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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 292

Flame comes out just by taking a deep breath and exhaling..

Just swinging its huge tail can shatter walls, and just sharpening its claws can tear the floor like paper..

This is possible because it is truly a dragon. However, despite wielding such overwhelming power, what Crumelia felt was nervousness..

[die!]

The spitting flames were blocked by elemental magic, the tail was cut to the point where half of it was tattered, and the claws that seemed like they would never break were cut into pieces with a single slash from that damned Eldmia. It took a lot of energy to repair the large wound and I felt my heart suddenly weakening again, but it was already an irreversible situation. Crumelia's mind began to become complicated as she was only thinking of snapping and pressing the insects in front of her as quickly as possible, even if only for a minute or a second..

Should I go up and fill up my strength by shaking up the human city? When will the penalty for breaking the contract come? Is my heart okay??

The feeling of anger quickly faded away. If they had all been killed, only relief would have been left, but the situation did not improve at all as they were almost defeated twice by Eldmia's strange techniques. Now, in a situation where all she has left is literally a time limit and no way to know when she will die, Crumelia must feel like she has returned to her defenseless childhood, when she first became aware of her existence and moved..

There was a threat everywhere, but I couldn't see a single way to avoid it..

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"What it's shooting is just fire! Saint, please focus on your blessings! A fire of that magnitude can pierce it! Cheryl! Follow!"

What came to mind was that the weight class was a gangster, and that just as you don't use a cow knife to kill a chicken, if you use a chicken knife to kill a cow, the situation gets very shitty..

I quickly relayed what I had confirmed through magic vision and dove forward without even having time to admire Siegfried's feat of blocking the heavy tail swung by the devil by laying down his great sword. It may be to preserve magical power, but the frequency with which the devil imitates the dragon and uses magic has decreased significantly, so it is necessary to take advantage of this opportunity to check whether it is really just Hudae who is fine, or whether it is in a state similar to that of a real dragon..

"hind legs!"

I'm glad I have Cheryl with me. Even though that bold little boy was a salty kid, he didn't feel intimidated by the dragon, and we didn't need much conversation to share our opinions since the two of us had worked together several times. Who would have known that the unidentified sense of kinship that always expressed dissatisfaction and said things to each other would shine through here?.

If the sword swung at the giant hind feet, whose movement has become slow due to swinging the tail, is a normal creature, it will hit the scales exactly where the Achilles tendon is. The dragon's scales, which are said to be as hard as steel even without magic, cracked and fell off, and Cheryl's attack was carried out precisely through the resulting wounds..

[Ahhhh!]

Since he was not dealing with an enemy using swordsmanship, but rather a monster, he swung with his whole body and used a horizontal slash that accurately hit the muscle, but was unable to completely cut it off. Siegfried swings his sword sharply, aiming for the head of the dragon, which is leaning forward, while the man's huge body stiffens in pain and throws the same slash at the other side..

Thanks to this, I was convinced when I saw him hurriedly twisting his body, rather than letting go of the force that was held only by relying on the strength of his body..

"Even if the ability is transformation or transformation, it seems to be nothing more than mimicry.."

While retreating to avoid the recklessly swinging tail, Cheryl also came to the same conclusion and muttered. She seemed perfectly calm on the outside, but her voice trembled, perhaps because she was a little nervous. She found it funny that he was nervous too, so he patted her on the shoulder and nodded her head, agreeing with her opinion..

The reason dragons are scary is because their very existence is magic..

Breath can be used as an attack spell that can pierce anything from ordinary fire to mountains, and its leather and scales boast strength enough to chew through most metals. High-ranking dragons or older dragons are not satisfied with just that, and they also know how to fire all kinds of magic simultaneously. That devil bastard can't do any of those things, so he's useless..

Perhaps, if he had materialized well, his heart would have been here and he could have used his vast magical power to mimic a dragon more closely, but since he couldn't do that now, it was a meaningless assumption. The problem is that it has gotten so big that it can't be decapitated by fighting like this..

I said to Cheryl, noting that the devil's recovery speed was noticeably slower compared to the beginning..

"Here we go one more time. This time, as soon as you cut it, run towards the warrior without looking back. And tell the warrior to get ready. Even if you don't understand what I'm talking about, you will understand right away.."

"...? you?"

"do what needs to be done."

I wanted to leave it to Siegfried, but... I think it would be difficult because that salty dragon is so lazy in casting Nigawa..

It wasn't a good idea to go into a war of attrition when I didn't know what it was going to do, so I just took a breath and jumped in again. Although the devil's posture was greatly distorted to avoid Siegfried's great sword, it noticed us approaching and swung its tail sharply, but when Siegfried's magic hit its side, it caused a fight and missed greatly. Thanks to not only the cover provided by his magic, but also Siegfried who stepped forward and aimed for the neck once more, digging into the same spot as before was much easier..

As I swung the sword aiming at the wound, I could see that the sword had penetrated deeper into the muscle this time. If I had used magic power to cut it down, I would have been cut off right away, but I wasn't in a situation where I had enough magic power to use it for an attack that wasn't fatal. Anyway, I could end it by linking up with Cheryl..

Sure enough, Cheryl's sword, which was swung accurately and did not disappoint my expectations, cut the Achilles tendon of her hind leg, and a horrifying sound echoed through the corridor as the muscles that had lost their support rolled up..

[Wow!!!]

The devil's scream was a bonus..

"run!"

In response to my shout, Cheryl ran towards Siegfried with all her might as I had said before, and even as I fell, I took a deep breath as I saw the tail swinging at me..

"Still, it's worth it since it has a larger area than a great sword.."

Then, I strengthened my body using all the magical power I could muster, and then plunged my sword into the swinging tail..

-Kwaang!

Kwaang? Cooung? Did it really sound like that? At that moment, I think I heard Siegfried and Cheryl calling me, but I'm not sure. Anyway, I didn't have time to worry about such things right now, so I decided to do my own thing in the feeling of floating that came after the intense shock..

What a man can do with just a sword on his swishing tail.

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Sheryl, who ran forward without any time to admire the fact that her sword had cut the muscles of that gigantic creature, arrived at Siegfried and Teneasi in an almost sliding motion and shouted..

"Hero! Get ready!"

"preparation? what?"

Just in case, it was Siegfried who seemed puzzled, as if he didn't know what he was talking about. But because Eldmia had already mentioned that part, Sheryl wasn't particularly worried. She's confident, so she must have given these instructions.

"I don't know either! Eld Mia said she would know when the time was right..."

Cheryl, who hastily adjusted her posture to prepare for another possible attack, was shocked and unable to form words at the sight that unfolded before her eyes. And with his heart sinking and his hair turning completely white, he cried out with nothing but his instincts:.

"Eldmia!!"

The dragon's tail, swung with all its might in pain, struck Eldmia accurately..

An incredibly loud roar is heard when a person is hit by something. Reason and instinct were shouting out all kinds of assumptions and words, so thinking became paralyzed, and even Siegfried who was next to him was astonished..

"Brother?!"

Even Siegfried could not believe with his own eyes that Eldmia could not avoid the attack. The attack just now was easily avoidable. It's not a question of speed, but a question of monotony. That demon was not accustomed to the dragon's body. It is simply a matter of insisting on a definite form that can maintain its title. Of course, Eldmia would have fully expected it, but why?...

...expectation? preparation? You'll know when the time comes?

"Hey, that crazy guy.!"

Although he cursed with his mouth, Siegfried could not control the corners of his mouth turning up in shock and admiration..

I was convinced when I saw Eldmia clinging to the tail rather than flying away. And the moment the fully swung tail took advantage of the moment it stopped at its highest point to jump onto the dragon's body, Siegfried, who understood what the crazy man was aiming for, held his sword upside down and shouted as if he were throwing a javelin..

"Eldmia! Take it! It's a new sword!!"

The great sword fired with all the might of the warrior flew like a spear fired from a ballista and lodged deep in the dragon's shoulder. Even after seeing that, Cheryl didn't understand what was happening..

"Huh?"

All he understood was that he was crying. Very loud.

[Oh, no! no!!]

The one who was hit was clearly Eldmia, but for some reason the devil's scream rang out. Only then did Cheryl realize that the situation was strange and quickly wiped away her tears and looked at the dragon..

[Get away!!]

Before we knew it, Eldmia had climbed onto the dragon's back and was running on its back to grab Siegfried's great sword..

[OMG...!]

Eldmia ran, showing movements that were no different from a stunt where she stabbed the sword she was holding into her back when she felt like she was about to fall. With the threat of death crawling up her back, Crumelia, paralyzed by her thoughts, was horrified to find that one of her legs was not listening to her and she could not even move as she wanted..

Rolling on the floor? The enemy is not just one person. transform? Even the dragon is at this point, what more? Magic? A crazy person riding on his back destroys it in an unknown way? Breath? Before you come up to shoot it...

[Sibaaaal!!]

All that was left was gambling. Crumelia, having made her decision, spread out huge wings that she had never used before. She then looked at the ceiling of the canal and imitated a proper dragon..

[Kwararalara!]

A breath like a flash of light lit up the basement. At that moment, a blow that imitated the breath of a real dragon blew a huge hole in the ceiling of the corridor. All kinds of regrets began to fill Crumelia's mind, but that wasn't important right now..

You have to run away. Even if it means using up almost all of your magic power, you have to escape from here and somehow collect the offering..

[certainly! I will definitely find you all and kill you all.!]

A dragon requires magical power even to fly. However, that is why it is possible to fly from the underground to the night sky above with just one flap of the wings. That's why Crumelia was sure of her own escape..

[Remember! Your death is coming soon! The name of that death will be Crumelia.!]

The dragon's wings flapped, and its gigantic body shot into the sky, causing a huge storm. Crumelia felt relieved even as she felt her magic quickly draining away and her heart weakening. There was no way the human attached to her back could withstand this speed. You'll either fall off or fall to your death anyway. It was clear that even if only that unidentified person disappeared, the next battle would be much easier..

Crumelia, who noticed that the relief and happiness of being alive was creeping up, spread her folded wings and smiled as soon as she reached the sky above the kingdom's capital..

[Ha ha ha ha ha! I lived!]

As I looked at it, filled with the relief of being alive, the lights of the people shining below looked like jewels. Those many sacrifices. Many people will die just by shooting the breath that is nothing more than flames here....

"Hey Mr. Hey, don't talk nonsense and just use your neck.."

At that moment, I was so startled that my wings almost stopped flapping. Did you hear a human voice now??

'Oh, that's ridiculous. No way.'

no. It's an auditory hallucination. That can't be possible. You said you could sustain that speed? Human? No, was it really a human? Am I even dreaming right now? No, this makes sense.?

Crumelia, who had chosen to escape reality for a split second in the face of an unbelievable situation, once again heard a small human voice in her ears..

"Remember. The name of your death was Eldmia Egar.."

Only after the world began to spin with the subsequent cold sensation did Crumelia have no choice but to admit that this was reality..

I saw a human being hanging on what used to be his body in a spinning world. A human is staring straight at himself while holding the huge sword thrown by the hero, using the sword he originally used as a stepping stone in his body..

Crumelia closed her eyes tightly as she faced the horrendous laughter of the human who raised the middle finger at her as she fell..

[As much as you...!]

And cast a curse.

I have never been this angry at a human in my entire life. No, it was the first of all living things. If he goes back like this anyway, his life is in danger. If you're lucky, you'll barely survive, and there's no telling whether you'll be able to regain your original strength..

In that case, the curse was activated with the will to use all the remaining strength and curse that person to death. Since it was a hastily made curse, it could be destroyed even with simple protection, but while fighting below, the saint did not give that person any countermeasures against the curse..

It takes forever. The curse fired with such final anticipation was...

[...to?]

It was so easily destroyed that it returned to itself. Unlike Crumelia, who did not understand what was going on, Eldmia, who was blowing her dick, looked at her gauntlet as if sensing her foreignness. To be precise, she looked at the part of her middle finger that was pointing towards Crumelia..

As if there was something there..

Then he snorted as if it was absurd and threw the taffy away with both hands..

The meaning of the action was clear. That foolish person even hid the artifact behind the curse. Crumelia felt her tears blowing away on the wind and realized that she could no longer remain present. Crumelia had one last thought..

fucking human bastard...