immediately, a jade magic bullet was fired into the floor where Fafnir was until just now, exploding. Keep it up, then the pitch-black hotline burns down the corner of the castle.

I can't even afford to worry about Soichi and the Francesca ladies.

Every time we continue straight to the upper level of the castle, the downstairs are destroyed by a black hotline. Soichi Da...... I guess he stayed to stop my people. Without even looking to see the demons burned to death by black flames, Fafnir made his way to the top floor at once with flamebullets to move.

- Don't die.

"You're the one."

And when you hit the stone wall and destroy it all at once, you jump into the sky. Fragments poured down to the ground, before our eyes - there was a giant black dragon a little further ahead.

Fafnir growls and eats into a black dragon like a rocky mountain. Chew off the scales with the emerald colour floating on them, claw them, tear them apart. There is blood and a black dragon raises its voice. But that's still far from painful to say.

Still, when Fafnir devoured and stormed desperately, he began to move to shake it off as if he thought it was a hassle.

Desperately conveys Fafnir's scales and moves to the black dragon to avoid being shaken down by earthquake-like swings.

Fafnir felt me move to the black dragon. When Fafnir gets more violent and eats a thousand pieces of meat, he throws it away, puts on a scratch in front of him and releases a flamethrower.

Explosion and screaming. And then the black dragon stares at Fafnir as he breaks the balance.

Roaring, up.

The roar of the eardrums about to tear is as much as it makes even the mountains in the distance tremble.

I'm just asking right around the corner, and I'm going crazy. Still desperately conveys scales and moves the back of a black dragon.

Fafnir takes the distance. Relative to the black dragon from the front. To keep me from understanding that I'm here, I challenge an enemy I can't fathom from the front.

"Run."

I was about to cry.

I decided to fight.

No matter how many sacrifices you make, when you fight, when you win, you decide.

But still. Still. Still...

…………

Here, speak up and Fafnir's efforts will be wasted.

I know.

I understand.

So keep your mouth shut, move as fast as you can for a minute or even a second.

A cloudy purple sorcery floated in front of the black dragon.

At the same time, I was able to travel to the side of the emerald scale.

Touch the scale.

"... ermenhilde"

Call that name.

The name given by Astraela. It was long and hard to call, so - I decided to call it short.

That feels more intimate. You look like one of us. Sounds like we're close.

So I called it short.

"El... here we are"

No response.

I can't reach my voice.

Hold your fist.

Striking the emerald scales with all his might even hurt the core of the bone.

"Wake up, El!!

Moments, the flashes of pitch-black flash.

Fafnir fell to the ground, screaming - looking at me.

Don't expect so much. Please don't.

That's what I want to say. But... I don't have time to talk about it. I'm not qualified. I can only fight a lot of people at the expense of my people, and I, at least - at least, have to live up to expectations.

Many, many, many times. Beat the emerald scales.

"El!!

Not yet. Still alive.

Fafnir, I'm sure Soichi and the Francesca ladies headed underground.

He's alive. He's not dead. Not yet, we can still make it...

"-El!!