We Live in Dragon’s Peak

I was reminded once again of how much the case was about shaking the civilization of the people we were involved in.

Over the fort, the demons break into the king's city. When the horrible demon clan, who looked alien, went beyond the fort, he marched with joy.

In Fei Long's hunting grounds, dragon people and dragon people are fighting for people. But the numbers are overwhelmingly different. Through the attacks of the Dragon and Dragon tribes, the next demon tribe loomed.

We would never have been able to prevent it if we had just been following the case.

If Ernea hadn't moved, the kingdom of Armuad might already have perished.

"Slutton, you don't blur."

Crescio called me from behind and said, "I'm not blurry."

Crescio's curse pours into my sword. Then it becomes a blade of blue light and turns into a few times the original body size.

"Namy, aim for your feet!

"I'll take care of it"

Disease Listeer's instructions by leaving Namy or Remnants behind.

"Gu Ha, sounds like a bit of a pussy"

Five times as likely a giant as his elder. A big, green-skinned ghost waved a golden stick of both hands, bending over to intercept Namy.

"That's rude."

But Namy doesn't go at the foot of the big ghost, he goes around behind his back and targets his neck. A series of cuts struck the Great Ghost's neck, and purple blood flew.

You idiot. You're going after the place you put it in the words!

A ghost with a distorted face in agony looks back exactly in the shape of a ghost. Duranell's breath of darkness was released there.

Big ghost burning his skin with corrosion. I slaughtered him with my giant sword, like a chase, and Listeir caught fire.

But it wasn't a minor scratch, and the Great Ghost laughs.

"Do people attack or something that works? The Dragons make me laugh to this extent."

I can be more convinced than any demon tribe I've ever opposed.

The Great Evil Ghost Yarn.

Surely he was the leader of the demonic army that attacked him from the north?

He gently jumped over the fort wall and broke into this side.

Titan-like body. Creepy green skin. With arms like Marutai, he wields a steel gold bar in a duplex. There's no way I can take that stuff properly.

Even Duranell can't be vigilant and nearer decent.

It was the current situation that stood in the way.

Near us struggling, Elnea's master seemed to wave his sword.

He's turned into a handful of us on Yarn, defeating other demons who've broken in.

It was overwhelming strength.

Sometimes he slashes down demons as gracefully as running water, and sometimes as a rough storm.

"For a retired person, the advanced demon clan is heavy on him"

I don't know what to say, you pushed Yarn on us, but he's stronger than us, no matter what you think.

Well, that is. I think we should be active in a brave line of human crisis.

But this one, I don't see any signs of a definitive turnaround.

Overwhelming Attack by Gold Bar. Green skin does not pass through this blade easily, and the attack is painful.

Listeer also fights to ask how it's going, deciding it's not an occasion to give it all. Around Listhea, the Phoenix of Fire waited for that time to continue to accumulate strength.

Series analyzes the battle carefully at the rear.

Keeli and Inea are alternating magic and assisting us.

There must always be a weak part somewhere, albeit a demon tribe that leads the army. We were trying to figure it out.

Strong winds blow.

If you notice, the thick gray clouds were swirling and thunder was ringing.

Winter storm?

It's called a demonic invasion, it's called a storm, it feels creepy.

I feel like I've just felt signs in the clouds above me, and I tremble.

How about that? Thoughts are backwards. I think so and rebuild the Great Sword.

But as if to mock my thoughts, countless thunders began to descend upon the king's capital and north.

"Stupid...... this is..."

For some reason Yarn glanced up at the sky.

Shortly thereafter. Oh, and the blink of an eye crumbled through. The crescio behind me screams at the continuous roar that went on.

I saw it during the moment I was deprived of my sight.

The thunder that fell from the sky struck with the demons who had crossed the fort aimlessly. And it was also pouring down on Yarn, where many lightning strikes swung gold bars.

Yarn's wild screams echo.

I didn't understand what was going on. However, I feel intuitive that the opportunity has finally come to the offense.

Your vision returns and you check your surroundings.

All the many demons had been defeated. Grandpa looked up at the sky and had a satisfying grin.

The thunder did not fall on us, nor did it fall like rain all over the king's capital.

He was struck by a lightning strike and Yarn was upside down and distressed. The green skin is burnt and cramped.

You idiot. You're swaying two of those gold bars, so you eat lightning strikes intensively!

"All right, now is a great opportunity!

Listeer screams.

Full, the phoenix wings and assimilates with the listeer.

Listeer turns into a flaming incarnation.

Nammy regains her temper. Celis lays down his weapon and leaves in front. Keeli and Inea switched from defensive to offensive.

"We're going, too!

To my roar, Duranell responded with a growl. Crescio pours his natural curse into the Great Sword.

We go to Yarn, which is still painful and dull, and we are all forced to do so.

But then we find out about despair.

The air in Wang Du has changed.

Looking back, a giant "something" appeared in the south of the King's Capital that Yarn and other bean grains wouldn't even think of.

I can't see.

Something does exist, but it's invisible.

The space sways, and incalculable signs come this way, and I can tell that something creepy does "exist".

"Oh, Your Majesty the Demon King"

I learned to be wary of Yarn's words.

That's the demon king...

Not only me, but even the Listeers were stuck with such an overwhelming presence that they were unlikely to be able to fathom it.

But this wasn't the only one.

Looking up ahead.

Another being appeared.

"Female..."

Yes. It was a woman.

A huge woman appeared, similar to the shaky landscape.

"Ki, demon king of giants..."

To Yarn's words, I felt despair.

Two demon kings!?

Impossible.

Even we said we were struggling badly with Yarn, but I can't believe two demon kings appeared on it...

Stand by the murders that attacked people.

Why has the Demons invaded?

Why did the Demon King both show up on the front line?

Know once again the horrors of being a demon clan and despair.

Duranell roared under his feet.

I know. What are you cowering about, inspiring us?

But how am I supposed to get out of that...

Even if we can't do it, can the Dragons do it? So the Dragons can fight it?

Have we come so far that we have to entrust our destiny to another race?

"Don't blur, guys! Our opponent is the ghost in front of us. Let's start with this guy!

Listeer with red lotus flames runs wild.

Somehow he was slashed by a yarn in love, causing the flames to rumble.

Oh, yeah.

I need to clear my eyes first, rather than despair about someone I can't reach.

Two demon kings?

Superior. I'm sure he'll protect us and the rest of us in El Nair.

We are the ones who walk with the brave. I'll move on at all times.

We regained our temper, grabbed the sword, and fixed our gaze on Yarn.

Mr. Elnea. Oh, my God...

While playing the grand chant, I was watching the battle played forward.

I thought it was a rare, self-weighing battle...

You're summoning the demon king!

You didn't hear that, did you?

I heard that if the demon king Kushalillah showed up, the giant demon king would be relative to me. I just figured out later that I don't have the means to contact you, man, it's like you're out. What did you think?

You're summoning me!

What shall we do?

Once the demon kings have fought each other within the king's city, they will not keep it even though it is a great kingdom.

"My daughter. Untie the line for just a moment. The dragon princesses are evacuating."

Mr. Chicken Dragon taught me under his feet. When we broke the line, everyone who was fighting around the property has been evacuated.

"Luiseine, is that..."

Gracefully winged with golden scaly wings close to silver, Mr. Mist descends.

Surrounders who have evacuated, especially grandparents and grandmothers, somehow hold hands to Mr. Mist's beautiful appearance.

I know if you think of God too, but why do you join hands with Mr. Mist? If you worship, you're a goddess.

"So, are you okay..."

"If this happens, I'll just have to leave it to her. We will do everything in our power to maintain our bonds."

"Yes."

In the gap that the junction has broken, you, Ernea, have also evacuated.

I'll hold your head and come here fluttering.

We're the ones who want to hold your head, aren't we?

"Oh, what shall I do? Guys."

The twins approach you, Elnea, as you walk over with your head.

"I don't have a choice. Leave the demon king's opponent to the demon king"

"I don't have a choice. A demon king's opponent is something only a demon king can do."

Dear twins, my God...

Mr. Mist also spoke in a cloudy manner so that everyone in his tribe who had evacuated existence if he showed up, but I can't believe he exposed himself with the Demon King...

The people who heard the twins shook up and even appeared to those who would fall.

"Shit. Trouble."

"Dear Ernea, are you okay!?

Mr. Lyla jumped from above Master Levaria, who had evacuated from the sky, and hugged you, fluffy Ernea.

All the other flying dragons and ground dragons are waiting for us on the inner edge of the junction.

It will put up a defensive junction.

"Hey, Lyla. It's bad."

"I'm replenishing the ingredients, Elnea."

The twins hug you, too, Ernea, to the usual landscape.

Ladies, weigh yourselves...

You looked great, Elnea. Where have you been?

You were a dragon sword dancer, Ernea. You were divine and beautiful.

Would he have noticed?

That the people who have evacuated were fascinated by you, Ernea, who show dance in tune with the performances of the eulogy.

Dance, which I felt more severely than the kamikaze of advanced witches and witch-heads, was giving people absolute relief.

Dragon Sword Dance is heard to be a practical dance to fight. But what about it? Elnea, I feel that your dance someday combines a purity similar to Kagura.

My eyes kept catching.

Elnea, every time you waved the white sword, every time you raised the wooden sword of the spirit tree, a clear dragon chi filled the world.

A wave of dragon qi that spreads gracefully and beautifully, not indiscriminately. It mingled with Mr. Mistral's sacred dragon qi, making the sky shine brighter than a starry sky full of heaven.

From the dragon pulse, strength was gushing up to dance, guiding the demons like dancers.

I was fascinated not only by the people who had evacuated, but also by me.

But what about it?

Elnea, who gets messed up by her big tits and stretches her under her nose, doesn't convey how well she looks.

People around you are stunned by the extra change. Come on, it's time to get yourself right, 'cause I don't know.

"Ernea?"

Mr. Mist next door is aware of the killing.

There is more danger close to you than the demon kings staring out of the junction.

"Chi, it's not. Mistral."

"Well, Nina. They touched my butt."

"I envy you, sister."

"Dear Ernea, you must be tired. I'll give you a hug."

These people, wherever they are, they don't change in any situation, do they?

Smiling or diagrammatically fat...

I will keep an eye on your accomplishments as I resume the grand chant.

Oh. Once I settle down, I'd like to refill the ingredients with you too, Ernea.

The people who have evacuated to a completely different atmosphere outside and within the junction are no longer able to follow.

But on the outside, we were about to move on to a tough situation.

'Come on, I want you to stop taking care of me. The concubine will not be disturbed. "

"I don't want to interfere either, but there are circumstances."

'That's it. Then let's go funny and funny. "

It conveys signs of ringing your throat and throat.

I don't see him, but the signs of Kushalillah, the demon king who does exist, swelled up. And the swinging space changes to the size you look up, and you're stunned.

"Who is the demon king of the little giant?" Come on, show your true nature to your concubine. '

"You fool. Know that it is a mortal act."

Signs of the Titan's Demon King swell up. At the same time, the demon king of the growing giant.

We have finally learned the origin of its name.

A demon king who has also become a giant beyond the mountains.

The relative demon king Kushalillah is also enormous, but the giant demon king, transformed into a size that surpasses it, unleashes immeasurable magic.

The king's capital was ruled by thunderstorms.