We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Guys!"

Mistral holds him and ascends to the sky, shouting to the warriors of the Dragon Nation who struggle on earth and have no wings.

"Looks like the temple is easy to target. Protect the evacuees there!

Around the western fort there was a mix-up of dragons, dragons and demons.

The ground dragons and dragon men who assaulted from behind eat deeply into the Demon Army and defeat the Demon soldiers with overwhelming aggression. However, the situation in the western fort could no longer be repaired.

No matter how hard the Dragons and Dragons struggle, the invasion of demonic armies that are outnumbered cannot be stopped. Not to mention that the demonic army attacked from behind had marched further forward to flee, and a large number of demons had invaded the King's City.

If the fort were alive, we could have stopped the Demon Army, but there's nothing we can do about it because it's disintegrating.

And the demons who broke into the king's city had entered the boulevards and branched sidewalks, and instead of hiding themselves had begun to storm.

As it is, residents lurking in underground evacuation facilities and small temples become more dangerous.

As there is no alternative to what has been broken in, I feel it will be important from now on how to contain the damage done to the residents.

So I made a favor of the Ground Dragon and the Dragon People.

"Oops. A small temple is a bit of a conspicuous stone building, right? Leave it to me!

'What are you talking about? I can see signs of people from underfoot or underground. I wish I could protect the area. "

"Dragon-hearted dragon people there. I'll show you around. Follow me."

Ground dragons roar on the ground. My voice had not reached the Dragon tribe in a remote place, but a dragon-hearted person listened to me from the Dragon tribe and spread the word.

Multiple manoeuvrable ground dragons and dragon tribes escape the conflagration and are scattered throughout the King's City. I checked the condition from above and sighed one relief.

"Leave it to everyone. Everyone is excited to be of service to you. I'm sure it will help. Not only the nation, but the people who live there."

Mistral smiled at me and nodded back.

Kiku, and Mistral's body hugged is as thin as ever. But it's not luxurious. The tight hips go through my core firmly even as I turn my arms.

The scent of grass flowers I had picked tickled my nostrils on the wind. However, it is distorted by the fragrance of nature, and the smell of Mistral is just a little sweet and clean, and I am fascinated.

If it wasn't during the war, I'd just like to hold Mistral tight and enjoy a walk in the sky as long as I can.

"What? It's under my nose."

"Kee, it's my fault!

I don't have a lower heart. That's all true. However, feeling the warmth of Mistral for a long time made me just a little relaxed.

When I let my gaze swim to delude me, Mr. Anemone was swelling his cheeks in the rear and chasing me desperately.

Mistral's flight speed is fast.

Even though you hold me, you haven't been able to follow the other winged dragon tribes even if they're desperate. Hardly Mr. Anemone was just being chased away, and the others had already been pulled far back.

In the already dotted western fortress, everyone in the Dragon Peak Alliance has fought with the Demon Army pushing over and not heading to the Wang Dynasty.

Soil smoke rises and black smoke rises. The flash of the explosion was blinking and magic and dragon tricks were flying.

"Hey, Mistral"

"I wonder what?

Mistral returns in return with his wings gracefully winged.

"Mistrals are stronger than dragon kings, aren't they?

"Yeah. Maybe for once?

"... you're stronger than Ido"

When I squealed, my back was hugged so hard that it was about to smash.

"Ugh!

"You whine like something's in it."

"Kee, it's my fault!

I don't imagine a mistral subjugating a super giant, violent looking Ido by gripping a pitch-black one-handed stick.

It's true!

I'm glad Niemia isn't here...

"Not at all. You are."

A bitter mistral.

But after that. I suddenly dropped altitude and dodged something.

"Shit."

A giant organism passed at high speeds the altitude at which Mistral was flying until a moment ago.

"Here, Lyla!

Mistral screams.

It was Lila who had assaulted me. Or it was Levaria, on which Lyla was riding.

"Chi, no. It's a misunderstanding. Master Levaria can fly faster, so I thought I'd help you."

"Lie to me. I would have tongued you right now!

"Ki, it's my fault"

"Why aren't you so nervous..."

"No, no. I conspired with Lyla. You're playing Revalia, too."

Yes. Lyla and I didn't mean to hit this one.

Lyla's words certainly are, and even Mistral is just no match for Revaria's ability to fly.

But it's too strong.

A little more gentle, please.

Starred by Mistral, Lyla fled. Or Levaria took the distance.

"You guys. I'll see you later."

"Dear Ernea, please help me!

"Don't get me involved."

I was surprised when Mr. Anemone, who was desperately chasing me, opened his eyes wide when I was making a scene over the sky.

"You guys are amazing"

It's unclear what they say is awesome to point to, but I think Mr. Anemone, who is surprised, is right.

Wang Du is in a state of crisis. Everyone is struggling. We were heterogeneous in the midst of it.

But for some reason, the blamed gaze doesn't fly from anywhere. Conversely, you guys, and the flying dragons of the Fei Dragon Knights passing nearby laughed bitterly, letting them in, and the ground dragons blasting off the ground looked up in envy.

Everyone understands. With that body.

Although slightly noisy, Mistral's speed has not dropped at all. Other winged dragon tribes, other than Mr. Anemone, are far rear.

Revaria is also dating Lyla, and when she finds the demons on the ground, she drops the fireball and knocks them down.

I'm not relaxed.

That's how much room we have.

That said, if you're in a hurry, Revaria is still faster. Is Mistral aware of that, too, reaching out to the left hand of Revaria, who is approaching again? I grabbed Revaria with the opposite hand from the one who turned to my waist. Mr. Anemone also grabbed it in Levaria's right hand, without being distracted.

When Mistral and Mr. Anemone confirm that they have been grabbed, Revaria accelerates.

We've been flying at high speeds before, but we're going further up the speed to the Grand Temple.

The dragon people with rear wings were completely left behind.

But I couldn't get there in an instant, even at Levary's speed.

Forward, approaching columns of light.

By the great chant of the witches, the juxtaposition magic stretched out on the Great Temple. That suddenly made a noise like a non-ringing, high bell, smashing and scattering at the end of his sight.

The Junction Act has been broken!

We were flying at full speed while we were making a scene.

But I couldn't make it.

Many inhabitants of the Great Shrine have been evacuated. If the bond protecting it is broken, there will be a large number of victims.

And it's not just residents.

Witches, priests and, more importantly, witch heads, which are the home of the hearts and minds of the people, are put at risk.

At the end of our breathtaking gaze, a magical glow flashed.

Shockwaves rush through the city and buildings around the Great Temple blow up.

Shock waves and blast sounds reach under Revaria, which cuts and flies through the atmosphere.

The shockwave struck me and only for a moment did Levaria's body shake. But without slowing down, he went to the Grand Temple and feathered his wings.

Desperate.

No one thought so.

It looks like the ruler of the sky, Revaria. With a sharpened sensation, I, Mistral and Lyla were aware. Mr. Anemone was also sensitive to the influence of the dragon treasure balls he had lodged in his body.

Big bang like swallowing everything. But the unstoppable power has not reached the Grand Temple.

Shortly after the Great Junction was broken.

Instead there was another force stretched out.

Before heading to the west fort. The chicken dragons rushed ahead to Wang Chengchi. They were arriving at the Grand Temple, and they set the line for powerful dragon art.

A thick and strong wall formed of dragon air surrounded the Great Shrine and its surroundings.

The junction stretched together by the Chicken Dragons specialized in defense protected the Grand Temple and many people who had been sheltering there from the great explosion caused by magic.

And then we go on a counter-attack.

The green glow glistened innumerably on the ground.

I feel like I've got a voice in the air.

"" Dragon Spear Random!

No, no, no. Why are you still in the Great Temple!

Then, I stuck it in the air.

Countless dragon spears blew off smoke. It was scattered in all directions, wiping out the multiple demons that had been slain.

Only their appearance could be clearly recognised from above as the view under their eyes flew so fast that it flowed in a linear fashion.

Someone who goes outside the junction strewn by the chicken dragons and wields a golden sword alongside them.

You can't even make a mistake.

That was a twin princess.

"Damn, you guys. Don't skip dragon tricks on us!

The will of the Chicken Dragon arrives here and we all laugh bitterly. But I didn't have time to laugh bitterly.

Or so many dragon spears flew in our direction.

"Yeah, we'll both be punished later."

I focus my consciousness.

Remember.

Mr. Zildo freely manipulated the dragon spear he unleashed.

The dragon trick unleashed by the twin princesses, but I'm sure I can manipulate it.

As in tuned with Mistral's Dragon Qi. As Luiseine's power was accepted. I'm sure I can manipulate the dragon trick of the twin princesses.

Revaria tries to avoid the flying dragon spear in a hassle.

In Mistral's arms, I strongly recognize the dragon spear that elevated Yuffi's dragon qi to the art of smelting by Nina.

There are no demons in the sky.

Revaria is family.

You're not after us!

Turn.

Fall.

Downpour.

I felt that the dragon qi that gushed out of my body and the dragon qi that was put in the dragon spear were tightly tied together.

"Ernea, are you..."

Mistral was opening his eyes.

I smile at Mistral and turn my gaze to the ground. What we're after is the demons trying to get out of the blind spot.

Manipulate your consciousness to define and direct your aim.

In keeping with his consciousness, the dragon spear changed direction of travel.

The dragon spear that was flying this way pours down to the ground.

All of a sudden, dragon tricks descend from the sky and the demons panic. Shortly afterwards, he was swallowed up by several explosions and perished.

On the ground, the twin princesses looked up at us as if they were surprised as they swung one dragon feng sword at a time.

'Get ourselves out of here. I'm still in trouble. "

Overhead of the Great Square in front of the Great Temple. Low position. Revaria cleverly wings four large and small wings to stagnate.

"Thank you."

"Lila, I'll take care of the sky."

"Yes, you're not coming"

Mistral leaves Levary's hand and gracefully wings himself.

"Oh, thank you"

Mr. Anemone also floats in the sky with his own wings.

For once, Revaria gives off a rough roar. And with Lyla on her back, she went back to the sky.

There was havoc on the ground.

Broken Great Junction. Big explosion that struck right after. When I thought I was protected by a strange force, a giant and terrible flying dragon descended from the sky.

There must have been a lot of people who knew.

He said that the flying flying dragon was actually a vicious flying dragon that shook up the brave and courageous warriors in the heart last summer.

Despair spread to the ground.

But that just disappeared.

Many people who had taken refuge in the Great Temple were looking up into the sky.

The witches gathered for the grand chant were looking up into the sky.

The priests with weapons in their hands were looking up into the sky.

He was watching us.

I was looking at Mr. Anemone.

He gracefully feathered his wings and watched the descending Mistral.

"Goddess......"

Someone blushed.

The goddess of creation says she has beautiful wings.

The golden scales close to silver shined beautifully even under cloudy skies.

A mysterious looking mistral that everyone loves.

Everyone was fascinated by the beautiful figure brought in by the horrible Fei Long.

Mistral moves his wings softly and lands in the square in front of the Great Temple. I get to my feet, too, and leave the Mistral.

Mr. Anemone followed down.

"Mr. Mist! Herneau!"

The people around us were distancing themselves from us as if they had encountered something mysterious. There, the voice of the girl I'm used to hearing.

"Luiseine!"

It was Louiseine, the war witch, who had rushed over the mansion.

"Luiseine, take this"

Mistral and Mr. Anemone hand the grasshoppers they brought to Luiseine.

"So many. Thank you."

"Thank you later. You know what to do, don't you?

"Yes!"

Luiseine gives herbs to other witches who are getting close to something.

A witch would soon find out that this grasshopper is like a herb. Luiseine skipped the unnecessary explanation and immediately returned to Mistral.

"Well, let's go!

"Big magic, I will redeploy the full moon formation!

Clear dragon air gushing from deep inside the Mistral. At the same time, the different digits of power are unleashed and flow into Louiseine's body.

Louiseine closes her eyes and focuses her spirit deeply on her hands with her usual sword.

And with a good voice, he played the eulogy.