We Live in Dragon's Peak

"Mr. Ernea, please wake up."

Far away, far overhead, I felt like I heard Louiseine.

But I regret the feeling of sinking deep into the bottom of the lake, and, yeah, I reject Luiseine's words.

"Mr. Elnea."

They call me by name again and raise my consciousness from the depths more.

"I'm sorry. I'm up."

I rub my eyelids so that even the mucous membrane may be sticking, and I forcefully open my eyes.

Louiseine's face peeking at me worryingly came first into my sight.

I wonder how many times it will be.

To see the look on Louiseine's face waking me up worried like this.

The battle against Orta has begun and we do not know how many days have passed already. If you notice, the sun is rising or the moon is setting.

How long will it be now, taking turns over and over again, continuing to fight the Alta?

Looking up at the sky from the gaps in the forest trees, the sun was in the eastern sky.

Make a big stretch once and look around.

Wal keeps his back in the tree and sleeps like he's tired with his neck down slowly.

Zan is lying on his back and closing his eyes beside Wall.

Sestalinis was near it, lying down in big letters.

Everyone is dirty in mud and has moles and scratches all over their bodies.

"Morning, did you get some rest?

"Mistral, Luiseine. Good morning."

I make a smile and say hello, but as much as I don't have energy in my face, I know it myself. But when you smile forcefully, it starts to cheer up and motivate you a little bit.

"Yakshion and Heorona are leaving. Let us prepare ourselves too."

"Yeah."

One group fights Alta. The next two refrain from taking turns on the side at any time. The next group will also be ready to move at any time in case of an emergency. Two or three of the remaining people take a good break.

Including me, there are six Dragon Kings fighting directly against Alta, Zan, Mistral and mine, a total of nine. If it's a pair, there's more than one. However, one leaves it as a refrain so that it can move on an ad hoc basis.

If someone gets hurt, one of us has to go in and fill the hole right away. When one minute deviates, the order of those who later refrain also changes.

Now, Slaney and Jura should be fighting. Me and Mistral have to start getting ready as a second refrain.

Wash your face with cold water and shake off the swamp that strikes you like a bottomless swamp. And push the food into your mouth.

Dragon power can be restored with meditation. However, physical and mental fatigue accumulates and accumulates heavily in the body.

The warm dishes that Luiseine cooked for me because of this, I don't feel the taste either.

Even chewing on things makes you feel like your health is being consumed.

I poured cheeky food all over my mouth into the back of my throat forcefully with a drink.

Louiseine looked at me worryingly forever.

"It's okay. Because I can still work hard!

My stomach filled gave me vitality. I knew I'd have to eat at all times.

When you get fit, you get in the mood.

I will surely defeat Alta!

This is the only goal that supports us right now.

Whatever it is, defeat Alta and restore the peace of Dragon Peak. To do this, we should not expect anything next. If we start fighting, we just have to get to the end.

Confirm the white sword of the hips and the wooden sword of the spirit tree.

And I saw Mr. Ares.

Mr. Ares has been maintaining his spiritual skills ever since he activated the Dragon Peak Labyrinth.

The point of our operation is this lost spiritual art.

All this time, I've had it maintained so that Alta wouldn't break it.

Priscia is helping me out fine, too. If the spiritual power is restored, it will instill in Mr. Ares at all costs. Otherwise, he was helping me with Louiseine.

Mr. Ares shifts his gaze to me as he continues to stare deep into the woods.

"And just a little bit. Good luck."

I've been waiting for that word.

Mr. Ares' words gave me energy all at once.

It feels like a light of hope was shooting down a cave without an exit where there was no light.

And I didn't seem to be the only one who got energized.

Brightness also shoots in Mistral's face.

Zan gets up. Wal lifts his dripping neck and Sestalinis jumps momentum.

"Is that true?

"Is that one more push?

Mr Ares nodded at the words of Cestalinis and Wall.

"This would be the right place. If you push it off all at once, there's no next time."

Everyone who was in the resting place regains their mood for Mr. Ares's words.

"If they say so, you can't take a break."

Sesta Linice with a fierce grin, even though she should be fighting until just now.

Zan, Wal and Cesta Linice then rush the meal Louiseine was making to her mouth.

If this happens, it's a total attack.

Me and Mistral waited for the Zans to be ready and we all rushed to the back of the woods.

Slaney unleashes dragon tricks. A three-dimensional surgical ceremony emerges around the Alta. Numerous thin lights flex through the three-dimensional ceremony, penetrating the whole body of the alter from all directions.

Alta growled.

The blade of darkness defeats the 3D surgical ceremony.

Extremely fine rays disappeared at the same time as the stereosurgery ceremony. At that moment, Jura quickly approaches Alta.

Alta tries to take it with a swinging dragon feng sword. But Jura scratches the Dragon Feng Sword with a rush like a stream of water, cutting it continuously.

"Don't get on with it!

Alta's four-legged leg breaks the ground, and his back wing emits a thunderbolt of darkness.

"Jura, back off."

Slaney screams. Jura did not hesitate and jumped backwards.

"You said it."

There, with the mood of Heorona, we all threw dragon spears at Alta.

Several dragon spears are dropped on Alta's black lightning strike. But the five dragon spears we've reached pierce Orta's body. And it exploded.

It should have exploded.

Immediately after sprinkling blood, meat and guts and thinking it had blown up. Alta's whole body was regenerating.

"That's unscrupulous..."

Jura is coming to our side. And I uttered my doubts.

"So why don't we all ask why we're here?

Everyone's gaze is directed at Alta.

Alta looked back at all of us hatefully.

"One more push."

Alta's anger swelled over my words.

"One more push? How can you look at me and spit that nonsense?"

Contrary to my words, Alta's dragon temper was rising. But again, I say it so strongly that it excites everyone. [M]

"Almost there. So we can take down Alta."

Around Orta's eyes, blood vessels rise with anger. Bright red stained eyes shine with hatred and anger.

"Though you lose, you can't throw that bullshit away, kid. At this time. I'll deal with you all and show you my absolute strength."

The earth begins to shake, as it responds to the wrath of Orta. Dark dragon air gushes out of the earth and goes wild. The outline of the whole body of the alter is edged by the golden colour.

This look. This dragon air. What part of Alta still shows infinite regenerative power, and a little more?

I'm sure no one will believe it.

That's why Alta herself fills up with anger.

Alta continues to fight in place of all of us for days and still shows us the power of the different digits.

But look at the angry alter, and Heorona smiles lightly.

"No matter how brave you are, you're almost there."

"Elnea says it. You won't be long."

Yeah, yeah, and all the dragon kings, they nod like they provoke Alta.

Due to the provocation of the Dragon Kings, Alta swells up his dragon qi with even more anger.

How far does it keep rising? I can't stop the unpleasant sweat at the signs of dragon qi in Alta that overwhelms the field.

"I will surely kill you! But first... I'll have him back!

Alta's creepy eyes turn to Ufiria and Nina, who stand a little further from us in the corner of the battlefield.

A wave of Dragon Feng Sword taken by Wal and Cesta Linice on the first day. The twin princesses have always protected it.

Alta flies the waves of darkness to us. Shortly afterwards he wings the warped wings of his back, and his limbs kick up the earth.

Dark fluctuations easily crush and strike the bonds that dragon kings and mistrals have staunched. Exhausted by intense pain gushing from the inside, like eroding the spirit.

The twin princesses are all together and run out to the side.

But overwhelmingly, Alta is faster.

A gleaming nail in Alta's gold approaches Nina carrying the Dragon Feng Sword.

I'm sure Alta will grasp the Dragon Feng sword for each Nina. That's when she gets crushed.

But I won't let that happen!

Indulge in pain and activate a spatial leap. In an instant I flew to the side of Ufiria and Nina and hugged her.

And a continuous leap.

With a single hair, he rescues the twin princesses from the evil demon hands of Alta.

No matter how fast Alta runs, he's blunt-footed in front of this move that leaps through space.

With the twin princesses in my arms, I turn back to Alta with an undamaged forest behind my back.

Alta had already captured my position. And it's approaching with horrible shapes.

"Return the Dragon Feng Sword. That's mine!

I hold the twin princesses and I bump into each other's gaze with the impending alter.

"Alta. You've only been dancing in my hands since the beginning"

That's what I say, I make another spatial leap, and the twin princesses disappear from the front of Alta.

"Huh!"

Alta's limbs grabbed the earth and braked suddenly. And look back quickly and make up for me on the leap.

But it's too late for that.

There were countless dragon spears between us and Alta.

The twin princess snatches Alta's attention with the Dragon Feng Sword, and I flirt. In the meantime, the Mistrals were moving to a designated location.

A second spatial leap takes Alta in the intended direction. And where I made my third spatial leap. That's where the last hand comes in.

The Mistrals on the placement were unleashing dragon spears with all their might from where they would rear Alta.

"This too!

Whether stabbed or blasted, Alta recovers instantly.

I should have thought so myself.

As was the case earlier.

Alta returns to position from a forceful stillness and kicks the ground just as long as it's not in his eyes, such as a dragon spear.

There, a dragon spear slammed in.

The first shot hits Alta's torso. But without stabbing, blow the alter away.

With an unexpected shock, Alta steps on a bump. There, a second third dragon spear lands.

"Guru."

All flying dragon spears blow backwards without stabbing the alter.

To unexpected effect and power, Orta can't even step on four legs and plays it backwards.

The Mistrals fired even more dragon spears and continued to blow the alter.

"This stuff...... you think an attack like this would work for me!!

Alta's anger exploded.

Spread the distorted wings of your back wide.

It divides the earth, and the dark dragon air columns rise to the sky high. And erase all dragon spears.

"Such a small worker... what do you think we're almost there? Make a fool out of me."

An alter that gives you a heavenly roar, even better than the dragon clan.

We stopped and we all saw Alta.

"I'm going to finish everything. I will kill you and send the people who live in Dragon Peak to hell."

We respond to the words of Alta in silence.

Behind our backs comes the man who was the key in this battle.

"You fool. Elnea would have said. Almost there."

A man who walks in luscious footsteps and stands before us. That was Mr. Ares.

For the first time here, colors other than negative emotions such as anger and hatred appeared on Alta's expression.

The color of our eyes that surprises us how calm we are. There are very few indications of suspicion as to why there are spirits out here who have unleashed the art of stray. What are you talking about, you show slight confusion.

Mr. Ares smiles like he has won the change in Alta's expression, raising his right hand to chest height. And shook it off to the side.

Alta's eyes are opened.

A land in the deep woods, yet desolate in intense battle.

That doesn't change.

But other than that, the landscape changed.

The view of the mountains breaking through the clouds that had wandered far away disappeared. Instead, mountainous areas appear surrounding all directions.

A storm that was supposed to swirl roughly overhead was moving behind us.

And then the dragon clans appear filling the sky under the storm.

That's not all. In the deep woods, even the dragon tribes on earth without wings were filled.

"A little more"

I point behind Alta's back.

"This doesn't mean that your powers run out. I didn't mean to lose my immortality."

Alta looked back behind her, with a stunned look. And I'm out of line.

Behind the Alta. Deep forest cuts.

There, the walls of the Red Lotus Hell swept high, swallowing and burning everything down.

It was a whirlwinding purgatory flame, showing the territory of the apes.