We Live in Dragon’s Peak

"Snacks are full"

It sounded cheerful to me, but of course I was the only one who felt that way.

The Devil's Capital instantly enveloped itself in a world of nasal cry.

It was the Epic Warcraft who broke the sky and showed one scale of its appearance.

Even if the dragon clan is bundled with no demon clan to win, there are no hands or feet.

Thousand-handed spider Terru shined bright red eyes behind the crack and set his aim on the earthly prey. And let the countless hands and legs from which the name came descend to the ground.

The thick, long spider legs, each with as much as the torso of a dragon, loom from the dark space of a slice of the sky, and the demons throughout the Devil's Capital flee.

Cry, scream, just go crazy in death.

Unlike the people, the devils who had nothing to believe did not only pray for something.

But Terru targets such deranged or fleeing demons from far overhead and waves a thousand hands down equally.

Terru cleverly stabbed the tip of his nails in the torso of the demons, pulling his hands and legs back and dragging them into the dark space.

Very some advanced demons managed to restore themselves even in this hell-stained demon capital and resisted with all their magic.

Those who magically fight back. Those who flee with all their might. In some cases, there were strong men who showed their willingness to attack me.

But the Demons' scratches ended up in jail.

Terlu's vicious thousand hands are ruthlessly waved down as the targeted demon clan fights back to escape. And feed the demons as they devastate the Devil's Capital.

The demon clan who targeted me is swallowed up by the sea of temper that suddenly appeared beneath his feet, and he refuses the news without even reaching Demon King's Castle.

"Oh no... stupid..."

A bloody gillard from his whole body in despair looks up at the sky shaking and looks down at the Devil's Capital.

"This is happening... can there be..."

At the end of the day, he turned his gaze at me for not swallowing the situation.

Terru's nails were relentlessly attacked by Gilrad as well.

The ability to dazzle or kill signs doesn't even play in front of Teru.

Slip, and the tip of the nail pierces Gilrad's torso.

The pitch-black coat is torn apart and the wand that was in my hand rolls.

Gilrad, who threw up a lump of red blood from his mouth, was dragged straight into the dark space of a slice of the sky.

Terlu waves down a thousand hands and legs mercilessly afterwards.

I saw the Golden Throne at the end of the gradual collapse of Demon King's Castle.

"It was a pleasure. Bye, Mr. Elnea."

"Thank you, Terlu"

"This is where I thank you. Thanks for the rare life, following Evil Dragon"

Did Terru satisfy himself when he attacked the demons throughout the Devil's Capital, pulling all a thousand hands into the dark space? And after smiling as only I could see, I returned the cracks in the sky and disappeared from the sky above the Devil's Capital.

The Devil's Capital, which was in desolation, was abandoned.

Few safe buildings existed in the Devil's Capital after Terru left.

Roads and squares with destructive claw marks. Collapsed buildings.

A thousand hands were waved down to the Demon King's Castle, so it will collapse here and in no time.

I quietly look down on the Devil's Capital from the almost collapsed Castle of Demon King.

At the time I summoned Terlu, I could have expected this to happen.

So I really wanted to end up without calling. If the Demons resist that far, we'll have to fight them thoroughly. If they lick me, I don't know when they'll be after me again.

But did I do a little too much?

Expand your awareness.

Then we were able to capture the life that remained in the abandoned capital.

I have to thank Terlu.

Telulu seems to have targeted only the Demons. Besides, it revolves around superb life.

There were more lives left in the Devil's Capital than I thought.

First, the people who were slaves.

Feel the slaves solidify and tremble in the shadows of a collapsed building or in a pioneered place.

Next, we learn that some of the Demons also survive.

"Hey, Ernea, you're terrible after all."

"Luilara, you're safe!

"Does that mean you were asking that monster to let me attack you, too?

"No, no, I didn't ask you to do that."

"I wonder if it's true. I've been targeted several times, and I've chilled out."

"I really appreciate Louis Lara. You defeated the demons who were hostile in that situation."

"Oh, I just dragged some people into the sea of chi"

From the shadow of the impending collapse of Demon King Castle, a calm Luilara emerged, saying it was difficult with his mouth.

The last person Terru missed. That was Luilara.

"For once, I was telling him about Luilara. It might be good for you, but you shouldn't eat it."

"For once..."

Oh, boy, Louis Lara grinned with a blush on her shoulder.

"Nevertheless, I can't believe you had such a hidden hand. I guess you could have told me.

"'Cause if I told Luilara, she was going to be misused"

If Luirala or the giant Demon King were masterful enough to tailor me to the Demon King, he couldn't have revealed Terru's presence without darkness.

But I'm probably a little sorry for Luilara for all the help she's given me this time.

I'm sorry, Luilara.

And in my heart I apologized.

You've noticed my heart's apology or not, Luilala said, "Ernea, you're my best friend. Well, I'll take a big look at you," he laughed.

That's how I turned my foot on Gilrad's relic.

The cut end of the pitch-black coat and the wand were rolling on the floor.

"Exactly. Thousands of spider opponents didn't seem to be able to help with the feathers all night."

"A feather coat all night?

"About this."

Luilara picked up a lacquered black cloth cut.

"Once upon a time, the Demon King fought a demon who scattered and vandalized his country. In doing so, they say they made a feather coat with magic on the skin peeled from the demon. Always lead those who weave their feathers into the night, inviting those around them into dreams. How legendary is it that those who are imprisoned by dreams wander through eternal nights without being able to recognize the rulers of darkness at night. The point is, a magical feather that can dazzle your opponent with the art of confusion"

"I see. So it didn't make sense to attack what you were seeing."

"That sort of thing"

"What about that wand, then?

What the hell kind of cane did Gilrad not let go of until the end?

I just saw it and I know it's not a regular wand. I feel magic, so you can't go wrong with a magic trick.

Luilala removed the yellow treasure ball attached to the handheld side after taking a closer look at the wand. And crush it with your fingertips.

made a dry noise, the treasure balls smashed.

"Ah. That!

The moment Luilara crushed the treasure ball, the wand changed.

"The Devil's Sword Bielmere. It's a sword in the Devil's Sword."

"You did it. Congratulations, you're a loot."

I'm not interested in the Devil's Sword, so I said it belongs to Luirala.

Louis Lara doesn't seem very happy.

"It's a demon sword, isn't it? Aren't you happy?

Um, swordsman Luilala, I didn't know you were happy to say you got the demon sword of the business.

What's going on here?

"This isn't it."

Saying, Luilala stuck the demon sword forward unconstitutionally.

"Wow!

Shortly after, I was the one who screamed and jumped.

I feel a tingle in my butt and look back in a hurry.

Then the blue tip of the Devil's Sword was emerging from a space of nothing.

What do you mean? And looking back at Louis Lara, the protruding sword tip was disappearing into space.

"Maybe the ability of that demon sword can fly itself into another space?

"I wonder, to be precise, if I will allow myself to cross anywhere. Terrible performance."

"What, I think it's a tremendously dangerous extreme performance!?

I managed to avoid Gilrad's attack. [M] But that's because he had the ability to feel the discomfort of the world. But if I didn't have that ability, I'd freeze my spine just thinking.

If they get the blade out of the blind spot without a sign, it's inevitable if it's normal.

Exactly, I think it's an extremely evil performance such as the Devil's Sword in the Devil's Sword.

But Luilala grinned bitterly as she moaned the Devil's Sword Bielmere over her hand, seemingly uninteresting.

"I want to fight with swordsmanship. With this sword, you don't want an impending meeting or a spark."

"Oh...... You know what?"

Louis Lara wants a sword and a sword fight. Considering that, perhaps the unintentional demon sword Bielmere is indeed a boring dish.

"But it's a famous sword, isn't it? Then why don't we keep it as a reward for this one? I'll never need it, and I won't be able to leave it here."

I don't want it, so leave it and if it's in the hands of some demon clan again, it'll be a hassle.

"Elnea, if you say so."

Luilara also convinced me that she was able to obtain a valuable dish, not for use.

"So, what are we going to do?

Luilara asked as some of the columns collapsed and checked their shaky feet.

So I asked Luilara for one favor.

'Ladies and gentlemen, I want you to listen!

I echoed my voice from the castle of the demon king toward the capital of demons.

I asked Luilara for the magic that Gilrad used to augment her voice.

My voice pours down on the demons and slaves who have taken their lives in the Devil's Capital.

"Yep. Think of it as not next. If you want to target me, my family or my people again in the future, I won't forgive you any more. As you already know, a thousand-handed spider shows up tearing up space wherever you are. Think that targeting us means you have no life anywhere!

This is not a warning to those who have taken their lives in the Devil's Capital. Because they should have already, stained themselves, stained their souls and realized Terru's fear.

My words were directed at the demons of the ambitious who were not present here.

My words will be spread by those who survive.

The tragedy of this demonic capital tells the story that it is not a lie. The words of those who experience fear convey the truth without enveloping it.

That way, no one will come after us recklessly.

I believe so.

Ugh, and a sigh of relief, Luilara muttered in dissatisfaction.

"I wish I could climb up to the Demon King with the help of the Warcraft."

"No, no, that's no!

When the hell will the Luilaras give up my Devil King's Worship?

It's troublesome.

Speaking of trouble, it's time for Demon King's Castle to be in danger.

Some floors began to fall out and the collapse was finally imminent.

But it wasn't me or Luirala who gave the last blow to Demon King Castle.

"Ugh. I was scared!

All the way from the top of the cloud, a giant white peach coloured object descended on me with a lovely voice I was accustomed to hearing.

"Gu. Stop. If you don't stop, it's gonna crumble!

White peach-colored object, again Niemia, rushes in with a rampage.

Luilala was also making her face pull, looking up at the sky.

"I'm scared, I'm scared"

What the hell is Niemia so scared of in tears? Neemia, who had no time to think about it, landed at Demon King's Castle.

When I thought of it, I immediately swung off my luggage on my back and got smaller, dived into my nose, and sifted and shivered.

"You know what? There were legs growing out of the sky."

And there are two soft feelings that hold you in your lower body.

"Frightened."

"No, no, Ares isn't scared, is she? You've played a lot with Terru."

One is Ares, a blonde toddler. He was unassimilating with me, imitating another chestnut girl and hugging her.

"Mnh-mnh, is that Teru?

"That's right. That's Teru the Thousand-Hand Spider."

And I smiled at another toddler, Priscia, and stroked her fluffy head.

Oh, I see.

Niemia and the others were watching Teru's summons from the sky. So this is how Niemia is scared when she sensibly senses the identity of a thousand hand spider.

Priscia, by contrast, is a beast. It must be more intriguing than scary.

Unlike Niemia, you, Priscia, weren't trembling.

I guess the only reason I hugged you was simply because it was nice to see you and me for a long time.

He was held with all his strength with a full grin.

"Elnea, would you like me to explain something to you?"

"Uh-huh."

"It's already been tough up there. Niemia's scared and she can't get off."

"Ugh."

"Mr. Elnea, you're just being sloppy."

"Elnea, you seem to enjoy yourself."

"Yep!

"Dear Ernea, only I can tell you the truth"

"Mr. Lyla?

"Hiya."

And I drew my face to the five beautiful women who stood in an exhausting manner.

"Duh, why is everyone here..."

Nina to Mistral, Luiseine, Lyla and Uffi. It was at the next moment that the floor at my feet, wolfed by the painful gaze of the women and having to make some excuse, finally collapsed, unable to withstand the earlier assault of Niemia.

"Wow!

We fell to be swallowed by the collapsing Castle of the Demon King.

"I can't help it."

It was Lily who came out of my shadow lukewarmly that saved us like that.

"Hey, why even Lily!?

My screams were scratched out by the roar of the collapse.