We Live in Dragon's Peak

"No way..."

Me and Mistral breathe on the wall, and Master Grave and Philelle rush over for something.

Goldba's bone shards ride in the wind and dance in the sky.

And at the end of our gaze, the multi-headed dragon was beginning to transform.

Under Lyla's command, the tyrants and Yugra-like, as well as the simultaneous attacks of the ground dragon and the flying dragon, the multi-headed dragon was on the verge of death. Half of the six necks disappeared, the remaining half severely injured, and the black head had the right half crushed. The torso is scaled off and stained with blood. And half of his limbs were damaged, and his breath just stared up constantly at the bottom of a deep, large ditch.

Hatefully radiant, only the left eye of the black head represented the life of a multi-headed dragon.

But the moment it turned into a dark, sunken glow.

Multi-headed dragons are covered in lukewarm and viscous darkness, resurrecting the five necks that had been lost. And it sounded a creepy multiple growl that shrunk the soul of the creature, and the multi-headed dragon was resurrected as a multi-headed rotten dragon.

Neck with scales peeling off and meat peeling out. Head with about half the skull exposed. A rotten body that bubbles and foams purple. Multi-headed rotten dragons spookily bring those six necks as they rise up a hot air that is likely to rot from all over their bodies and scatter fluids that spoil everything.

All the eyes that dwelt in the multihead were bright red.

"Gu... what is that..."

Master Grave, struck by the vibration of the air of multiple growls, turns pale in his face and nods. Firrell also shivered her knees, wandering off.

"I shouldn't. Rotten dragons are strongly cursed by their very existence. If you are a concurrent person, your soul will be shattered just by seeing a rotten dragon. You must evacuate within the witch kingdom!

To Mistral's words, Master Grave and Philelle escape within Madeleine's boundaries, trying to drag their bodies.

"Maximize the power of the junction. Otherwise, you'll lose the dragon curse."

"But then one of the royal castles..."

Master Madeleine was pale in the face as well.

"Ernea, diffuse the dragon air. 'Cause I can straighten it out too."

The only negative curse that leads to death is confrontation with the dragon qi that directs life. Unleash the power of the Dragon Treasure Ball on Mistral's instructions.

A more swollen dragon temper spread to envelop the royal castle at my will than ever before.

From the back of his chest, a burning, intense heartbeat is transmitted all over his body. Maximize the power of a wild dragon treasure ball in your body. Then the dark dragon vibrated around me and the atmosphere swayed.

Next to me, Mistral releases dragon air in the same way.

Unlike me, everywhere a clear night sky-like sobriety surrounded the Mistral. But the quiet but powerful pulse that gushed out of her body was powerful enough to pass on to me next door.

"But how do you take that one down? Unless you defeat Goldba, isn't that going to come back to life indefinitely too?

Rotten Dragons should have originally appeared to have fallen without being able to welcome death if the Dragons had strong resentments during their death or had left undead thoughts. Yet this time he was forced to fall into a rotten dragon by the magic of Goldba.

If we don't do something about him first, than the magic of Goldoba hangs, there's an infinite chance he'll be resurrected.

And most importantly, the Dragon Clan's attacks are hard to work on the Rotten Dragon.

Even the attacks of tyrants and Yugra-like, which were the outline of a favor, do not work for the rotten dragons of today.

Master Yugra glares at his mouth. Immediately after, the rays are hitting Rotten Dragon directly, but I just shallowed the surface and the wound will heal shortly afterwards.

A tyrant spits a fiery flame. The whole body of a multi-headed rotten dragon is wrapped in flames, screaming like it's going to suffer, but that's all. The flame instantly disappeared, the burnt epidermis peeled off and the original rotten body revived.

Instead of losing his temper if he stays like this, Royal Castle becomes a place where people can't get in because all things are rotten with rotten dragons swinging away.

"Let's defeat Goldba first!

Beyond the gaze of me and Mistral. On the back of a multi-headed rotten dragon, resurrected Goldba appeared.

"Come on, make a scene, despair. I'll turn the surrounding area into a corrosive sea."

Goldba with his hands wide open. And from the six heads of the rotten dragon, at the same time darkness was spit out.

"It's evasion!

From the back of a tyrant flying high in the sky, Lyla gives instructions. Then the dragons, in a move of dominance, moved to evade at all costs.

The darkness spit out of a multi-headed rotten dragon loses its target and is overflowing with flaws. Then, the determined ground touched by darkness raised purple steam, which instantly transformed into a rotten surface.

It's a pain in the ass.

"Yeah, but you're gonna have to"

Me and Mistral snort hard.

No matter how difficult it may be, if we do not defeat Goldoba and the multiple rotten dragons, the king capital of the kingdom of Jortenitos will perish.

I stare at the multi-headed rotten dragon and the Goldoba riding on its back, decide the operation and move.

First, run toward Madeleine's tense junction. The full moon fountain had expired in the bedroom, and the Necromancer was beginning to resurrect. Slash down the newly gushed skeleton soldiers and go to the edge of the junction. And speak up.

"Niemia."

"Nah."

Neemia looked like she was in trouble because of Priscia's sleeping nostalgia at my call.

"I need a favor."

Me called me in, and Neemia walked up to me.

The Necromancer continued to gush while me and Niemia were face-to-face, but Mistral drives him away.

Mistral decided I was trying to do something, and he was helping me.

And Neemia, too, read what I was thinking and approached me like I was in trouble.

"Kitten?"

Only Master Grave, who didn't know who Niemia was, tilted his neck and looked at me in surprise facing Niemia, who only looked like a kitten.

"Scared?"

"Nah."

Niemia replies by pretending to be a cat in discipline. But if you look at the look on his face, you know exactly what Niemia's scared of.

Niemia has made a good effort this past year.

I worked so hard to learn Mr. Ashel's dragon trick, I slept through the dragon power exhaustion so many times. But I knew Niemia was still a young dragon. He's about a hundred years old, but he's still a child for the Dragon tribe of the ancient species. I don't want to force such a child to fight in action or force him to do what he's afraid of.

Besides, Niemia is still working hard with her role properly.

I dive into Priscia's nostalgia and I'm scared, but I and Mistral knew perfectly well that I was stretching a powerful bond around me apart from Master Madeleine.

A necromancer that keeps gushing. Drifting temper. The curse of a rotten dragon. Master Madrine and Master Grave may surely think they are completely defensive in the judicious junction. But the truth is, Niemia's connections are completely preventing hostility from coming from the outside.

He's scared and hidden, but he was actually very active, Neemia. But I need some more help.

I met Rotten Dragon last year at Dragon Peak. It was a rotten dragon of the end of the Fei dragon admiring the dragon man Anemone.

At that time, I was protected by Niemia and was able to approach the rotten dragon.

Hopefully, I want that protection again this time.

In order to get close to Goldba and Rotten Dragon, it's a necessary blessing.

The current situation, where tyrant and Yugra-like attacks are ineffective, and methods of passing attacks on rotten dragons are limited.

One is to use dragon techniques that are more destructive than ever. But this will cause further damage to the Royal Castle. If you do poorly, the damage may spread to the Wang capital.

When I was relative to Rotten Dragon on Dragon Peak. If Mr. Ashel were to defeat Rotten Dragon, what a horrible thing to say he needed enough power to turn all the surrounding mountains into ashes and have another lake. You can't have that power.

I think Master Yugra is also adjusting his forces in view of the damage done to the Royal Castle and the Wang Capital. Anyway, Master Yugra is the legendary winged dragon who fought that rotten dragon king.

But when you do, there's only one way to defeat a rotten dragon at the moment when you can't use destructive dragon technology.

Direct attack by the White Sword.

The Dragon Killer attribute must also be valid for Rotten Dragons. But in order to attack with a white sword, we have to approach Rotten Dragon. There is also the possibility of contact.

I couldn't touch Rotten Dragon on Dragon Peak, but with the power of Niemia right now and mine, you'd be fine, wouldn't you?

"Nyan."

Niemia nods when she reads my thoughts and understands that she doesn't have to be on the front line.

I'm not overestimating Neemia's guardianship, I'm not overestimating my powers.

But the rotten dragon temper I just saw, the rotten body that seems to rot everything. I was convinced that if I combined these with Niemia's protection and mine, I would be able to prevent them.

"Nyan."

To my mind, Niemia nodded like she knew. And around me, I feel signs of a dark, misdigit dragon. [M]

"Neemia, can I ask you to do the same?"

"Nyan."

Mistral hasn't exchanged words about what I'm trying to do, but I'm sure he does.

"I'll take care of Goldba."

"Yeah. I'll concentrate on Rotten Dragon."

Mistral was also wrapped up in Niemia's guardianship, and the two of us nodded at each other again.

"Thank you. Well, keep protecting the Priscians."

"Nah."

When I smile at Niemia, I move to the empty wall again. And now I turned my consciousness to Master Yugra.

"Uncle Yugra, would you please come over here?

My words ride in dragon qi and reach Master Yugra. Master Yugra quickly rolled over, further widening the hole opened by the tyrant and rushing into the bedroom.

Ahhh......

How fierce you are!

"No, because the guy from Levaria seemed to enjoy it."

That's a prank like an old dragon here...

'And what can I do for you? If you want to destroy that rotten dragon, it will be every king's capital, but you can't do it. "

"No, no, no, you can't destroy the king's capital. Besides, Uncle Yugra is trying us out, right?

Before boarding the royal castle. Master Yugra left behind his profound words and left on the clouds. In other words, Master Yugra knew that there would be problems here.

But I don't dare to interfere, and I think I tried to solve people's problems with people.

It's pretty big, but there's still something we can do. This should not be a situation where you can rely on Master Yugra. I mean, people have to show enough temper to solve these kinds of problems on their own, and Master Yugra probably won't admit it.

"Good mindset."

"I'm going to do whatever I can"

Then what do you want from me now?

"Yes, it is."

I looked up at Master Yugra's back. [M]

There, Fiorina and Reem. Plus there were three caring dragon tribes on board.

"Elnea, I missed you"

"I want to go that way, but I can't move because I'm afraid of my uncle."

I was fighting a multi-headed dragon. I guess Master Yugra could have told you not to move on those on your back.

Normally they're going to jump right at me, but that's enough.

I smiled at Fiorina and Reem and saw the three of you.

"Me and Mistral are going to leave this place and fight a multi-headed rotten dragon. But if you do, I'd like to ask the three of you to escort me here."

"I see. Is Fio and Reem safer within Neemia's boundaries, too"

"Right."

"Hmm. Good idea."

Master Yugra circles his neck and sees those on his back. The three of you immediately move from Yugra-like's back to the bedroom, just as you understand.

"Honestly, I was out of hand."

"We can't move without people's demands."

"Dragon King, I'll take care of this place"

The three men entering the bedroom move happily towards the annihilation of the Necromancer. So a free Mistral came to my side.

"Wow, we just met."

"Play later"

"Yeah. We'll play a lot when we calm down. You two stay with Neemia and protect Priscia and the others."

Fiorina and Reem, who tried to rub against me, were glanced at by Master Yugra and rushed to the king's bedroom where the Madrines were.

Though child dragons, it was because of the fact that two dragons flew in and the faces of Madeleine and Grave were caught.

"I will fight too!

With the arrival of Master Yugra, Firrell bravely attempted to bring out Master Madrine's junction.

"Then no!

But I stiffen my body with one drink of Master Yugra.

Thou art not yet mature, compared to Ernea. Those who cannot identify their power will not be able to reach the goals they set. '

Even though he rides to Master Yugra, Filel has only been a few days since gaining a dragon heart and communicating with the Dragon Clan. Dragon Qi also still captured the concept to an extent.

Master Yugra has nothing to say.

Filrell bit her lips with a little remorse and dropped her gaze.

"His Royal Highness Philelle. Look and learn, because I think it's very important. I rarely see the Dragon Nation fight, and I think it will feed on the future."

"... Yes. You're right. I haven't. [M] Then we just have to stack up what we can do right now."

To my words, Philelle turns her gaze to the three men who accompany her to annihilate the nefarious spirits that keep gushing.

The three are not only Yugra-sama's caretakers, but also a family of warriors of high rank among the Dragon Nation. The battle was no better than that of the warriors of the village of Mistral.

"Then leave it to everyone here. Uncle Yugra, put me and Mistral on your back."

"Good."

With Master Yugra's forgiveness, I jump on my back.

"Hang in there, hang in there"

Ares appeared at my feet when I moved to Master Yugra's back. And he gives me the wooden knife of the spirit tree he was carrying.

"Thank you."

I thank you and blend with Ares.

More swelling force. The pulsating dragon air diffuses to the surrounding area.

Master Yugra checked with me on his back and Mistral, with graceful wings, followed by a half-baked bedroom.

'So, what do we do? Do you have an operation?

"Yes, take us to the back of the Rotten Dragon."

'... not at all. You have a storm of dragon air, and you come up with something strange. That's your apprentice. "

Master Yugra exhales, accelerating. Then, with the roar, the rays emit from his mouth, paving the way for a rotten dragon that continues to rot his surroundings at the bottom of his temple.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's backup!

Lila, who saw me and Mistral riding on Master Yugra's back and heading straight to Rotten Dragon, distracts her and orders the dragons.

We approached Rotten Dragon, drawing the attention of the multi-headed Rotten Dragon who tried to turn his neck to Yugra.

Then, unlike the multi-headed rotten dragon, he jumps off Yugra-like's back and descends into the multi-headed rotten dragon's back.

"You fool. Rotten dragons rot everything. Go down here and rot and die resenting your barbarity!

Gordoba, who waited loosely on his back, grinned his teeth as if he had won.

But we smiled at Gotruba like that.

"But you're not rotting, are you?

"Damn, that's because my magic binds me to my feet and keeps me from corrosion."

"Yes. I was seeing from a distance that wasn't the case. So we tried to imitate it."

"Hey, what!?

Me and Mistral set up a weapon while Goldba, skull-free and faceless, felt like he had drawn his face.