37 7. Murder reports

"Yut, Val. Look!"

Larsia raised her voice to Yut as she tried to continue explaining.

The Golden Dragon.

Larsia manipulates Mirror of Furfrom to make her point of view attractive.

At that moment, the (Raydian) exhalation (brace) of light, also similar to laser irradiation, floods the mirror, burning the entire body of the spider subgod Ig Nus-Zad and the sight of the Yuts.

The Red Dragon of Atrocities (Red Dragon), the Black Dragon of the Abyss (Black Dragon), the Silent White Dragon (White Dragon). And the Golden Dragon of Justice.

Nearly 20 meters in color with Ig Nus-Zad, the body is twice the size of the red dragon that Yut transformed in Dragon Change.

The older the dragon species, the greater and mightier they become.

From its appearance, it would be an old dragon, or an ancient dragon, to be called.

In other words, it occupies the strongest corner of this Brewers.

The existence of fairytales that drive evil away, not the existence of enemies against men.

Did the golden dragon feel any signs of evil, or coincidence?

Either way, these two have met.

Then, among the dragon species, called alongside the superior species, the golden dragon, who prides himself on being the guardian of good and order, cannot miss either.

When the light subsided, there was the appearance of a sub-god burned over the upper surface of his body.

Serious injuries.

But it's also far from fatal. In fact, the wounded flesh is beginning to regenerate and is rapidly returning to its original appearance.

Or was it even woven?

The golden dragon, which should have been releasing braces from above, had already begun to plummet. And wave those giant nails as you blur Ig Nus-Zad.

"Too bad!"

Similar to screaming, Larsia's cheer.

The golden dragon's claw passes in front of the spider's subgod on a single piece of paper, and the golden dragon hovers again in the sky.

"No, that's..."

"Right..."

Valtrude and Exile's avant-garde face each other with a sinister look.

"What's the matter with you?"

"I thought it was my fault that the golden dragon, instead of not being hit, took itself off."

To Valtrude's words, Yut is stunned.

"... driven by fear."

A golden dragon after a few hours of starfrost fears a spider monster.

I don't believe it...

"Can't Val even spit a lie?"

Besides, I even agree with Exile.

As the air in Yut's office becomes heavier, naturally, the battle between the golden dragon and the spider sub-god continues.

The family of the spiral of despair suddenly turned away.

"What the hell, this..."

Whose thoughts is that, and what happened? I don't know anything. The same would have happened to the golden dragon who is actually confronted.

Ig Nus-Zad's jaw turns wide, his body splits like an isoginchuk, and his temper swirls at its center.

Even though it happened as a reality, it's too hard to believe.

As if laughing at such common sense, if you are isoginchuk, your temper converges in the part that hits your mouth.

A golden dragon that felt dangerous takes even more altitude - but it was too late.

A faint mass of temper than darkness shoots through the Golden Dragon as a ray. Though it swirls in the air and manages to avoid it, the maneuverability of an ultra-large dragon doesn't make that happen either.

In the end, the rays of temper pierce the wings enough to cover the heavens, and suddenly stall. To the golden dragon falling with his neck down, the subgod of the evil spider gives no time to rebuild.

When was it back? Ig Nus-Zad, who also fully healed the wound caused by the exhalation of light, threads toward the golden dragon, which descends in a conical state.

Nor is the Golden Dragon irresistible.

Intercept the yarn with a brace while in an inadequate position - everything cannot be undone, the tail is captive with yarn and dragged down to the ground.

It rocked the earth, and its falling sound alone rocked the mirror surface of Miller of Farfrom.

The scabbard and Ig Nus-Zad approach such a golden dragon, trying to fly with wounded wings.

That's all the disgust I get about the super giant spider movement.

Leaving aside the thoughts of those yuts, a giant spider sub-god devours the golden dragon with its horns. At the same time it poured poison and ravaged its beautiful flesh over and over again.

In this way, the golden dragon is not much different from the featherworm on the spider's nest.

The golden scales of the golden dragon stain Dos Black, gradually weakening the resistance as well.

A dueling noise in the Wang capital caused Yut to change the Red Dragon.

Only a roar, an absolute being that flattened people.

The golden dragon, far beyond that, has now become just a sacrifice.

"Ebony......"

"That golden dragon..."

Valtrude was also dismayed, albeit with half-anticipated results.

More than that, I can't deny the creeps.

A spider monster.

A member of the family of the Helix of Despair.

I know that.

Even though I know it, I still think this.

What the hell is that...?

"You didn't even have time for us to get our hands on it."

There were plenty of minutes for Yut to say so.

"Right...... right. Maybe something could have been done in concert with the Golden Dragon."

"No, you wouldn't be right if you didn't."

Arcia immediately denies the Valtrude-like words.

"You can only say it's reckless to bump into that without getting ready."

"If you can do it, do it."

"Well, yeah..."

I just have to think that I got the information -.

Apart from the thoughts of those yuts, reality moves.

Ig Nus-Zad across the mirror, began the march. Even from the terrain, the destination must be this falve.

Will the Wall of Virtue, a barrier to evil phase exclusion, prevent intrusion? What about that yarn? What are the rays of anger?

I didn't really want to verify it.

The speed at which the spider sub-god keeps moving beyond the mirror is considerable.

Despite what can only be described as a huge body, there will be more than twice as many carriages flown at full speed.

More than 20 meters of spiders are traveling at intense speeds. That's all. Again, my fear runs through my spine.

"So, Yut. Frankly, are you going to win?

"Of course. We just wanted to say that we defeated that evil Flaming Spirit Prince - Il Canjual..."

Shake your head with a nagging addition or subtraction.

"If you don't try, I don't know"

To the great mage's overly forthright words, but that cleared up the bitter air all at once.

"Well, you're always right"

"Right."

"If you say you're not going to win, you're not going to run away."

"He was hurt by a brace, and if Val and Egg hit him, he'd die, wouldn't he?

Summarize the words of everyone you like to say, and Valtrude, the leader, makes the decision.

"Let's intercept. Everybody, get ready."

In spite of the desperate circumstances, the people Yut met in different worlds, all aligned -

"- You're just stupid."

Including me.

Yut's heart was clear, even though a fierce battle awaited him from now on. Rather, it is exalted. In the best possible condition, like when you come to a soccer game.

"Come on, we're going to cast a spell while we have an ops meeting."

Reflecting on the earlier battles, I will sort out what needs to be talked about. Not that we don't have time, but leaving it alone only spreads the damage.

Yuut begins to turn pluralistic Daewoo again.

I got word from the Message spell there.

"From Hardenturm?

"Is that it? You've got plenty more coming."

For emergency contact, it appears that the Message, which was distributed to Hardenturm, Mainz and villages in the territory, arrived simultaneously. More surprised than suspicious, he frowns.

They know.

that the emergence of Ig Nus-Zad was the greatest outrage.

And the biggest means that there has to be a large number of vicious reports.