Chương 94: Chapter 61:”Slash the Black Dragon”

Seeing the figure of the small adversary jumping out, the Black Dragon spits out Mist Breath to kill her. In the air where one cannot move, it is impossible to avoid it. Normally, Inea jumping out would have been careless. However, she, a veteran warrior, does not make simple mistakes. Of course, it was an action based on trusting the Flame Dragon. When the black mist that melts everything was about to reach her, a Flame Shield wrapped her and blew the mist away.

As a result, advancing through the air in the shortest distance, she positioned herself around the middle of the Black Dragon's back. The entire area is covered by jet-black scales, each as large as a person. Landing on one of them, Inea glared at the Black Dragon's neck visible in the distance. It's a little too far to run from this position to there. The punchline would be getting shaken off before that. Instantly judging so, she decided to slash at the Black Dragon's right wing reflected right next to her first.

The thought that it would be troublesome if it flew up again was in her mind. No matter how much the Flame Dragon is with her, she herself cannot fly. As long as that is the case, movement is far more restricted in the sky. If it escapes to the sky, the chances of winning will become thin. When she heightens her Qi, the blade in her right hand shines pale blue. [Senkraze] Her Qi Sword, sharpened more than any famous sword in existence, bit vigorously into the root of the upper part of the Black Dragon's right wing.

Here, if the opponent were a living Black Dragon. It wouldn't have let this blade pass easily. But the current Black Dragon is nothing more than a doll being manipulated. Because it is a corpse, it cannot use any Qi Guard either. Therefore, no matter how hard and tough the dragon's body itself is, Inea's sword won. As she swings the blade down, the wing is torn beautifully.

"Taaaaaaaaaaaaaah—!" With a spirited shout, Inea cut through the wing vertically. The completely torn huge wing separates from the Black Dragon's body and begins to fall gradually. While looking up at the situation from right below, she jumped into the Black Dragon's leg with the momentum of cutting the wing. Reaching it, she kicks the leg with all her might to change direction, and further accelerates toward the ground.

Landing a step earlier than the wing falling together, she immediately jumps away from the spot. Immediately after, the Black Dragon's wing crushed the place where she was with a loud sound ZUZUN. Well. The Black Dragon, who has no will of its own, does not even raise a groan of agony. However, it was clear at a glance that the figure with one wing torn off was painful. Inea inflicted a not-so-small blow with just one swing of her sword.

Witnessing the figure of her who accomplished this feat, the warriors bounced off despair and were greatly inspired. You might be reading a stolen copy. Visit Royal Road for the authentic version. With cheers at her back, Inea continues to fight calmly. Already riding on the Flame Dragon's back again, she said to the Black Dragon while holding the Qi Sword without negligence.

"How does it feel to have your wing torn off?" The Black Dragon stands still on the spot without changing its expression at all. Neither anger nor even pride that it would have had in life can be felt at all. It just has hollow eyes.

"Well, you wouldn't understand even if I say it." She sighed. As expected. Compared to the living "real thing," the rank drops. Having confirmed that clearly, she was no longer in the mood to challenge a legendary dragon. The Black Dragon who was killed without being able to fight satisfactorily by a foul technique called Time Stop. Even after death, it is used for worthless ambitions, and now, it is exposing such an unsightly figure in front of her eyes. She even felt pity for such a former absolute champion.

If it were for others, it would be a sufficient threat. But. This opponent, who has degraded into something dragon-shaped that can only spit high-performance breath, was no longer a true threat to her as long as it can no longer fly. For her who has survived death lines many times and has experience fighting the Thunder Dragon, which is the next largest after the Black Dragon.

"Let's let him rest now. Flame Dragon." 『Indeed. 』 The Flame Dragon, who similarly harbored feelings of pity, took a deep breath. Just as the Black Dragon can spit Black Flame, the Flame Dragon can spit powerful unparalleled White Flame. This also required mental concentration, so it was something he couldn't do when manipulated by magic. As if responding to the Flame Dragon's movement, the Black Dragon also began to take a deep breath.

Even the Black Dragon does not have as high resistance to fire as the Flame Dragon. Judging that damage cannot be avoided if hit by White Flame, it did so mechanically to the end. Both clash breaths at the same time. The contrasting raging flames, Black spat from the Black Dragon and White spat from the Flame Dragon, collide in the center. Scattering unimaginable heat and light that make the atmosphere shimmer. Due to the size difference, the White Flame is slightly smaller, but still, it was not losing in pushing.

He had pride that fire is the sumo ring of the Flame Dragon bearing its name, and he won't lose even to the largest species, the Black Dragon. Even betting on his own pride, the Flame Dragon couldn't afford to lose. The flames of both are evenly matched. If either relaxes for even a moment, the balance collapses. Even his own bounced flame will bare its fangs. If that happens, it won't end well as expected. The conditions are the same for both sides.

The Flame Dragon continues to spit fire desperately while distorting his face in pain. Although there is no emotion, the Black Dragon was in the same painful situation. That is why there is no room to notice. —The existence of Her, who jumped up to the far sky and was approaching aiming at his neck from there. Putting gravitational acceleration on. Inea held the brightly shining Qi Sword high with both hands. And swings it down with all her might.

Putting her thoughts into it, hoping at least the end would be spectacular. [Senkraze] The finishing blow was also the same. For her, it is also a technique of memories favored by her master. One special move was enough. She just earnestly polished this technique and has crossed swords with any strong enemy until now. The sword that mastered sharpness hits the dragon's neck. Putting in Herculean strength, she cuts through at once.

"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaah—!" People saw. The fire spat by the Black Dragon suddenly lost momentum. And the sight of his head slowly peeling off from the torso. It was the moment the Black Dragon's head was cut off. Landing on the ground, she watched the Black Dragon's head roll on the earth, then jumped on the Flame Dragon's back again and held up her sword loudly. People trembled at that majestic figure. It seemed like the birth of a New Hero replacing Clam. There are no heroes.

Even if told so by herself, people want to cling to hope. She was that hope now. The vitality that existence gives is immeasurable. The war situation overturned again. Against opponents including Magic Soldiers, Rhinos and Likelgers, and even Dragon Knights added there, the warriors fought splendidly. While producing further dead, they finally achieved almost victory on top of the precious sacrifice of about half.

But even after defeating the Black Dragon, which was the greatest threat at present, and defeating many miscellaneous soldiers. Still, the power of Edel had not shown its bottom yet. Rather, half-hearted resistance invites further despair. Reaching here, Tor finally decided to stop preserving weapons. In the Lasil Great Plains boiling with joy at the momentary victory, they suddenly appeared. They were Huge Humanoid Weapons. Although slightly smaller than the Black Dragon, they appear to be easily 40 meters tall.

The machine body is made of Magic Metal that repels all magic. The Magic Cannon equipped in its mouth burns the earth, and if its huge body sweeps its arm, the ground is gouged out from the root and blown away. Still, if it were a single unit, it wouldn't have been as much of a threat as the Black Dragon. The problem was the number. Eighty. As far as the eye could see in front of the plain, it was now covered by a march announcing death. One of the strongest mass-produced weapons Edel boasts.

Magic Giant Soldiers were about to attack them.