The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

"Then we will run the" Dragon Dance Rite, "the second game. - Here we go!!

At the same time as the signal to start, Feng Long Sopidias spread its big wings and kicked the ground.

Sopidias, winged with all his might without alarm or chronic mind, quickly reaches a height that cannot be reached from the ground. Oh, you're so grown up!

... Is that it? There's gonna be a long-range attack on the hard side. The dragon's gone over there, right? It's stuffed, isn't it?

Reggie, who should have used the eye opener (chantera) to stop the flight, watched in silence until Sopidias went up.

"Let's go"

I wondered if such a voice sounded from above, and the storm blew right after.

Sopidias' release toward the ground is “air," if you tell the entity. But the momentum is tremendous, so much so that Reggie, who avoided the rays and took a great distance, is shrugged away from his body, and a few meters is blown away.

By the way, when dragons grow and become adult dragons, do they acquire the racial trait of dragon braces? So a dragon with some strength is generally sure to think that all of it is like having an eye opening (chantera). Nemesi talk.

This is one of the most powerful species of the Dragon Nation.

Black dragons who once fought are black hot winds that absorb light, ice dragons as much as just now are breathing cold air, and wind dragons Sopidias, who are currently fighting, apparently emit a tremendous thunderstorm.

Frost and ice stretched out on the ground in earlier battles are rolled up and stripped one after the other by storms emanating from above.

In the meantime, Reggie, who had cleverly twisted her body and landed every time her body rose, roughly reached the ground wondering if she had looked up at Sopidias over the sky to think about it for a while.

And at the next moment, a black, glossy crystal spreads through the ground with explosive momentum around Reggie.

"What!?

To that shocking sight, fluttering on the throne, I embarked upon myself with a voice of surprise.

Is that not the ability Jonalpoca was expressing in the mausoleum of the Beast King!? How can Reggie use that!?

You noticed my doubts and upsets, Mr. Nelvia, who was sticking to me right next door, explains to me with a bitter smile.

"After Jonalpoca died, the magic of the Vortex of Demons (Luminite) that he had in his possession was transferred to Reggie. It wasn't until quite a while ago that he realized he had inherited it to his abilities."

The magic of Yonalpoka, to Reggie...?

Speaking of which, with Reggie taking the magic of the Vortex of Demons (Luminite) that Jonalpoka was after first, Jonalpoka had the magic of the rest of the cuss.

Does that mean that Jonalpoca, who was the vessel of its magic, was sucked up by Reggie, who had the same magic that was nearby? Magic moves like that magnet?

If you take your gaze back to Reggie, there's a sight as if countless spears seep out of the black sea that appeared on the ground. Nestled in its center, Reggie's eyes glowed brilliantly golden, as if he had become yet another high-ranking being.

About half of the vast crater was swallowed up by the sea of black crystals, with further movement on the battlefield.

Suddenly, five supermassive columns of black crystal jump out of the black-spangling space to reach a thickness of three meters, hitting Sopidias over the sky at a stifling speed.

But no matter how fast it is, there is just as much distance, and the air is the single-stage of the Fei Long. Sopidias swirled quickly with the momentum to leave behind the green remnants, displaying the impending black crystal spear in stunning cuts.

But when you look back on the ground, you can't see Reggie there.

"... that? Where's Reggie?

"There you are, Master Sephi."

Mr Nervia, who answered just my question, says so and points to a point above.

Then there we saw Reggie just standing down on Sopidias' back.

"What, when!?

"Hehe. I scaffolded that black pillar and climbed away."

Hey, I see... did that black crystal pillar let go as a stepping stone to the sky, not for an attack? If you look closely, black crystal columns also have twig-like crystals growing at equal intervals to catch your feet. You look bold and the art is fine.

But even though it uses the ability to manoeuvre at high speeds, I didn't expect it to reach that sky in an instant...

With that in mind, something strange happened to Sopidias over the sky.

Sopidias, suddenly surprised by the enemy who stepped down behind him, just before he moved out to shake Reggie off his back… the red copper chain that appeared out of nowhere quickly turned the body of the Green Dragon into a geese. Green dragons who can no longer move their wings will have to fall to the ground.

But what doesn't end there is the Battle of the Demons.

Flying off Sopidias' back, Reggie stretches across the sides of a column of black crystals that he just stretched from the ground, lifting his strength all over his body as if it were a bow that squeezed to its limits.

And the anomaly that happens - I wondered if Reggie's little silhouette had swelled up black, and as I saw it, the black crystal covered my entire body.

Reggie kicks the crystal columns that were scaffolding when his arms were covered, his legs were covered and he looked like Iru's wrapped heavy armor.

Reggie's body, unleashed at a bullet-like rate as it were, appears to have swelled up even more explosively in the air, turning into one giant black meteor.

Reggie was super fast enough to burn the black trajectory into space, striking straight into the face of Sopidias as he was trapped in the sacred chain (Grapenil) and falling.

If you wonder if the decent clashing dragon lins and black crystals splashed flashly between each other, it will further increase the speed of the fall as the Sopidias giant rotates violently.

Reggie, on the other hand, who killed momentum due to the clash's recoil, scaffolded them and leaped when he separated the black crystal armor he was creating from his entire body. After returning to the giant columns of the black crystal again, we repeatedly dropped altitude between the columns and the columns, landing on the ground as if nothing had happened.

"I don't know if it's a wind dragon, but you're out of luck poking at me for crowning 'The Wind'."

A few seconds after Reggie's such monologue, Sopidias, slapped to the ground without the art of exchange, will cramp and stop moving with his white eyes peeled. I know the dragon is sturdy, but that still looks awesome painful......

Then, when the black crystal and the holy chain (grapenil) disappeared as I saw them, the referee's Grey Dragon, who seemed to have finally returned to me, rushed to a high voice.

"Shit, winner, beast people!!

There was no dragon clan to speak out in it, even as the referee's proclamation of victors echoed. It's like we're all talking uniformly and just staring at the tragedy in front of us.

Well, the people who are viewed as overwhelmingly vulnerable and the Beasts unilaterally butchered the dragon. That shock would have meant that it was so awesome. Because even I, who believed in the victory of the two of us, am so surprised that "no way so far..."

"Your husband ~ ~!"

Reggie is back at a rate that I feel is faster than when fighting the Wind Dragon. And when I suddenly pause in front of me, I shake my tail all smashed up with a boom and a full look of anticipation.

If I got off the throne and spread my hands "come on," Reggie jumped happily into my chest. My nose is rough.

"All right, well done. I'm surprised you were able to use your black crystal abilities."

"Hehe. I tried to surprise your husband, so I snuck into practice."

That's how I stroked Reggie around with a smile like a day. Reggie is also pleasantly pleased with this.

Then I didn't read such sweet air, and Scarlet Dragon Bogarnia called out.

"O beast man, were you only called a 'disease'? No way. So many abilities. '

"Ugh! I know I'm talking to your husband right now!! Don't interrupt!!

…………

Something abruptly grabbed Reggie's hair as she suddenly began to squeak and rumble.

"Here. You don't talk like that."

"Ah... your husband is terrible..."

Scarlet Dragon Bogarnia and Dragon Girl Venus are a bit of a pull to Reggie, who is happy to say so with her mouth.

... No, Venus looks like you're blushing your feelings cheeks. I understand that I have dealt with many of your mazos so far. This kid is on the sotch side too......!

And she's got some hot gaze at Bogarnia...... ho, what if this?

"I'm next."

When I thought I heard such a grunt, Mr. Rümmyfort, who scolded the characteristic black coat, walks out toward the center of the crater at a grand footing. You are satisfied with the battle of your disciples, Mr. Nelvia and Reggie, whose expression seems somewhere delightful.

Meanwhile, Nargazo, the purple dragon staring at this one in the distance, looked like he was biting his teeth abominably. That should also be because in a situation where this one has already won two, the next contender is the strongest Mr Lümmyfort of the people.

The two of you worked hard not to let me fight, so at the end of the day, Mr. Rümmyfort will make a bash decision.

I was already in the mood of winning and wondering what the three hopes were - what to do. But what reached my ear like that was the thoughtful voice of Scarlet Dragon Bogarnia.

'... the next time, is the Tyrannosaurus glachidelia... If people are the strongest (barbytes), they'll probably be fine, but what happens when they fulfill...'

"Huh? Is your next opponent that strong?

Surprisingly, when I inquired, Bogarnia narrowed her eyes in a spicy way, to say the least, but with some distant eye.

'Speaking of strong, strong. As a pure stand-alone force, even our "Four Heavens”, which divides this mountain range, will burn their hands considerably. And as the name "Tyrannosaurus” suggests, it is terribly ferocious and has difficulties with character. Can you imagine the absurdity of that temperament when it comes to more than that dark dragon Longzalkim'

Dark Dragon Ronzalkim...... I don't even want to imagine anything more than a black dragon that was the supreme pleasure of slaughtering that weak person.

But then wouldn't it be strange to be banished by the Dragon King? How can you stay in this mountain range and even be put into a game like this?

You were anticipating my question, Scarlet Dragon Bogarnia immediately offered me that answer.

"... he is said to be the head of the modern era of" Reverse Scale ". He's like ignoring even the words of the Dragon King, but the backscaled witch...... he's giving this Venus a great fever and only listens to her. So in view of its strength, it is exempt from banishment '

In the wake of Scarlet Dragon Bogarnia's gaze telling that, Venus, a pure white dragon girl, leaned over with a look that seemed complicated.

"What is the modern 'reverse scale'? Isn't that a nickname that refers to that Chattan Dragon for a generation only?

'It is supposed to be. But now we have a custom of calling dragons the most powerful of the Dragon clans of their generation "backscales" and paying attention to their treatment. "

"Well, could it be a backscaled witch...?

When I cast further questions, Bogarnia nods loudly and answers them.

"You know the story of Shartan falling in love with his human daughter in the days of the Divine Age?

"Well, I'm familiar with that area for a reason. So, what exactly is her role?

"In conclusion, one day, when an individual as powerful as the Chattan Dragon was born again, it was created as a control device to hold its reins."

Surprised by that outrageous answer, I accidentally glanced at Venus' complexion. She was laying on her face with a sinking face, holding both hands of pure white. No matter how glamorous you look at it, you don't look proud of your role.

"No way, when a strong dragon was born, you wouldn't say sacrificial roles to make him fall in love and tie him to the Dragon tribe so that he wouldn't ramble or turn back on people... or anything, would you?

'... if you say it without decorating the words, you're exactly right. Until the birth of the Tyrannosaurus Grachidelia, I lived with Venus, supposedly headed by a reverse scale'

When Scarlet Dragon Bogarnia said so, Venus looked like he had the saddest look on his face.

If my account was correct, I'm also convinced of that look. And I could easily imagine that it wasn't going well with the Tyrannosaurus Grakidelia.

"How could Venus have been chosen as a witch? Demons are attracted to strength, aren't they? Then there's something about not liking the other dragon..."

"The dragon species of Venus were born with a very strong regenerative power and will not die unless so much is done. And although the birth rate is low, its characteristics are almost certainly inherited to the child. The devils admire the strong, but in the case of females, individuals with the qualities to bear strong children are equally treasured. It can be sniffed apart by instinct, which is why Venus is loved by the Dragons'

"... animal."

"Besides," white children ”are vulnerable to disease, but they don't inherit there, so it's not much of a problem. Rather, if you are a white child, your racial characteristics will be strengthened, so there is no more mother. In addition, in ordinary individuals, violent dragons lose their lives when they break out, and they fail to do their part. '

... I mean, not that her own personality matters, but that she happens to have a convenient nature, so she's forced to sacrifice herself as a ferocious dragon connoisseur?

Mr. Lulu, also a victim of the clan code, who had heard the story nearby, had an abominable eye.

"As for being treasured by the Dragon Clan, didn't that purple one just bust you out of your mind?

"... the poisonous dragon (Nargazo) guy is in my company. Venus hates me because of my jealousy and inferiority."

Hmm. I'll go above and beyond with my strength and put you to bed, is that something I can't show you enough temper about?

If you're going to say that, there's something I think about Bogarnia in front of you, too.

and then.

The fire escape where we stand, a huge shadow covered its sky.

And as he descended to the center of the crater with a tremendous earthquake, Sole moves his already blood-running, deep-red eyes gleaming around him.

The look, anyway, is huge. Compared to other dragons, the pitch-black giant representing a distorted silhouette looked almost twice as long as Scarlet Dragon Bogarnia, which would be twenty meters long. Just standing down on the ground crushes the ground at your feet and that nail pierces deep.

And a deep red stained backward scaled eye poured out to Mr. Lümmyfort in front of him.

"Temeh is a human being trying to take away this woman of mine!! Don't think you can go home alive, you mutt!!

I said something fissile, but I probably even got blown into that purple dragon's men. If you only listen to Venus, you should also be able to manipulate him by using Venus' name.

"Fuck you, bug Keraaaaaaaa!!

Suddenly a giant right arm shook up, the Tyrannosaurus shook down to Mr. Rhumyfort without any hesitation.

The crushing earth rises as the noises and sounds of the earth are scattered. But against the running of that destruction, Ms Rümmyfort, for some reason, had done nothing to defend or evade it, plunging her body deep into the ground.

"Lew, Mr. Leumyfort!?

Hey... wasn't that dead...!? Yes, no, that's exactly what Mr. Rümmyfort would have avoided, and then deliberately? But maybe the dragon doesn't have an eye opening (chantera) that seals the movement...

As we and the dragons around us breathe suddenly into a situation so abrupt...

"Signal to start."

A whispering, but ringing, whisper echoed Ms Lümmyfort's whining. To that voice, the referee-like Grey Dragon recovers from the shock and returns to me.

But because the offense had already taken place and the game wasn't in that kind of situation anymore, the Grey Dragon had wandered his gaze as confused.

While doing so, the fierce Tyrannosaurus Grakidelia has waved down her giant arms over and over again.

Many times the onslaught, which should no longer be described as an explosion, decided the fire exit, and the fragments were scattered around the perimeter. Soti magically prevented the stone debris flying in this way... but Mr. Rummyfort, who keeps eating that one irresistibly, shouldn't be for free! Hey, are you all right?!? Shouldn't you stop!?

The only thing Venus tried to open his mouth to stop that one-sided storm of destruction was that he could make Tyrannosaurus Grachidelia listen... somehow Mr. Lulu stood up to Venus and controlled it.... Mr. Lulu, why the hell?

It doesn't matter to us that we don't know why we were stopped and are baffled, and Mr. Nelvia and Reggie are also staring into the blast with serious faces.

A series of wild tyrannosaurs stopped for a moment, then a powerful blow was fired from his heavily wielded right arm.

On the ground, even the air shivers to such a blow that the surrounding dragons convey breathtaking signs.

On the clear tip of the soil smoke that could stand in, Ms Lümmyfort, crushed by the giant right arm of the Tyrannosaurus glachidelia, was buried on her back on shattered ground.

Unexpectedly I tried to run to help...... then.

"Signal to start."

One unchanged whisper just now resonates within the fire escape.

Mr. Lümmyfort, who was even thought to be dead if he did poorly, lay on crushed ground without defense, counterattack, or even dodging.

And a third whisper echoed when even the tyrannosaurus Grakidelia opened her eyes, which was also a repeated onslaught equal to the massacre.

"Start, give me a signal."

The referee's Grey Dragon, frightened by the words and trembling all over his body, squeezes his high voice with all his might.

"So, the third game, here we go. Yeah!!

That moment.

At the same time as the signal, a giant like the mountain of Tyrannosaurus Grachidelia was blown away.

I couldn't see at all what had been done in the moment now...... anyway, Mr. Lümmyfort, who had been crushed by the right arm of the Tyrannosaur and had fallen and lay low, disappeared, and in the next moment the Tyrannosaur was flipping along with a severe vibration.

And when Grachidelia, who had fallen unnecessarily, turned her blood-running dragon eye towards Mr. Lümmy Fort...

She had the same faceless expression as usual - but with so much struggle with billivism and space - she pulled out the 'Devil's Sword', which could be synonymous with her, from the inside of her black coat.

"Sword Drawing -" Empty Play Sword (Kusanayuken) Forris Repia ""