We Live in Dragon’s Peak

I'm not fusing with Ares. You can't put any more strain on her.

But that's good.

I don't have to be perfect. [M]

Everyone will be there. He's cooperating with me.

Mistrals and Revaria and everyone else stronger than me are joining forces against the Demons.

Even strong enemies like you can't handle, if you take them down hand in hand, that's fine.

I could afford it enough to think so.

Thanks to everyone for everything.

You don't have to carry it alone.

I can ask you to trust me, too, so that everyone can admire me and rely on me.

Oh, well. and now I realize.

Since the discovery of this disturbance, for some reason, there was no feeling of tension like it was stuffed with cutting feathers. Instead, he felt the careless exhilaration of festival-like chest sounds.

I finally know why.

I was aware of that.

I'm the only one who can do anything to save this battle. [M] I knew I couldn't solve it on my own.

But I have a lot of friends and family.

Everyone reached out to me. Something we can't do alone, but if we all tie hands together, we're sure to do it.

I was so distressed by the fact that I didn't like the idea of personal limits in the Battle of Alta.

Everyone was there, and we were united, so we could work it out.

Again this time, we cannot defeat tens of thousands of demonic armies unless we all work together.

But we can do it.

If we join forces, if we join our hearts, we have nothing against us.

bonding with the family. Trust with your peers. Absolute solidarity is now in place. All we have to do is do everything we can to make it happen. And the end is definitive.

Before leaving the village of Longfeng, all the measures that can be taken have been taken.

Then all you have to do is leave yourself to the flow.

Just move on towards a definitive future.

That's why I didn't get a sense of crisis stuck in my feathers.

Because I trusted everyone.

An exhilaration like a festival is normal.

Because we all challenge each other.

I'm not alone.

As I dance the dragon sword dance, I can sense the signs of the people.

Everyone is struggling everywhere.

I won't be late for the Demons anymore.

Deepen your consciousness and focus on the dragon art of the storm.

You can do everything you can here.

Everyone else will stay even if I run out of strength. [M]

If this happens, we'll have to go on offense at once.

A storm of dragon air winding the vortex tangles up the sensed demon clan.

Pushed and pulled by invisible forces, they attract demons at hand who take distance.

Slash the Werewolf Demons with a white sword. He restrains and wields the demon clan, which unleashes magic in an attempt to resist, with a spiritual tree jar.

The demon clan, drawn to me in the heart of the storm, was swept down.

But the demons, far away, have grabbed onto buildings and plants and resisted.

I haven't forgotten my weight!

Attracting everything, he threatened to destroy and exhaust his surroundings, like in Jortenitos and Demon King's Castle.

So I don't tangle up the extra stuff.

It also suppresses rough winds, controlling them to the extent that they deprive the Demons of their freedom.

But I still have the power to attack.

Fly your consciousness to the whirling cloudy skies.

Grey clouds flow and thunderbolts.

Set a goal.

Sense the magic of the Demon Clan.

From above to directly below, he unleashed the power of the treasure ball with consciousness.

Thunder showers poured across the Wang capital.

Glittering clouds. I thought it was a moment, and a few bands of light poured down into the earth. And the thunderous and swinging air of the bass that resonates.

Tingling, and signs of skin charging.

Demon clan rampaging in a far away place. Demons lurking in places no one has responded to. It drops countless lightning on places in struggle and on the hunting grounds of the northern Feilongs.

In addition, it folds the clean dragon air of Mistral with my dragon air and rains the light.

The dragon air released from the Mistral joins my dragon air over the sky and falls to the ground as the stardust rains.

Rough storm. Heavy thunderstorms. And the rain of divine light spread to the king's capital and its environs.

"Ernea's gonna call a storm."

Flying dragons are saying terrible things as they are poured into the wind over them.

"It's Elnea. The troublesome demons will rise to the sky. Let us perish. '

'No, Master Yugra. Spill on us on earth, too.'

"Whoa, we warcraft will rise."

Everyone is making a scene everywhere.

To meet everyone's expectations, the likely demon clan blew into the sky or drew to the near-field dragon.

It was a strange feeling.

Dragon Qi, dragon pulse and magic, plus the spiritual power that flows slightly from the direction of the dragon forest, reconcile to fill the world.

I was dancing to the great chants of the witches flowing from behind me. [M]

The speed at which dragon sword dance moves and congratulations plays is different.

But for some reason, this was as harmonious as several forces, and became part of the dragon sword dance.

Hit some intermediate-looking demons who have attacked me with courage. But you can't move as you think in front of my will and power to fill the space, and in just a few moments, you became the bait of the white sword.

The treasure balls of the Spirit Tree embedded in the White Sword's Tartare are stable.

The demon king of the giant gave me magic, but I can't feel the curse.

Digital magic is released from the treasure balls, turning them into lightning. If it was about a lower demon race, it had the power to be defeated by lightning strikes alone.

Intensively rain thunderstorms in the direction of the western fort and into the hunting grounds of the Fei Long.

As he was spreading his consciousness, he felt that the Listeers fighting inside the northern fort were struggling.

Though it would be hard just to fight the Great Evil Ghost Yarn and the Demon Clan, it looks like the Demon Clan who broke through the front of the Dragon Peak Alliance is breaking in over the fort and annoying his hands.

A little help.

Gather the thunderous rain inside the northern fort and drop it so it doesn't hit the Listeers.

He shot down the demon clan that crossed the fort and then dropped several shots at Yarn as well.

But with a few steps less powerful than a cursed thunderbolt in full season, I probably haven't been able to defeat it.

But now I hope the Listeers have a little advantage, and I backed them up from behind.

And toward the kings and toward the south, it rained down rain of purification.

From the ruins of the southeast, an army of mainly dead spirits is looming.

The rain of purification is comparable in power to magic for the Necromancer. Besides, Mistral's sober dragon qi seemed to give the Necromancer peace. The dead spirits who received the rain of purification vanished peacefully in their hearts.

Little by little, the demonic momentum is shredded. Conversely, everyone in the Dragon Peak Alliance and soldiers from the Royal Army were enlivened and the situation reversed everywhere.

If we keep pushing through this, we can destroy the Demon Army. For a moment, I truncated the alarm that was just my head.

No. It's not a distraction yet.

It's weird.

I'm too unresponsive.

Demons who show advanced demonic magic and presence are perceived multiple times. The Dragon Nation and the Dragon Kings are playing against each other, and they are all moving on to dominance.

But I can't find the person at the heart.

Neritz, a beast demon general who was leading an impending demon clan from the west, was instantly killed by Ids.

Yarn, the Great Evil Ghost who was commanding the demonic army that attacked him from the north, is fighting the Listeers.

But I can't sense the presence of a demon general, Goldba, who rules the Necromancer army that springs from the ruins of the southeast.

You're not supposed to miss the signs of Goldoba because it's relative once in the kingdom of Yortenitos.

One more thing later.

He disappeared from his own territory and had not found any sign of Kushalila, the demon king whose location had not yet been grasped.

If you weren't in your own country, you'd be in the Expeditionary Army...

As for the Demon King, he should be showing more magic and signs than the advanced Demons.

Yet nowhere in the king's capital, nowhere in the vicinity, had I been able to feel the signs of a demonic king.

Look up at the sky as you dance the dragon sword dance.

Under a gray sky that wraps around creepy. Fei dragons and dragon warriors are flying through the lightning strike.

Nevertheless, Levaria and Master Yugra were flying around endlessly, annihilating the Demons.

Not only I, but even the more sensitive Levaria and Yugra have not been able to sense the presence of the Demon King.

If you discover it, you'll tell me as soon as possible, but there's no sign of it.

"Where is Kushalila the Demon King..."

The world reacted to my whining.

Yeah, no. The space in front of me reacted.

Looking for a concubine? Strange boy. '

My legs stifle at the signs of my hair.

"Strange. Strange. A boy with the magic of the annoying giant Demon King. Why are you looking for a concubine?

Signs alone stopped the dragon sword dance.

"Is that white sword a demon sword?" Who are they? A boy who has the power to make people into people and cross demons. Strange '

The space in front of me swayed.

It's supposed to be shaky. I'm supposed to be shaking, but I can't see its existence.

Sure, there's someone in front of me.

I can't see that someone exists that encloses horrible magic and emits only signs.

I was unconsciously a step backwards.

'Strange boy. Were you looking for a concubine? Death errands, huh?

Instead of words that shook the air, I felt an unfathomable fear in my voice conveyed by mental interference.

"The concubine is Kushalila, the demon king. Let's send death to those who call their concubines in peace. '

With eyes gazed, the shaking space seemed to be in the shape of a person. The right-handed part of the swinging being that is unrecognizable in its eyes moves.

And all of a sudden, a pitch-black sword bent over a distortion I'd seen appeared in my sight.

Soul Spirit Seat. A demon sword that is a testament to the Demon King and takes the lives of those who touch him.

Demon King Kushalila.

Finally, my head recognized its existence.

I felt like they named me earlier, but my head wasn't accepting.

One more step, retreat.

In line with my retreat, the invisible Kushalira leaves a step forward. And set up a pitch-black demon sword.

Scratch an unpleasant sweat all over your body, tremble.

I'm not letting go of the killing spirit like Louis Lara showed me. Yet its mere presence gives a sense of death.

I was in front of the immeasurable horror of the giant demon king.

Lower Demons can defeat without suffering. I don't even expect to lag behind the Intermediate and Above Demons.

I am proud to say that I also have enough strength to fight the Demon General.

But the Demon King was special.

I thought the only thing that was special was the giant demon king.

"Come on, soul spirit seats crave souls. Give that strange soul to your concubine."

Loose, and invisible space that moves, can neither be fought nor resisted.

This is the Demon King. Being in power over numerous horrible demonic tribes.

A pitch-black demon sword is swung up.

I stared at it. [M]

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is a simultaneous attack!

At that time. A girl's decree descended from above.

"Yes, what are you in love with!

"Damn, back off a little bit. I want to take dragon art from the Dragon Clan."

Retrieve me with Revaria's scolding. And following the caution of the chicken dragon, he took a distance with a spatial leap.

Shortly afterwards. Dragon art intensive fire was fired from the sky and the ground.

In an instant, the place where I stood until now was swallowed up by a giant explosion.

The overwhelming dragon clan dragon technique shakes the entire Wang capital.

The spire of the great temple of stone collapsed slightly.

"It's evasion!

But the next order for Lyla was a stuffed one.

By order of Lyla, the Dragons evacuate simultaneously.

Something unseen ran through the sky and the earth of the king's capital.

No shock waves, no roar, the streets collapse away.

I was helped by the Chicken Dragon's bond. [M] However, the eastern side of the Great Temple was instantly abandoned with its current incredible magic.

"Wow. Horrible but preventable '

"Oh, thank you"

'Never mind. Potato boy. The target is the Demon King. If you stay alert, they'll take your soul.'

Chicken dragon's head next door is right. I was in danger, and the Demon King was about to take my soul.

I was overwhelmed by the horrible signs of an unexpected appearance, and the frog in front of the snake was suddenly self-defeated.

"Oh, I was prevented. He got away. The boulders are dragons."

A throat-soaking laugh came through with mental contamination.

"Wow. So it's a boy. How do we defeat this demon king?

"You think you're going to take down the concubine? busty chickens. You're gonna fry it and eat it. '

I'm not a chicken.

The head of a chicken dragon stares at every swinging space.

When I saw the head of the Chicken Dragon, which showed hegemony even with the demon king, I regained my temper.

Not if you're cowering.

I'm horrible, but I'm gonna beat you to it.

Strong re-grip of the white sword and the wooden sword of the spirit tree, staring at the space ahead with a strong gaze.

I can't see the appearance, but I could clearly see only the pitch-black demon sword held by the right-handed part.

"The giant demon king said not to be relative to the demon king Kushalillah. If he shows up, he says he'll deal with him. But there is no such thing as a giant demon king. So we have to do something about it."

I was delayed in realizing that I had no means of communicating with the Titan's Demon King. But there's nothing more I can do about it. I can't get in touch and I don't want to cooperate. But that's why you can't give up winning.

We're the only ones who can defeat the Demon King.

I don't look unusual anymore.

Raise your dragon temper again and take the dragon sword dance stance.

Stretch dragon air all over your body. Dragon air pours into the spirit tree.

Ares is forced to manifest herself and merge with me.

I'm not the one who can win at all costs.

It also sends its own dragon chi to the White Sword.

"I cannot condone those who turn their enemies towards their concubines. You should die and regret it. '

There are flying dragons in the air. Ground dragons on earth.

You perceived only signs, the dragon warriors were beginning to rush from afar.

It's a showdown.

Will our total power prevail, or will the Demon King's local power prevail?

Don't doubt it.

No matter how horrible the opponent is, there is no match for us united.

Even though we are demon kings, let us take them down.

Jiri, and pack an intermission.

Rough dragon air gushing from dragon treasure balls. Ares proper fusion makes it a force of digits and springs up from the inside of the body. Power also overflows from the dragon vein.

The magic is released from the treasures of the Spirit Tree embedded in the treasure of the White Sword.

"... Huh!?

Doron, Doron pulses, and magic overflows from the treasure ball.

"Ahhh!

Thunderbolts played, treasure balls dazzled and immeasurable magic unleashed.

"Ahhh! I knew I was cursed!!

I let go of my white sword. [M]

And with the head of a chicken dragon, evacuate at once.

An unprecedented polar lightning fell to the ground.

"A curse is rude. I told you. Kushalila said I'd deal with him."

It was the demon king of the giant with the same pitch-black demon sword as Kushalilla who emerged from the lightning strike that I thought would crush my eyes.