We Live in Dragon’s Peak

The sky is contaminated with bloody red.

A black cloud of temper flowed at high speeds, and rain began to erode my soul.

"Give me strength... More, more power. Give me more power!!

From the expansive Bartonoir curse faction, infinite gushes of blood, life, resentment, sadness, despair, anger, and such negative elements that have previously been shed in the demonic kingdom.

And the disastrous temper increases in concentration and eventually is absorbed into Luga Dwan.

No, Luga was about to go beyond the realm of the Dragon Nation and re-emerge into this world as a new being.

The flesh, which was originally flexed, has swelled several times more, and the skin has become red and black discolored.

The scales that rise all over the body are pitch-black, absorbing light. Body verses such as elbows and heels (heels) grow crooked horns, and sharp tips look like vicious weapons just that.

The giant wings on the back and the polar, long tails are no longer those of the Dragon Clan.

That's not all.

On both shoulders, the huge, bright red eyes I saw one day were opening my eyes.

Glitter, and Luga's eyes twitching on both shoulders. Even though that's just creepy, bright red eyes absorb more and more of the ambient mood.

That was appearing when Isterisia unleashed the power of the great sceptre of sin that she owned, a demonic eye that devoured life as soon as it was saved!

Moreover, from the hands of Luga's giant dragons, evil claws were stretched long.

Colourful, and creepy glossy nails emit a curse that scratches your soul just because it exists there.

Apparently, you also took in the Big Ghost nails that Risen was equipped with.

And that means...

Again, look at the pitch-black scales that look all over Luga's body.

Strong as a dragon clan, scaled like armor. That too. Maybe it takes in the properties of General Nine Demons' all-body armor.

If you do that, this technique will have to be deactivated or you will have to be alert to long range rays!?

That's what I thought. It was an arrowhead.

"Give me your strength, too!

Luga barked. At the same time, wave your right arm.

That alone unleashed the magic of the Five Articles from his creepy nails.

"Oh, well, it's greed."

What Luga aimed for was Charlotte, the Great Demon Clan of Nine Tails.

And that Charlotte stays smiling, dodging the rays.

"Huh!?

We were stunned.

That Charlotte escaped Luga's attack!?

We are wary of the fact that Charlotte, who was plainly passing on even Mistral's onslaught, moved into evasive action without hesitation.

"I see, is that what you mean"

Charlotte, who dodged the demonic rays of the Five Articles, nods as if she was convinced of something.

"Why did the Baltic Noir, which should have been based in the Far East, cause a disturbance involving this demon tribe? Why did you welcome the Dragon Nation as a comrade? Finally, the point is made. But you seem to have noticed too late..."

Hehe, I'm in trouble. And Charlotte still sees Luga continue to grow, with a smile that won't even make her feel fine dust about how troubled she is going through this period.

"The idea of overthrowing or troubling the true rulers of the Demon Clan was real, wasn't it?

"... oh yeah. Even though it is not your call, those who reign at the top of the Demon Nation for thousands of years are only elements that disrupt world order..."

"But if you're going to say that, so do witches and all that?... Well, I guess it was easier to get my hands on this one than that one."

"Ha, you're right"

No, Luga is reborn into a new threat to the world and will not stop its growth. Charlotte and Bartonoir exchange words before the existence of despair.

"The Dragon Nation has a higher fighting ability than the former, such as the Divine Nation and the Demon Nation. There, further power is given by incorporating elements as ancestral clans by the prohibition. That way you can be beyond your original ancestors, born of natural occurrences like ours?

"In fact, you avoided Luga's magic because you felt threatened"

"Heh heh. You have the dragon people as your vegetarian body, but magic is also handled."

This is my last confirmation.

Charlotte is trying to find out all about Bartonoir's plans.

"Those people who are true rulers of the Demonic Nation are, if you say so, the original ancestors. So, that Dragon Nation, no, should I now say 'Dragon Demon Nation', which combines the properties of the Dragon Nation and the Initial Clan, is your aim to bump that person?

"To be precise, the prohibition of producing that 'dragon demon tribe' is my purpose…"

Bartonoir said, didn't he?

Proof of my life. He said he created a new ban based on spells to leave a sign of walking with someone who was a teacher and his beloved companion.

If you activate the ban, sooner or later the witch will target you. That way, I can't fathom myself with Baltic Noir, which is just getting a little immortal.

So I guess I've given up from the beginning that I can't see the changes in the world produced by the ban until the end.

Bartonoir just wanted to leave a living testimony.

Yes, it's as if the Dragons leave the crystals of their thoughts to future generations.

But Bartonoir's prohibition isn't like bringing benefits like dragon treasure balls.

It's a vicious cancer, wielding despair in the world!

"I wish I could have taken in your soul and power too, if I could..."

"Hehe, I'm sorry for your loss. I'm not that easy to cage, am I?

Why Bartonoir was trying to revive the Great Demon Clan of Nine Tails.

It's a time of need. I mean, isn't it because when demon kings and interrupters like us came out before the ban was ready, we thought we'd use it as a time buyer?

Finally, he was planning to use it as a nutrient for the ban.

"Ha... That doesn't mean everything's exactly as planned. But..."

Bartonoir stared at us, who remained within the spell squad, with weak eyes.

"Instead, we seem to be able to capture interesting elements.... and you are still here in the end. I told you. All remaining life within this party will be absorbed into the banning technique."

But Charlotte has the magic of space transfer, so if you want to escape, you can escape, right? Charlotte, who read my thoughts, put her index finger on her chin in a troubled act.

"The space is isolated, isn't it? Looks like he's been hit in the hand beforehand so he can't get away with it, right?

Something about Revalia is still flying through the sky contaminated by the colour of blood. That means we can move ourselves, but is only a technique like spatial metastasis inhibited?

"If you want to run, you can run. But Luga would easily forgive it, wouldn't she?

Even while Charlotte and Bartonoir were exchanging words, Luga, the dragon demon, continued to grow in disenchantment.

No, it releases a more intense killing spirit than a temper, and it has turned out to be a horrible appearance.

"Come on, I'm done with the long story. Finally, show me your lives..."

Bartonoir, who is honestly applying the restorative technique, stared at me from inside Madeleine's arm.

I take the gaze of my predecessors and turn to Luga again.

"There, you just have to watch. How we smash your plan!

I'm a diseased man.

After all, the art of crossing spaces is inhibited. Even the spatial leap was interrupted by unknown pressure when I tried to activate it.

But space jumping isn't the only thing I can do!

With the dragon-headed leap, I pack my time with Luga at once.

"People name the Great Dragon King. Eh!

Barking Luga.

Wave unconstructively to pay for the featherworm.

"That's because you just saw it!

Jump into Luga's pocket, dodging the magic released from his nails. And flashed the white sword.

No! The sound of a tall metal sound shook the air.

"Knock."

It was my white sword that was played.

White swords with dragon killer attributes, easily slashed and torn whether iron or rock, can't even scratch Luga's scales.

After all, I'm taking in the armor traits of the Nine Demons!

Luga's gigantic body is already comparable to that of the Giants.

Luga, who doesn't even make it slight to my all-powerful blow, reigns as an absolute being.

"Mr. Ernea, Luga's tail comes from the right!

Ugh, the murder weapon strikes from behind Luga as the air crushes.

If you hit it, yeah, a blow fired from the tail of a polar thickness that could be fatal just touching compressed wind pressure.

But Louiseine's prior advice allowed me to avoid it.

Apparently, Louiseine's dragon's eye is still valid.

Luga has been reintroduced as a Dragon Demon, but the original flesh is Dragon Nation. and is made to recognise there.

So now Luga can use dragon tricks and magic?

No, that might not be all.

The prohibition of the Baltic Noir is building the foundations with a spell. And there's no way we're leaving our own spell genealogy behind the bans Baltic Noir inherits as a legacy.

Crescio said, didn't he?

For a spellman, it is his greatest purpose to keep the lines of spells that have been pulsatingly handed down from his ancestors to his descendants.

Then that's what Baltic Noir should be thinking.

If you've made it up with your beloved, it's a shame.

"Ugh..."

Suddenly, there was heavy pressure all over my body.

It's almost crushed, as if he's even in the deep water bottom.

It's not because of the temper that fills the surroundings. Seen, a complex pattern was emerging on Luga's pitch-black scales.

Inside me, Mr. Ares uses the power of the Spirit Tree to counter it. Still, I'm finally able to resist the heavy dull pressure, and I can't beat it.

"Elnea!"

Mistral screams.

Luga's relentless pursuit is imminent against me. A giant dragon's hand waved down to smash me.

"Chi!

"Dear Ernea!

From above, Revaria, with Lyra on board, descended sharply. And as it is, it hits the side of Luga with fierce momentum.

Yup, it sounds harsh. Ruga's giant dragon's hand wears the earth, blushing beside me, unable to react.

The side of Luga, which had been hit by Revaria, was burning.

But even the Red Lotus Flame of Revaria doesn't seem to work, and the flame that licked Luga's epidermis immediately quenches the fire.

In addition, Leveria, who saved my predicament by hitting me, was distressed when she fell to the ground.

"Les, Master Revaria!?

I got hit back when I hit him. Revaria's abdomen had been decided.

The opposite of Luga's hand, which attacked me, was grasped with flesh pieces.

Gucci, and Luga containing pieces of Levary meat in his mouth.

"It's disgusting meat."

And throw up like a revulsion.

"First he takes the neck of the Eight Dragon Kings and lets me know my powers to the fools of Dragon Peak"

Luga looks down at me. The bright red eyes on both shoulders also move to reflect me.

"I won't let you!

There, Wal's been slaughtered.

The dragonized Wall flies like crawling through the surface, looming from behind Luga.

"With Uffi."

"Nina's"

"" Dragon Curse!!

A dragon technique that mimics the figure of a longtorso dragon intertwines and ties all over Luga's body.

"I don't really like magic."

Rarely, Luirala, with his demon sword in his sheath, unleashes magic.

Luga's foot degenerates like a swamp, swallowing a giant luga into the ground as it breaks the scaffold.

But in an instant, everything ends up in jail.

Luga moved slightly. That alone extinguishes the magic of Luirala.

When the surface is originally hard ground on the street, it supports Luga's giant.

The long torso dragon manifested by Ufiria and Nina is easily pulled a thousand times, and Wal, who assaulted from behind, is also bounced back just because Luga waved his wings.

Luga got overwhelming power.

But our predicament didn't stop there.

"Well, let's continue."

"Become!? Charlotte, you......"

Charlotte smiles with a narrower thread.

Conversely, it was Mistral who opened his eyes wide and was stunned.

"'Cause me and you are enemies, right? Come on, if you're distracted, you'll die, won't you? Hehe, hehe."

Say it, Charlotte turned a smile at Mistral, shaking nine tails visualized by immense magic.