Welcome to Japan, Mr. Elf.

An armored foot steps on the fine sand of his eyes. He sank to his ankle and smelled slightly of sand.

This is a mountain far from the desert of Alirai country. The wind from the east carries sand and covers this rocky mountain.

Is the slight humidity due to steam coming out of everywhere? At the end of the look, the gizzards and pointed black ridges spread, half hidden in steam from the ground.

If you touch the moist sand, you will feel a slight geothermal fever. He looked like he noticed something and smelled like sulfur when he sniffed cum. This could be expected from a hot spring, Uridora thinks.

When looking back and wondering what a view over the desert would be like as an entertainment area, the sand trembles due to a slight vibration.

Sand spilled from between his fingers, and the Magic Dragon rose to welcome his opponent.

Zuzu...... and from the rocking ground, black steam overflows.

It turns a strip of steam around to black and decays the slightest amount of grass left. Uridora watched quietly as she turned into a barren world.

Eventually, as the night had come, the surroundings had turned to darkness, leaving the contours of the sun in heaven.

Looking up at it, my voice echoes from behind.

"Oh man, I was on guard because I was coming in such a good way. I can't believe you filled the frame with defensive skills because you're afraid of my attacks... What are you doing here?

It was the dragon-like dragon-like dragon-like dragon-like dragon-like dragon-like dragon-like dragon-like dragon-like dragon-like dragon-like dragon-like shoe.

Fluorescent red hair is crossed around the forehead like a host, loosening the tie with your fingertips. White skin that seems to prefer the night, and a light-hearted grin on her golden eyes, Tianlong stops at an unreachable distance of the sword.

"Well, was there an amount of equipment to make me look like a dragon man? Cold words, Tenryu Lavos. I came all the way to say hello."

Yes, Uridora exhales, but she feels disgusted by the fact that she is being warned of her skills. I was careful to obstruct information, but this is the realm of the Tenryu. Daimyo, I guess they were looking into it carefully when I was walking down this mountain.

Absolutely. I don't think he's going to show up until he examines his skills. Uridora was stunned by a dialogue that she didn't think was approximately a couple.

"Say hello? Yeah, then you know what I'm trying to say, right? It is your job to change the child's amusement. If you want to be human, why don't you learn to cook and embroider like a man's wife?

What are you calling stupid, Uridora swallows the words. I don't cook on my own on boulders, but I've been spending a lot of time doing similar things lately.

The management of the mansion, but also the garment making.

"Phew, it's fun to say the world of people. Don't throw up anything you can't get down."

"Oh, that's a lot of crap. They only think about protecting themselves, they're creatures that live to crush others. I wonder what you said well... yes, neutral? It's a big deal because you can keep saying that when you see a person squeaking in a tall voice. Of course in a bad way - seal your movements (si si alapa)"

I get my fingertips pointed all the time and feel like my whole body bones have turned into ice. Shortly afterwards, a crushed sound of crystals echoes around Uridra, realizing that she was broken through the dragon junction.

No, the junction burst from the inside.

This power… "Kamioro"?

Only the expression looks cool, and Uridora waits for Tianlong to walk over.

There is no way you can erase more than ten boundary layers in less than seconds. This probably changed the presence of the Tenryu to exactly the same quality as the Magic Dragon. Being in complete tune "got me in" to mix water with water, oil with oil.

This is the skill "Kamioro" that freely transforms the existence of himself.

He slowly walks around Uridora and pushes his back and belly with his fingers as he passes by.

"No wings, and fewer dragon nuclei. You're weak even if you don't get your hands on it. I think I'll take the last remaining dragon nucleus."

"The age of the night is over. Something I should have just missed. The death of a dragon hunted by greed is not tragic."

Fingers pierce the sleigh and neck.

I glanced at the physical resistance, but the dragon's blood dripped.

'Cause you don't have a veto or anything.

That's what the man who peeps in with his golden eyes tells him. Pushing his fingertips together, another strand of blood dripping.

Ugh, the obsidian eyes of the Magic Dragon narrow. The love thing disappeared, and the long dark hair swayed even though there was no wind.

But seeing it deepens a man's grin.

"Oh, that face, that's good. It's as stubborn as Gedover Country trying to reclaim the times of the night. Daimyo, I know you've come to inhibit me from joining you... but seeing that face makes me want to give in again"

Something like a black tattoo spreads from your fingertips. It shapes like a black snail and produces a geometric pattern. Uridora's willingness to refuse to break in on this left a slight grin and the man's fingertips went away.

"So, do it? Sounds like you've been playing a lot of tricks in the desert, and you were willing to fight from the start, weren't you? If you lose, I'll make you a permanent slave, and if you get tired, I'll take out the dragon nucleus and decorate the front door."

Uridora's forehead rings with a smudge and blood vessels floating. His eyes moved closer to the dragon, giving him a peek at the compelling grin.

"I had a pale expectation that I wouldn't be able to speak as a husband, but wouldn't that come true? Fu, fu, you are the one who will enslave him. I'm so excited to see you walking around with a rag."

Crawling on the ground all over the darkness.

I noticed that, and Lavos says, "Go ahead," open your hands and show them. They cling to Uridora, and multiple claws cover the demon dragon into darkness.

We often smile at each other and stare at each other. Eventually Uridra's figure disappears completely and the man left deepens his slight grin.

"... beating up my wife sounds like fun once in a while. Now, how do we make him cry this time?"

Tianlong Lavos leaked that way, licking the pepper and fingers.

Buckwheat and black cloth, and Uridora appears beneath the sunny weather.

I can tell that I have completely lost my expression and that I am getting angry with both of them. The fuselage that was waiting nearby, Kalina, let the monitor light out.

'I understand the meaning of the Master's words. I am not worthy of being such an arrogant man, Master Uridora's husband'

Her voice was a rare dew of emotion.

I don't know how angry you are. Uridora doesn't even reply, but puts her arms in the air unmanipulatively. It was a super-weight long barrel that was removed from it, and cracks ran all the way to the rock.

"Well, you're the same guy. Let the battle begin, Karina. I'll slap him in the fucking head."

Say so, and let the demon gun lie down instantly.

Anger is useless in this fight. Don't miss the perfect opportunity, calmly, chillly. With that in mind, Uridora makes a declaration by shaking her long, waspy hair.

"Skill Exchange (Convert) - Remove [Dragon Nuclear Destruction Resistance] [Immediate Death Resistance] and set [Demon Dragon Eye (Drago Eyes)] [Lathe Tutor (Optical Flow)]"

Skill replacement (convert) is forced to be inactive for about a minute. There is not a single attack in the meantime, so we must proceed with caution.

Now, in the meantime, let's think about Tenryu.

Sitting at the top of the rocky mountain, Uridora stares across the horizon. There must have been an earlier dragon before it could be seen far away. Approximately 50 km at a distance. No matter how dragon tribe you are, you will not be immediately noticed.

Tianlong specializes in frenzy and destruction. It is also difficult to get behind because of its intelligence.

I've been engaged before, so I'm fortunate to know some skills.

To the best of his knowledge, he has the following skills:

· To those in your sight, "World, go mad (blackout)" that destroys your mind until you go mad

"Kamioro", which freely transforms the existence of self

· Complete destruction ray "Silver Exhale (Dragons Platinum Brace)"

· Inviting organisms to chain death "Death Inviting Dairy Drinkers (Death Sentence)"

· Unlimited shrinkage of matter and possible atomic collapse "Everything in the world becomes a dot (Little and Little)"

All this is overflowing with "God (Gods)" and "World (Worlds)" that represent the greatest skill.

Immediate death if placed in range, extinguished if touched by exhalation (brace), miraculously attacked but this time with defensive skill, I can't wear one of the wounds.

The inexhaustible vitality that keeps you alive for a week even if you drop your neck, plus sadistic intelligence, doesn't even make it a battle in a regular person. The adversaries will realize that it was just food and even that self will be deranged.

That's what the Tenryu is, and the Magic Dragon quietly laughs that it's about Kitase who's happy to see that one.

The opposing Uridra is quite a strange configuration: spatial control, instantaneous movement to fixed points, artifact generation, improved accuracy, and improved exploration as a dragon. Not a single thing about destruction.

He removed his resistance skills to "dragon nuke destruction" because he wanted it, and the prospect is that "instant death" will certainly not be chosen as a means of attack. You'll want to make Uridora suffer longer.

"Target coordinate supplement. We will forward location information to the master '

"Hmm, don't you hide yourself, too? If you want, I'll give you a painful blow."

Put on your tight-skinned gloves and grab your demon gun in one hand.

A giant rifle as long as three meters fits her muscle strength. Much more weighty than it looks means it withstands the firepower that is injected.

Crawling to the ground without worrying about the dirt, Uridora set it up.

Dress type armor is reshaped, pierced and fixed to the rock. Pulling the bolt, he put a bullet that condensed the magic vegetables to the extreme, which left a purple phosphor to delight in action and gassed into the barrel.

Phosphorus, phosphorus, phosphorus, and make a bell sound. Multiple lenses float in Uridora's left eye. This also has purple phosphorescence, which rotates quickly to start aiming at the coordinates. And only in her sight could she see the heavenly dragon forming armor.

Aim (sight) together, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuudra exhales and squeezes the trigger quietly.

Dozzzn...... Shh!!

Bakoo! and cracks around the slopes of rock skin, and the summit is shaken by the impact. The world turned black and white, and the mass, which was known to be overwhelming, was now spit out.

Magnetic bullets are about the thickness of a relay baton stick.

step-by-step acceleration, and at the behest of his husband, Uridora, he modifies the ballistics and turns to the subject.

The mountains visible on the horizon, at a distance of about fifty kilometres. It is a super distance that cannot be achieved with roughly sniper guns, etc., but the letter "impossible" disappears if the Magic Dragon.

"Five, four, three..."

The voice of a calm guide (guide).

Then Tianlong did turn to Uridora, and only for a moment bent hands and feet appeared in sight.

Was the rocky mountain given a longitudinal impact or a straight light rushed towards the summit, bringing the power of destruction after a distance of as much as fifty kilometers?

Dolores and the ground vibrate late, and Uridora wakes herself up before checking the situation.

"I was noticed. Let's get moving."

'... I didn't know you'd notice at this distance, that's an Epic (Legend). It's destructive and worthwhile.'

So what? Uridora laughs and steps into the Gate of Darkness together. And the two ended up moving before the impact sound of the bullet arrived.

Eventually, Tianlong wakes up.

He rose himself from the ridge of the mountain and represented himself as a dragon clan.

Ooh, and the sky rang.