"Hih!
"Wow!
Horac and Mussan, overlooking the river flowing in front of them, inadvertently inhaled and stopped.
A short distance from the lake, the area is narrowed to about a dozen steps in width.
Till the other shore was filled with giants covered in red skin.
The two of them open their eyes to the fullness of the Lord of the Lake, which they see for the first time up close.
neck and tail stretching like snakes. The torso is thick and thick.
Will the total length afford more than twenty steps?
The position of the lifted head is likely to be as tall as it is for the three big men.
Because of the shallow depth of the water, it was exposed to the base of a flat finned foot that wanted to support the giant.
On his back grows a spine-like protruding back, which continues to the tip of his tail.
A jaw lined with thick fangs is likely to swallow more than one adult can afford.
The swarm phase of the Lake Water Dragon emitted a roar that shook the air billibly as it dripped numeness and red and black water from scales with unique pointy protrusions.
The two of them are about to enter the force, but they struggle to regain their strength by losing and the roar unleashed by someone else.
The Horacks, who turned their gaze to the Lord of the Voice, finally noticed a change in the river surface there.
"What? That."
"Holy crap, when!
It was the stone mountains that protruded several times from the water that were blocking the flow of the river.
It's lined up at equal intervals, and it's holding the monster down.
In the middle of that stone mountain, a man stood alone.
He wraps his whole body in white armor and brings up his rectangular shield with majesty.
The Shield Pierce, who has carried out numerous attacks so far, was so well equipped that it could not be said whether or not it was there.
But.
In comparison to a barking, angry dragon, your body is too different in size to be silly.
Before the man who challenged the battle over recklessness, the two people who lost their words just had to look at the end.
A dragon's long neck abruptly becomes, and an open jaw up and down strikes the man.
One bite broke my torso and thought I would fly...
A huge amount of fighting could be bounced off a man's body.
At the same time, the illusion arises that the body has swelled several times.
(i) Breathing delayed, the heavy sound of beating a hard rock rang across the river.
"Hey, what..."
While eating the dragon's blow, the man was still stomping on Stone Mountain.
Disappointed with the shield I lifted, I'm taking the monster's jaw.
To its improbable strength and sturdiness, Horac leaked his exclamation.
Mussan, who was lining up next door, whines as if she remembered something.
"Is that, no way...?
"You know what? Mussan."
"Probably Shield's best defensive move. They're going to bounce back every attack."
"You're the user of Uebe Martial Arts!
The intimidation created by the man compelled the dragon to shake his head like crazy and chew it up again and again.
But the shield, who became the heart and body of steel, sheds it with a flat shield.
"... you do seem to be a tough guard. But you're still poor."
"Look!"
Suddenly Mussan points in the opposite direction to the man.
Horack, who turned his eyes to you, gave a convincing groan.
"I see that stone mountain was made with..."
Behind the dragon, there was a new shield at some point.
Whenever a man in slightly thick shape raises a circular shield next to him, the river bottom rises and the stone mountain rises as he rocks the water.
When the new mountain was complete, the man jumped on it and lifted his shield again.
River bottom to lift again.
That's how he repeats the same motion, while the man heads for the other shore he.
The two of us watched the stone mountains lined up in sight with admirable eyes, but gradually begin to notice the anomaly.
"Hey, are you still letting me go?"
"Oh, is he bottomless?"
< Rock Pile Formation > is a medium branch skill that uses relatively little fighting power.
But the man had already let go nearly ten times where it was the limit if he used it three times.
Stone Mountain piles will finally be completed to the other shore as the two watch over the act of the monstrous man.
When a man shouts a signal across the river, even the man who has endured the dragon's onslaught moves.
Trying to go after it, the monster seems to have finally figured out his situation.
The two people who watched from the side also finally realize what the men intended.
"... did you lock this up!
Unlike the lake around here, the water depth is shallow and the bulk of the dragon's body is out of the water.
Because of the narrow river width, it's not easy to change direction in that giant.
Further up and down the river, Stone Mountain also seems to play a role in its restraint.
The rows of stone mountains alongside the slurries were as if they were iron plaids in prison.
Perhaps a cautious lake dragon, if it were normal, would have noticed a trap along the way and turned back.
But his instincts as a monster did not seem to withstand the smell of prey fleeing sully in front of him or the blood of a scattered aquatic horse.
When the lake dragon had the habit of smelling and sniffing even a tiny bit of blood and attacking from afar, Horac was reminded of what he had told that purple-eyed young man, looking at the monster sealed in the cage.
"So, but what do we do where we seal the motion?
"Oh, yeah, a half-breed attack doesn't work on dragon scales."
The young men who have rowed the raft are still in a state of letting their breasts bounce wide while flipping over to the river plains.
All that's left are two red-haired girls with canes and two silver-haired beauties.
And only a brunette girl and a young child who hadn't touched her.
And then there's the Ethereal Scale girl, handing the rough breathing men something like a scroll.
One of the young men who drank up his contents gave him momentum to get up.
This is, apparently, a physical recovery pill.
A red-haired girl stuck out her wand inadvertently next to it uttered a short word.
A fireball that really appeared in the universe flew to a rampant, mad dragon.
And when I hit the scale, Juwa disappeared with a cuter sound.
Because so far it was a series of incredible events, the Horacks looked at each other and sighed deeply in relief.
"Well, she seems normal."
"If I'd been in heaven any longer, I wouldn't have had a heart."
Flame-based magic tricks are typical when it comes to specializing in attacks, but unfortunately there is something called compatibility.
In lake dragons, which contain plenty of water on the body surface, the effect is less than 10%, rather than half.
Even more surprisingly, it is resistant to blows and cannot be broken through so easily.
Now the blonde curly-haired child came forward so I could push the red-haired girl away as I watched.
He's wearing a small crown, so he's also like some prince or princess.
When the child raised his hand diligently, he let it wave down vigorously.
A small purple current emerges from its fingertips and arcs to the dragon.
And when it hit the scale, it disappeared with patchouli and a soft sound.
The two of the audience also have a small grin at each other.
And I turned to the laughter I heard from behind, surprised.
There were adventurers who were supposed to have eaten bubbles and fled.
Looks like he was on the lookout before he even noticed.
The adventurers suddenly cheered.
In a hurry, the Horacks also return their gaze to Kawahara.
What was in sight was the appearance of a Grey-eared beauty advancing from behind a girl and a child.
Gracefully lifts a thin cane and utters a short prayer.
At the next moment, the river surface was wrapped in bright white mist.
At the same time, even the Hollachs, who were looking at it from a distance, get freezing cold air.
In its closed frozen fog, the monster appeared as a shadow.
What was left after the fog disappeared was the appearance of an unbroken dragon that had frozen the scales to Paris.
"Really... if it's an ice-based magic trick, does it work perfectly?"
"That's probably Nakae Magic. But I've never seen a fog that big before."
"You know everything... Oh, come on!
As soon as the fog cleared, Horack sounded surprised to see the beauty lift her wand again.
When it comes to Medium Branch Skill's magic moves, it should drain considerable magic.
However, the ice man made it easier to release new fog.
And three in a row.
Even Horac and his adventurers stopped moving as frozen by the view completely covered in ice to the river surface.
Next to the beauty who showed off her tremendous magic tricks, it was two men who jumped forward.
The two wrapped up in a similar atmosphere somewhere, but the weapons I could carry were different.
Black long-haired boys have bows and gold straight haired youths have rare conical spears in their hands.
After they snorted, they unleashed an attack on a monster that turned into an ice statue.
Arrows in the sky relentlessly stab one dragon in the eye after another.
Occasionally the membrane covering the eyeball was pierced and fluid overflowed from inside.
For the first time in that brilliant hit, the adventurers verbally share their thoughts.
But such carefree wild horses also lost their word in an instant to the next martial arts unleashed.
A young man who lifts a spear carefully wrapped in purple thunder.
Somehow, a middle-aged man standing behind it.
Twist your body supple and a young man sets up a conical spear.
As if to hold it back, a man put his hand on the stone projection of the spear.
At the next moment, the purple electricity released was on the other side of the monster.
"To?"
"What?"
Put it down for a beat, and the red blood pours out of the hole pierced by the dragon's face all at once.
The conical spear drew a parabola and stuck it vividly across to the river plain on the other bank.
Soon one of the shields will come close and collect it.
"Hey, what?
"Did you see that?
The spear should certainly have been shot out of the young man's hand.
However, the Horacks had completely lost sight of its orbit.
The Purple Eye youth takes a new conical spear in front of a flashing tourist.
Once again a mysterious middle-aged man leans in there.
Also at the moment of the throw, the spear disappeared.
"Duh, what's going on?
"I don't know. I don't know anything anymore..."
The spear continues to release, and each time the dragon's head is destroyed.
Neither did the scales boasting invincible protection, nor the frozen citations, nor the art of exchanging before an awesome spear that left no orbit.
Still, the dragon still has the strength not to be ashamed of its name.
The head, stabbed with massive arrows and filled with holes with spears, was slowly but scratches were becoming blocked.
The ice covering his whole body is also gradually melting and his body is starting to twitch a little bit.
As Horac and the others sat back and watched the battle go, it was the beautiful woman who soaked her silver hair.
"Do you still have magic?
"You're at your limit now. What are you gonna do about it?
What reached the two worried ears was the sound of a good prayer.
"Moonlight, tie it -"
The next moment it appeared in the space directly above the monster was a hole in the true circle like a pock-and-cut.
From its interior, a dazzling silver glow overflows.
Unexpectedly they hugged each other and looked up at the sky to a phenomenon they had never seen.
The countless piercing silver lights cover the entire body of the dragon without neighborhood and freeze the scales without leaving a single sheet.
"Ko, is this some kind of upper-edge magic trick!?
"There's still such magic..."
Unlike the earlier Frozen Mist, it looks like the Lake Dragon has now been completely closed to ice to its core.
A mysterious middle-aged man tames the shoulder of a beauty smiling satisfied.
The ice man, who turned and nodded back, also lifted his cane.
And with a slight voice, I spin a different prayer phrase than I did earlier.
"Slippery freeze -"
What the Horacks found out was that it was also an upper branch magic trick.
And so much magic beyond imagination was poured into it.
Forget to even breathe anymore, the people on the lookout watch what happens.
Would it have been a few seconds, a few decades?
The ice curse is broken. The Lake Dragon moves slowly.
But beyond that was a river filled with red and black water.
The monster silently laid its neck on the river, jumping up ice pieces and water splashes.
The Horacks, who were simultaneously leaking groans, temporarily uttered joyful voices unbearably.
In the end, I knew what was going on but it was sappy, but only one thing was certain.
The Lord of the Lake, who was thought to be untouchable to anyone, is the fact that the heroes came and were exorcised in just one day.
It was a series of sights too hard to believe, but that didn't matter now.
The Horacks continue to raise their shouts of joy from the bottom of their hearts as they gaze at the giant monsters whose roots are completely stopped.
He was often excited and slapped his hand and jumped, but he returned to me and twisted his neck.
"... so, in the end, who was the hero who fixed the city?