We Live in Dragon’s Peak

The old dragon looks with interest at the collaboration between Mistral and Luiseine. We also took a step back and watched what happened so we wouldn't get in the way of concentration.

As Mistral's dragon temper swells, the power flowing to Louiseine grows stronger.

Luiseine plays the eulogy deeply closing her eyes while taking in the power from Mistral.

The spell activates the ritual vertigo movement with congratulations and gestures.

The trajectory of light remained from the tip of Luiseine's hands, waving heavily, drawing strange prints in the air.

In time and case, they can also activate spells by omitting both the text or the eulogy and in some cases the spell. However, if the ritual dedicated to the goddess is omitted as such, the power of the activated magic will be drastically reduced.

Luiseine carefully spells the spell.

Is completion approaching or divine overflow from the entire body of Luiseine? It gradually spread to its surroundings, and when it touched the clouds of temper, it began to purify itself like glittering stardust.

Louiseine slowly opens her eyes and raises her hand toward her temper. Then, orientation was born on the divine signs that were overflowing, striking like waves towards the darkness of darkness.

The magic is invisible, but the finished spell is visualized. Light, pale, yellow waves cloud the darkness. The darkness that touched the waves of magic blinked brightly, creating a path ahead of us.

It worked. I'm going to be happy.

I felt helpless when I saw the freshly purified path swallowed up by the ambient curiosity.

On Luiseine's forehead, there was a ball-like sweat erupting.

It's a spell that hasn't been around that long, but Louiseine looks exhausted and bitter.

My mind from Mistral was still flowing to Louiseine, but apparently Louiseine's mental and physical strength ran out first.

I'll rub Louiseine's back with a rough breath on her shoulder.

"Also, I'm sorry. Again......"

"Louiseine, don't push me"

Mistral calls for a halt to Luiseine, who tried to correct his posture with a sword instead of a cane.

"This is not the same size as it was in front of the village of Orta."

Mistral stared at the clouds of temper that covered the tip of the alpine mountain.

Darkness spread across the front full of vision. Far overhead, the blue and white lightning was running through more than time.

"That's right. Thank you. This is too harsh. If it's not powerful enough at all, a new temper will erode from the purified edge."

The clouds of deep temper do not darkly foresee the destination of the precipitation. How far ahead is it going? I don't know how much range is eroded by temper, but even amateurs can tell that this is so slightly beyond what one witch can purify.

"But we can't move on like this"

"Right. I have to think of something..."

Yeah, and we all hold our heads.

If this is the territory of the Dragon King, and it's a hoarding ground for the thoughts of the Dragon clan that ends up raw in the Dragon Cemetery, I wonder if these things have never happened in the past.

Suppose you were regularly struck by such events. If the Alta clan had visited once every few decades to purify it. I think there's some way to open it.

Fu, his gaze moved on the Dragon Feng Sword carried by Yufi and Nina.

Dragon Feng Sword is somehow very compatible with Yufi and Nina. It efficiently absorbs Yuffi's dragon air and when Nina smells it, it sublimes to great dragon art. Is it the characteristic of the Dragon Feng Sword, or is the cooperation between the two excellent?

Maybe both.

Yufi has long been sending dragon chi to Nina. Nina had worked out her dragon qi and was turning it into dragon art. From a time when you don't seem to have that deep knowledge, you were proficient enough to handle the cod dragon technique of dragon spear randomness.

Yufi is good at sending dragon chi to something. Nina excelled at smelting the received power with high precision. And maybe Dragon Feng Sword has the nature to pass through and control Dragon Qi well. Or you should definitely have it. That's why Alta desperately sought after three dragon treasure balls that had not been packed and controlled.

It's time for this.

"Our turn."

Yufi and Nina also noticed, set up the Dragon Feng Sword.

The golden twin swords reflected the light of the sun, which manifested its face from the eastern cloud sea, and were dazzling.

"But does Dragon Feng Sword really give you this temper?

"I certainly doubt that. In the first place, Yuffi and Nina won't be able to use the dragon technique of purification."

"I'll practice now."

"I'll remember now."

"No, no, I can't believe this is happening in time."

"I'm in trouble."

I can dance the Dragon Sword of Purification. But if you want to cover all this cloud of anger, you're going to need me.

Dragon Feng Sword in hand...... Yes. I can't dance with one giant weapon like that big sword in one hand. Yufi and Nina also handled it with a swing in their hands, far from swordsmanship.

"It's an abomination."

"Hate the darkness."

Yufi and Nina waved the Dragon Feng Sword to swell their cheeks in dissatisfaction and clear their depression because the Dragon Feng Sword they erected was unlikely to help.

Yeah, and I hear the wind hanging up.

and at the same time.

The temper ahead that waved the Dragon Feng sword glowed in gold and disappeared.

"Oh?"

Face to face with all.

And Yufi and Nina waved the Dragon Feng sword again.

Grasp firmly with both hands and wave to the horizontal giraffe. Then a cloud of impatience glistened for a moment in gold, and the mist scattered.

Next, swing vertically. Now the darkness of darkness rips, and so many paths can be made into the darkness gap that Luiseine has made.

"The Dragon Feng Sword is the key to reaching the Dragon Altar. Is that what this means?

I made the equivalent of the path Louiseine made exhausted, with only one swing of each of Yufi and Nina.

Look, they just waved their swords, nothing's exhausted.

"Let's do this, then. Yufi and Nina make their way. Louiseine and I will keep putting boundaries around us for what if."

"Me and Lyla are going to deal with this when it comes to danger."

The object was tried and tried several times in a shallow place with a cloud of temper.

Whenever Yufi and Nina wave the Dragon Feng Sword, the road stretches. Still, my temper will soon erode, but if I had stretched the boundaries of magic around me, I could have bought time to the extent that I could run through it.

'Interesting collaboration. Is this their family? "

The old dragon, who watched quietly, nodded as he was impressed when he finally said he was leaving for the back of his temper in earnest.

'Anything that is missing by itself, we can all make up for it. There is one for all of them. It's like a world connected by a dragon pulse. "

"I'm so glad you said that,"

To the parable of the old dragon, we broke our faces.

Some people can't use dragon chi. Some people can't use spirituality. But you're happy that your heart is connected and we can all be wrapped together in one.

"Let's hope for them. Go to the dragon altar and cast this curse on me. And I want our old dragons to regain their peace '

"Yes, I'll take care of it!

We all get in the mood and finally decide to break into the clouds of temper in earnest.

Yufi waves the Dragon Feng sword down from the upper level. The darkness rips and the road appears. Nina waves the Dragon Feng Sword on the horizontal giraffe. The path that had been torn open had widened and the ambience had diminished.

"Let's go!

We run around Luiseine and Mistral.

Priscia was being held by Mistral. Ares is doing her best to float me in the universe.

A path that gradually narrows. Maintain it as Yufi and Nina continue to wave the Dragon Feng Sword. Luiseine's junction delayed the impending darkness, and Niemia's protection blocked me from any sign of disastrousness.

Run on rocks with bad scaffolding. It's a steep slope, but there I ran up all at once letting Dragon Qi and Legal say something.

Looking back, all I can see is darkness anymore. From the side of the run away, the darkness of temper swallowed the path.

Stuck by the junction of Luiseine, he is brilliant as a sparkling stardust. Darkness that glows and disappears golden by the strange power of the Dragon Feng Sword.

Occasionally, a blue and white lightning bolt runs nearby.

Thunder will give you a little control. Thanks to the Demon King. He ran down the path he was born in the darkness, taking care not to thunder on us.

"Mr. Ernea, pay attention to the right!

Louiseine's attention flies.

In the darkness with the worst prospects, Luiseine's dragon's eye can be relied upon.

Nina is in the mood and waves the Dragon Feng Sword to the right. Then, bubbling, through the dark clouds, appeared the face of the rotten dragon clan.

Purple blood erupts and rotten meat squirts on his face. The scales on the neck and torso have peeled off and raised rotten smoke. The rotten dragon, who shreds his soul just to see, glowed red behind his fallen eyes and glanced at this one.

I set up a white sword and a wooden sword of a spirit tree, and Lila holds a two-handed stick of a spirit tree in both hands.

The scope for fighting is narrow. The only area where we can survive is the space where the Luiseine junction extends, the gap that Uffi and Nina cut open. One step into the cloud of anger, and we'll be cursed too.

"Run!"

The rate at which it was a rush turns into a full-blown disease.

Mistral holds Priscia tight and crosses her worst scaffold with a wide leap. Luiseine speaks of the spell "Star Crossing," and with a little float from the surface, proceeds to slip. Yufi and Nina continued to wave the Dragon Feng Sword as they ran desperately.

Me and Lyla, stay away from everyone and meet Rotten Dragon.

The rotten dragon, emerging from the darkness of his temper, had accumulated ever-darker smoke in the back of his throat, pulling his head to gain momentum.

Lila's two-handed stick roars.

A green shining two-handed stick slammed into the front leg of a rotten dragon.

The rotten meat of a rotten dragon can be played along with the dull sound of a rock thrown into the mud. Meat pieces, like solid and liquid intermediate, purple body fluids, and split front legs blow up following the trajectory of a two-handed stick.

Lila's two-handed stick was stunningly slapping and chopping the thick front leg of a rotten dragon.

The head of a rotten dragon with a broken posture goes down.

There, I stabbed the white sword deep.

Stick it in between the eyebrows of a rotten dragon until it reaches the point where it explodes dragon qi. The shock of destruction released from the blade of the White Sword blows the head of a rotten dragon.

Prevent splashing flesh pieces and liquids in your own junction and retreat beside Lyra. Lyla put her hand on my shoulder.

Activate the spatial jump.

In an instant, he disengages from the side of a rotten dragon who lost his head and forelegs. Fly beside the Mistral and run together.

But Rotten Dragon has not been defeated.

Rotten dragons left behind are likely to be swallowed up by the darkness of temper. Along the way, he was starting to regenerate his lost legs and head.

My eyes, which I should not have regenerated yet, felt like they were looking at us firmly.

"Elnea, there's more... Huh!

A voice echoes close to the screams of Louiseine.

"Ugh."

Niemia rang towards the darkness.

The clouds of temper turn to ashes. Behind it, the upper body of a rotten dragon in a posture that was still about to fly turned to ash.

I shudder.

If only the breath of the curse had been exhaled from the tip of my temper.

Remote attacks are too harsh, no matter how much Luiseine is on the early sentry.

"I'll take care of the distance."

"Ernea and Lyla, deal with the approaching rotten dragon!

The rotten dragon that me and Lyla repelled, the rotten dragon that fed Niemia's ashes. That wasn't all.

A low groaning voice echoes from all directions. I heard the sound of the ground and the creepy sound of dragging something heavy.

How many rotten dragons appeared at the end of the road cut open by Yufi and Nina and from outside the boundaries of Luiseine.

No, no, no, it'll be too many!

"Lyla, aim for your feet or face like you just did! Because it's impossible to take them down. As long as we can buy time, we can get away with it!

"Yes. Wow."

Me and Lyla run in separate directions.

Lyla ran forward and was beaten to death by a rotten dragon interrupting her on a slaughtered open road.

I fly backwards and sideways, waving my white sword.

Drop the neck of the Fei Dragon's accomplishment and turn the short-legged rotten dragon crawling through the ground into two truths.

White swords with dragon killing attributes are also extremely effective against rotten dragons. That said, it doesn't stop the roots of my breath. Still delayed regeneration and smothered the rotten dragon.

Lila wraps her dragon chi around the one-handed stick of the spirit tree, blowing up every figure of the rotten dragon as she beats her. Rotten dragons sprinkle rotten meat, sprinkling poisonous blood, blowing away. That's how you secure your way, Lyla.

But splashed pieces of flesh and purple blood, when they fall to the ground, raise the smoke and rot the earth. If you step on the rotten earth, you'll rot all the way here.

My feet run desperately, paying attention to the cobwebs as well.

Jump over the climbing wall with your hands and run through the steep slopes. The stomped rocky ground crumbles and the mistral is about to fall. I can't afford the look on Mistral's face as he manages to jump while maintaining his posture.

Mistral was not the only one who couldn't afford it. Luiseine's face, which continues to use the spell continuously, is pale and leaves Yuffi and Nina with rushing colors. Lila's dragon qi was diminishing while she looked at it every time she waved a two-handed stick.

Yet Rotten Dragon persists in attacking me.

I think the numbers range from seven to ten. But it plays from the side of slashing, beating, and attacking from behind the darkness of temper.

As it is, this one will run out by the time we reach the dragon altar. In the worst case scenario, we could be trapped in a curse, too.

Illusion with the help of a spiritual tree on the first rotten dragon chased from behind. The dragon who lost us is confused. [M]

Next, slay and tear the rotten dragon with a white sword with his head out of the darkness on the left.

I worry about what we should do to this critical situation as we approach the next rotten dragon with a spatial leap.

Rotten Dragon is originally an old dragon. You must be following your instincts before you were cursed and hostile to us for breaking into the dragon's graveyard. I think they're attacking us with a bunch of rotten dragons nearby.

I wish I could just run off to the dragon altar like this, but I don't even know how long the journey is left.

Perhaps we should evacuate here.

If you get Niemia to grow up, you can rise all at once and get out of the clouds of anger.

But when you do.

It will be inevitable for the old dragons in the distance to be blinded by our presence in the vast expanse of the dragon's graveyard.

Once we leave, we'll have to go back to the entrance to the Dragon Cemetery and come this far secretly again.

It would help if you retreated. But from the beginning. But it doesn't change that I don't have the help to get through this. Should we get the old dragons from Dragon Peak to help us here?

During the momentary leap, I put my thoughts around what to do.

Conclusion.

"Guys, retreat once..."

"Whoa!!

I tried to get Niemia to huge, and I lined up next to Mistral.

At that time, with his wild voice, a shadow popped out of the darkness of his temper.

The shadow is momentum, letting the rotten dragon that Lyla blew her head off eat a flying kick.

The rotten dragon that ate the flying kick, what a golden glow to extinguish his whole body.

"Oh, I don't like it. I got vegetables."

And the shadow that kicked Rotten Dragon in, landed lightly for an attractive grin.