We Live in Dragon’s Peak

Demons are really strange creatures. Like us, there are many types of people, beasts and plants that deviate greatly from their unique appearance due to race and ecology and that are difficult to describe.

I thought it was a beautiful flower, or the roots were like animal tentacles. You look like you don't know if your whole body is flush or individual. And like a demon called a dirt snake, you have a long torso like a snake, and the head has no eyes, ears, or nose, and the tip of a round barrel cracks straight next to it, and that's the mouth.

Of course, if it is a demon called a dirt snake, it looks similar with these characteristics, and the demons called earthlings and rock dolls, each have a similar appearance. But it still doesn't change having a different look from us.

That should be it, too.

We've learned so much about demons in our previous experience.

Demons are evil creatures that are inferior to demons and create distortions in the world. And demons also become inferior creatures of horrible beings such as demon kings and evil tribes.

It's such a monster that when we follow the source, we get to the distortions of the world, but it was also an ecosystem that we needed for our lives.

Defeat demons to gain Demon Crystals of various attributes.

Demonic crystal stones are the nucleus of demons and the source of demon life.

We start fires and purify water with magic crystal stones that can be removed from demons.

Evil Nation, the enemy of the world. People's lives are supported by demonic crystal stones left by demons located at their ends.

Really, demons are strange creatures.

But no matter how useful the Demon Crystal Stone is, it still makes no difference that Demons are enemies of people.

The dirt snake is also an abominable demon who attacked people and ate a man's brother.

"Come on, call me!

I stand in the middle of the street provoking demons who have fled beneath the ground.

Although it is not the white sword and the wooden sword of the spirit tree that were familiar to both hands, it does not lag behind the kind of demons that appear throughout the city.

Sharpen your spirit and read the signs around you.

First, I feel the signs of the neighbors.

Indoors, breath lurking family. People watching from upstairs and high places, on wild horses.

Looks like the man you just helped was able to evacuate high on his own.

Apparently, we're the only ones around that have feet on the outdoor ground.

Next, he turned his consciousness to his feet.

The earth snake is lurking in the ground assimilated to the ground.

From underfoot, vague signs were coming.

But I can't identify a clear location. That's the trait of a dirt snake lurking in the ground, and that's why it's hard to beat and easy to get attacked.

Still, I keep my consciousness around as long as I miss even the slightest variation.

And he sensibly sensed the movement of the dirt snake.

"Lady Mary, look out below!

"Ha, ha, no!

Mary, who replied, jumps.

No, you're not!

"E, Dear Ernea. Something's coming up from the ground."

From beside what I'm saying, Lady Mary jumped again.

Madeleine and the trembling girl, who are healing women by the side, also shake themselves vertically.

Apparently, the dirt snake has been attacking to break the Mary-like junction from the ground.

"Mary, focus, lest the junction be destroyed"

"Yes, witch-head!

Mary focuses her consciousness on trying to maintain the bond while withstanding the vibrations that thrust from the ground.

"Yeah, why are you going that way?"

I step on the estate.

In the middle of the road, instead of me standing without a bond, why would a dirt snake target the Marys protected by a strong bond?

I can't read the intentions of a dirt snake. Moreover, the fact that the dirt snake is at the feet of the Marys means that no attack can be launched from here.

Because if you want to defeat a dirt snake with a powerful dragon technique, you'll even get involved with the Marys.

"Ah. Right!

I think so much and finally realize.

"The Groundsnake decided that the Marys were easier to target than me standing defenseless."

I waited to lure the dirt snake away without setting a line. [M] However, he concentrated his consciousness and distracted himself so that he could release dragon art at any time.

The dirt snake felt my signs. And instead of attacking me, you decided it was better to destroy Mary's boundaries and attack the people inside.

"It's because I was showing extra signs."

I recall.

Two days ago, we just spoke in a moss square in the Dragon Forest.

Intimidating or pointing killing or intimidation at those who make no sense is a waste of effort. The release of the temper that doesn't translate into surgery is also a futile act if you stick it up.

So the more masters you become, the less unnecessary releases of mind and signs of diffusion will cease, he said.

I mean, right now I'm letting go of signs without meaning, and the dirt snakes are on guard and not coming after us.

Then I suppress my signs.

It's a treat for me right now to erase the signs. But we have to erase the signs so completely that the dirt snake can't feel them.

I'm the bait. You have to make me think I'm easier to target and more edible than the Marys in the world. [M]

Besides, suppressing the signs is not enough.

Because we have to defeat the dirt snake we caught and rescue the man who said he was eaten.

The earth snake has a thoroughly cracked mouth at the tip of its barrel torso. But I don't have teeth lined up in that mouth. That means the man that he was eaten should have been swallowed whole.

So it's possible we can still help men out if we hurry.

Still, it's a battle with time.

The more time passes, the less likely a man is to survive.

Come on, not if we're stalling the situation here!

I look ahead as I suppress the signs.

How, defeat the dirt snake.

Containing the signs is tantamount to holding back the power, or dragon qi.

If you do, attacking a dirt snake, like you did earlier, might damage your temper.

So how do we ensure that we stop the dirt snake...

Second, a chicken dragon appeared in the corner of my gaze.

Chicken dragon surgery is also able to continue due to the continuous concentration of consciousness.

"This is it!

And then I came up with it.

Yeah, you're not. I remember my beginnings.

What I was thinking when I was meditating on the lawn at Master Madeleine's home.

Dragon art basics. What is dragon technique? Recall that again.

Dragon technique is the technique of using dragon qi to embody the phenomenon conceived by the operator.

If you want to destroy your goal, smell the art of exploding. It can look like a dragon spear because the shape of a spear manifests its aggressiveness and the dragon symbolizes destruction.

And the look of my chicken dragon technique is meant to keep the opponent alert, if it's meant to be. Because you wouldn't think that the technique of looking like a chicken would inflict debilitation on your enemies or restore allies.

I chose to look like a chicken to keep my opponent alert. [M] Later (later) it improved to look like a chicken dragon, but the basics still remain the same.

But it doesn't fit the status quo, does it?

I want to defeat the dirt snake. I want to save a man. Yet, in the art of chicken dragons, instead of defeating dirt snakes, even men cannot be rescued.

What's more, because I maintain my chicken dragon technique, the dirt snake doesn't show up while diving into the ground.

No matter how cute the chicken dragon technique looks, it would be a terrible chunk with a strong dragon temper if you looked from a dirt snake reading the signs.

Then I'll sharpen my consciousness even further.

"As long as I and the Chicken Dragon technique are connected, the Groundsnake will not target me with vigilance. Then you just have to disconnect it!

That said, it's not easy.

The Chicken Dragon technique is contoured because it is constantly connected with me to compensate for dragon qi, and it shows a chicken dragon-like movement. If that connection is cut off, not only will the authentic movement be compromised, but even the contours may not be maintained.

But I remember. [M]

"Even the brave Listeir was embodied in a spell. Then I'm sure I can do it!

With the Holy Sword of Fire, Brave Listener. He was not only letting the curse be converted into the appearance of a phoenix, he was letting it act like it was real. Moreover, it was usually used as a source of curse in times of need by detaching it from itself and allowing it to exist.

It's similar to my chicken dragon technique, isn't it? Then I should be able to make a chicken dragon exist independently, like a phoenix in Listhea.

Because dragon art is the art of embodying the thoughts of an operator.

And make Sleighsta's old words rumble (solder).

"Strong power dwells in the eyes"

Sharpen away the wasted power, and the power full of the inner surface, is concentrated in the eyes. And old Sleighsta told me.

Eyes look at the world. Recognize the phenomenon to be reflected and define the way the world is.

So I think those with demonic eyes enforce their fearful powers only with their gaze.

Then I'll try.

First, give the chunk in the shape of a chicken dragon wandering at your feet as much dragon air as you need. And disconnect from consciousness.

The Chicken Dragon, who lost his connection to me, stopped moving perfectly. However, thanks to the pre-filled thoughtful dragon qi, the shape is retained.

Next, I consciously block the forces and signs that I was releasing in vain.

Turn your consciousness to the dragon qi that flows through your whole body without neighborhood.

A rough dragon, gushing from a dragon jewel. A tremendous force drawn from the dragon vein. Until now, I have unconsciously released the aftermath of such forces into my body, maintaining inner harmony.

But as always, we're just alerted by dirt snakes. If you do poorly, you may be disgusted by my signs and the dirt snake may escape.

To avoid that, I unconsciously suppress dragon qi and signs that are emitted into the inside of my body.

A dragon's air that runs all over your body and is smelled. Dark enough to visualize, the dragon will overflow from me. It consciously returns to the inside of the body again.

The power that overflows with the liberation of the Dragon Treasure Ball and the power of the aftermath that could not be released mix intricately inside me.

"Knock..."

I can't believe how hard and painful it is to put your strength inside.

I realize the load is more than I thought.

And think.

I wonder how much power I've wasted. [M]

But to put it another way, the power I was wasting is my margin, and if I can contain this power correctly and manipulate it freely, I'm sure I can achieve more than ever, right?

Then I'll make sure I run out of my powers for nothing!

While I manage to contain my rough forces inside my body, I move on to the next stage.

Waste of power is contained. Next time, we have to contain the signs.

If I'm a sign like an ordinary man with no philosophy whatsoever, even a dirt snake should be after me standing defenseless in the middle of the street, not Mary-like inside the junction.

Erasing the signs is a gift.

Calm your mind and calm your spirit.

Breathe and drain the extra force.

Come on, we're almost ready.

I'm sure the average person just sees the signs less, just a young man.

But the dirt snake still didn't aim at me, at the Marys in the junction.

"After all, the chicken dragon exists."

No matter how much I suppress the signs, with a powerful mass of dragon air at my feet, it makes no sense.

Then we'll get into the finish.

To the forces in the rough body, bring in the flow.

Lead the dragon qi circulating throughout your body to the eyes that strength resides.

My eyes glow when I assimilate with Ares. That means I have enough tolerance in my eyes to accommodate the spiritual power of the Spirit Tree.

Then even the power that overflows from the dragon jewels should be able to dwell in your eyes.

Wild, alarmed, dragon air that seemed to blow outside becomes a great river inside me.

It flows like a rapid stream, joins tributaries, and is poured into the eyes.

"Ugh!"

The back of my eyes gets hot. Heavy pain runs from scratch.

"Luiseine had this pain every time..."

As the dragon qi poured into his eyes, the fever increased and the pain increased.

I'm sure Luiseine, whose dragon's eye was rampant, was also suffering from these sores.

With fever and pain, my vision is sumptuous.

Still, I pour dragon chi into my eyes.

Though not skilled enough to awaken you as a demonic eye, you should nevertheless be able to temporarily harbor strength.

And with his dragon-hearted eyes, he looked down at a mass of dragon-haired dragon-haired chicken dragons nestled at his feet.

"Come on, move!

You lost your connection to me, Chicken Dragon. But you can definitely manipulate it.

Like Yuffi, Nina, and Sefina could manipulate someone else without any connection.

Dragon-headed eyes.

Together with Dragon Qi, my strong thoughts also dwell.

"Dragon art is the art of embodying thoughts. Then, even if there is no connection, the thoughts are conveyed. If that's what I think and wish for!

Same as dragon-hearted.

Even if we stay away, we can get through.

And if you get your thoughts right, your powers will always reach you.

The chicken dragon lifted his neck and looked up at me to meet my eyes.

Then, like a chicken, move your legs.

Move. Act free!

Eh, the chicken dragon sounds.

When I come, the chicken dragon walks out around me.

But as it is now, I still can't attract dirt snakes.

No matter how freely the chicken dragon moved, as long as he had his feet on the ground, the dirt snake would read the signs.

So how about this!

Buckwheat, and a chicken dragon wings.

bulky, and moves his wings violently, jumping.

But it ends with a short leap.

Chicken dragons cannot fly in the air with chickens.

"But you were born out of my dragon temper and thoughts. Then the possibilities are endless!

"Huh!

The chicken dragon barks.

And spread his wings wide.

With chickens, you don't rely on a round body to float, little wings. No matter how big you spread it, no matter how hard you let it wing, your body never floats like a bird. The little wings, when I look at them, become big and splendid.

That's not all.

My neck stretches, my body shape tightens, and my tail feathers grow longer.

What occurred to me was the figure of the colored dragon I saw in the hunting grounds of the flying dragon the other day.

Strong thoughts in my eyes. That's the gaze and it passes to the chicken dragon.

And finally.

"Kun."

The chicken dragon, reborn in a new way with a divine roar, flew towards the great sky.