Rising from all over the country, the blood tide of the victims.
The trumpets fighting to be wrapped up in it, in which the siege of blood was thin, were naturally sacrificed to me.
Three dragons approaching at low altitude.
He's about to attack the city with his body in order to spare my attack.
Although it is certainly a few steps inferior to a flaming brace, if a feathered dragon storms, the walls and other obstacles paper.
Well, if you stick it in your head, you can see the flaming braces.
In some cases, that would be possible.
"Sanctity, magic! Vigorous, fast railroad! Magic, fire attribute magic! Shadowy, shadowy!
Festival I had been attacked by flames by other dragons.
Naturally, it is an attack that hits the city if avoided.
In contrast, the festival was offset by the magic of fire, while the momentum was sharpened by the fruit of the rapid railway and prevented by the walls of magic.
In the context of fighting dragons, the amplification power of Eckezax is also increasing.
Triple defenses could be multifaceted and received by division.
"Bullet blood, bite fist! Bad blood, silver ghost fist! Strong blood, Stormwind! Shadowy, shadowy! Wang Qi, divine!
On top of that, turn the remaining stature into an attack.
A giant silver wolf sinks into the earth.
It's like jumping into a great ocean plain, such silence only lasts for a moment.
But shortly thereafter a silver bamboo was fired from the earth.
"Eat it up!
The three-headed wolf was even more agile than a low-altitude flying dragon, biting his neck with all the momentum he saw as a meteor.
If a wolf bigger than an elephant devoured his neck, no matter how huge a dragon than a whale was, it would have been enough for a fatal injury.
Pierce the scales, rip the meat, crush the throat, and crush the bones.
That was nothing but the act of ripping off a dragon's long neck.
The dragon's vitality is strong, but if he is beheaded, he will not be spared instant death.
The dragon, which was flying at high speeds and at low altitudes, split from neck to neck and neck to bottom, stalled as it rolled down the ground, hitting the walls of Bathrub and stopping.
The walls are alive and well, though they were to shake a little. Instead, an army of the old world, which was outside the wall, was crushed by its corpse.
"More, more!
The three wolves land on the ground as they are.
And it was fired off the ground without warning, again gaining an overwhelming speed.
It bites the dragons who were spitting flames at me, and it kills them.
Unlike before, it doesn't end in disposables.
One head at a time, he immediately takes his life and strikes at the other.
That was exactly, a clash between a monster and a monster.
"Blood, puppet punch! Misty Blood, Misty Fist!
On the other hand, the festival I return to the city of Batlav, hiding my figure.
I manage to connect to the Splits by puppet fisting and sharing my sight.
Yes, I'm doing something.
Festival I was running out of peaches in my hand. To replenish it, I was returning myself.
"Dear Saiga! Here you go!
"Saiga, I'm ready!
A large number of peaches have been added to the garden of the mansion by Danua.
Some of them are in my bag, and some of them are on my desk to eat right now. At least not a hundred or two.
Waiting on the spot were Happiness and Tsugar.
Seeing that face with his own eyes, not with prediction, I was able to be distracted by the offering.
"Oh, thanks! I'll fly again soon!
Empty, throw away the bag that had the pan peaches in it. On top of that, he was in a great hurry and began to muddle the peaches, and he was even more reborn with his bag.
Be gracious and keep flying again. That was nothing more than just refueling.
Well, now.
I have done image training in advance for this festival.
Image training in this case would be exactly in your mind.
Kill five hundred dragons, four of them.
Besides, I'm especially targeted. No one can help.
What kind of mood would I be in to get to that situation?
Combine the newly added technique with the technique you already remember to create the technique of killing dragons.
Alternatively, combine techniques to protect the city from dragon flames.
Assemble tactics to effectively use Eckezax.
Assemble efficient nourishment and efficient peach replenishment methods.
They are important, of course, but I saw my psyche as a problem.
Anyway, I have to kill more than a hundred people. Keep fighting for as long as you can.
Plus, keep going. You will be able to kill yourself, against the most powerful creature.
Festival I imagined the situation and opened it up.
And it's actually easy.
I mean, why should I do such a shitty thing?
It was hard, painful, difficult, harsh.
Of course, if you change the way you look at it, it's the situation you imagined.
Exactly, I would be a hero. If we survive, I'm sure everyone will admire it.
Of course, there's no wonder you're dead.
Now, Festival I was once the protagonist of the situation I painted.
First, God gave me the power to manipulate all sorts of magic.
On top of that, I mastered almost all the magic.
God created, got the most powerful weapon.
In addition, it also has a large number of MP recovery items with enhanced status.
"Ahhh! Dragons, dragons!
"10,000 years ago, it was a monster who destroyed humans in the Old World!
"You can't win no matter how human beings lift you up, you're so badass you can burn the world down with one head!
"Dragon Slayer!"
"Yikes! Wow, that's a boulder saiga!
"It is the Lord of the mightiest divine sword that God has ever created, while He has given me all manner of temper and blood! That's about right!
'No, thanks to you, I was saved!
Or, well, you can say that's the situation. Festival I am exaggerating and gaining as much strength as I can easily kill dragons. Only three other people in this country would be able to kill.
Well, what a template. At least numerically.
If the other person was stupid, dumb, and only conveniently killed for the festival, that would have made me feel good about killing as paranoid as possible.
Nevertheless, dragons are by no means stupid or dumb, nor are they meant to be conveniently killed by festivities.
They are 'numerical', 'compatible', and lightly murdered by the offering. But still, by natural tactics and readiness, I was overwhelmed by the offering.
I could tell that it was the sacrifice that was killing me, but it was shredded.
Acts with three heads, spits fire while aiming at the city, and learns to deal with my attacks.
He is not a character in a small budget cartoon, but therefore, he moves smartly to avoid narrowing the target.
Festival I imagined such a situation, and I actually did, and I hated it so much.
Clearly, it's not the situation you wanted.
I have the power to kill dragons as easily as I can, and in fact dragons have attacked me, and I am relied upon.
But I didn't really want to kill a dragon.
I just wanted to do something cool, easy, and light that no one else can do no matter how hard they try and say, 'I'm not making a big deal out of it ~'.
I didn't want to fight hard, painful, life-threatening battles.
It was important to have fun. Fun, delightful, honorable, sakuri.
That's the element that mattered most.
"Totally...... he's a fucking kid"
That's exactly the situation right now.
I'm not insulting myself, underestimating me, or letting my anger attack me with short temper.
The strongest creatures are trying to attack themselves with all their might.
Damn, I'm not kidding.
"No, I'm a nasty man. If this guy was the main character, he'd be slapped online."
Eckezacks was silent.
The spiritually stranded festival I was foolish as I fought.
Eckezacks knew that was gas draining.
"If I were you, don't stop reading. It's just so frustrating to talk about him working like that."
It was weakness.
Feast me still surrounded by dragons and still fighting.
The inferiority in him, the feeling that he wanted his opponent to be an idiot, dumb and convenient enemy to him, was weakness and ugliness.
That's what I admitted.
It was an unpleasant job. It was a job I didn't want to do.
If I'm going to keep doing this, that's where I'm going to put my resignation to Bathrub.
Still, it was work.
"I don't think I look good like that...!
It was a job you shouldn't have run away from.
Just because I didn't like it, Festival I didn't throw out my job.
Because I know how much this job means and how many people annoying it is to give up.
"I think I'm good at my nasty work!
I'll work hard for everyone to do the nasty work.
I wasn't the protagonist I wanted to be, but I was a hero enough to be admired.
"I'm done!
Wave the sword.
"You want to get easier or something!
Use magic.
"I'm not looking for an answer that's convenient for me!
Use medicine.
"I am the trump card of the Batlove! Rui Fei, it's me!
Cut.
"Bathrub is a famous Takemen home, as a trace of it!
Do what you have to do, not what you want to do.
If you look at things in a narrow view, you're just being pushed to do something nasty.
Escape nothing, but I will not die. Whether you don't have Eckezacks or throw away the 'onna' around you, you'll be happy for now.
But if you look at it from a wider perspective.
The festival, which has been privileged as a trump card for Batlub, only to say that we can finally contribute to Batlub.
It is the sacrifice of a good citizen of Batlub who has worked hard every day and paid taxes that he does not want to pay, and who has gone easy with the money.
Unlike Rikyo, Chun, and Yamashui.
I don't have such a good life, it's not even the same as Junzo, who made a big contribution.
With generosity, with a heavy burden, but I have never made a sacrificial contribution to Bathrub.
At this point in time, the investment finally made sense.
"I... may or may not be a temple!
Festival I must reward.
To the general public in Bathrub, not just Happiness and the current principals.
I have to think about it all the time, like I don't like it or it's troublesome, and reward them for desperately living their days.
It wasn't in vain that we paid our taxes.
"But I... not Neat!
Hunt for dragons.
Drop the dragon.
Kill the dragon.
Keep doing them to the best of your ability.
No matter how hard and painful, he was doing what was required.
"My strongest, Batlub's strongest! You'll never lose!
It should be noted that there were massive flocks of dragons all around me.
Still, those dragons are definitely dwindling.
The corpse folds outside the city.
And when you see it, the soldiers of Bathrub cheer.
The next owner of our own house is a really amazing man.