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Published at 10th of February 2023 05:54:18 AM


Chapter 297: 291 きっかけを掴むのは簡単そうで簡単ではない

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The fight began without a signal, and it can be said that they both began at the same time.

I was trying to strike a blow to my opponent's breathing, and when I thought I was at the right moment, I instantly leaned forward and tried to close the gap between the two.

I thought to myself, this is good timing.

But perhaps he had seen through my thoughts, or perhaps my opponent had the same thought, and the fight resumed as the dragon king responded to my move in an instant, spitting out a breath of air from his first move to blast me away.

An oncoming torrent of silver and white.

Its destructive power is so frightening that even the air it gulps down can be felt.

With the body of a giant western dragon, there is no skill in battle for a being as big as him.

Just by wielding its massive body, it would be a disaster.

There is no room for human skill.

If there is one, it's a wild one that makes full use of its wild instincts.

The immediate retribution it shows.

We must not be frightened of it.

If you are frightened, you know what the consequences will be.

Enjoy the fear and move your body, forcing a grin and a smile around your mouth.

As soon as the breath hits you, you shift your forward momentum to the left and avoid the breath by jumping to the side to fly away.

However, your opponent also follows suit, dispatching the breath to Yokonagi as it were.

It's strange to say that it's the height of the wild.

In the moment, it instinctively understands which body part is best suited to attack and which body part is best suited for defense, and then it lets go.

It reacts as if it knows the answer in battle.

If you're going to counter such a thing, you'll need to react in the same realm.

The moment information from your vision gets to your spinal cord before you can think, your body reacts.

You jump and land on your feet as quickly as possible and apply the brakes.

Using the recoil generated at that moment, you somersault from the left side to the right side of the cleaved breath, watch the azure roar pass by below you, and dash back to the ground.

The opponent has collapsed into a posture due to the momentum of the breaths released into the side-nagging.

Visibility and experience offer a view of what's to come.

In less than a few moments, a guiding thought tells me it's time to take a chance, and I follow its instructions without hesitation as I rush to my feet.

My instincts are kicking in, telling me to get as close and as far away from my attack as possible.

The being in front of me would never make me act the way I envisioned.

It interrupts to swallow the breath it has been releasing, and uses its paws to brush me off as it closes in on me, stopping and backing away as I try to avoid it.

From there, it was a fluid chase.

It's not just a matter of time before you get to the point where you'll be able to see the difference.

■■■■■■■■■■■■!

An instantaneous attack and defense.

I'm under the illusion that it's reacting before I can think, and that it's reading my every thought.

It doesn't seem to speak any language in its dragon state, or perhaps it just takes a wild roar on its body when it lands, and its chattering roar propagates and shakes the dungeon.

To be honest, fighting this kind of opponent makes you want to ask yourself what kind of a lustrous boss he is, but even with such an existence, he is one of the top-class forces of the demon king's army, not the top.

''Oh, my heart is broken!

I grimaced at the thought of being above such a being, uttered an absent-minded word, exterminated the weakness and glanced behind me to see the devastation that had been created by the previous slight offensive.

The breaths that had been released had ripped through the earth and changed the terrain, the flapping wings had created a tornado and changed the weather, and the feet that had stepped through had created an earthquake and caused a landslide.

I feel like I'm dealing with a real natural disaster.

I feel like I'm dealing with a real natural disaster.

"olaaaaahhhhhh!

This one, too, shouts back and moves his body to get back into the swing of things.

This is the best way to keep your body moving.

Close in on them.

Even if the place you are about to enter is more dangerous than the storm, it's the only place where you have a chance to win.

Shake off the looming threat by shaking the mineral trees.

Use your magic to wreak havoc on the dungeon as if it were a disaster waiting to happen.

There's nothing to add or subtract, nothing to spare, and if you relax even a little, you'll be eaten.

Not allowing the slightest degree of slackness, you break the ground with a quick, full-throated plunge, gaining momentum even a few meters in front of you.

The third time they come at you, the breath is deflected by the magic-clad mineral tree, and you unleash your antimilitary magic as if to return the favor.

Your opponent's attacks will make you think everything is a disaster.

It's impossible to completely dodge.

Every time you move, you get attacked, you constantly suffer small wounds on your body, but you don't care about them.

There is an enemy to be defeated in front of you, move your arms, don't stop your feet, turn your head, and oxygenate your blood.

Don't stop thinking, don't move your legs, don't stop your arms, work your heart.

"d*mn it! It won't hurt you at all.

"■■■■■■■■■■!!!

Don't loosen up even if you swear without consequences.

If once doesn't work, do it twice; if twice doesn't work, do it three times.

If that doesn't work, just repeat until it does.

All that effort will be wiped out with a single swift attack by the wagging tail.

You stepped in and attacked, but the feeling from the tip of the slash was nothing short of hard.

It was so annoying that I thought I could cut it, but I couldn't. I knew I didn't have time for that.

I know that I don't have time for that, but it makes me want to raise my middle finger and snap back.

Even if I cut the trump card I can carry right now, it won't leave a scratch.

That's exactly what I did, but it was all minor.

The entire open system's Wumi Lei is protected and unharmed...and the Haishin Senpaku, which focuses on a single point, only scratches the surface of its scales...but it's only an abrasion.

''I'll cut through them all! Kagutsuchi!

It's not just a matter of how much time you have left to spend with your friends.

It's a technique in which the advanced magic of the fire system, the primordial flame, is clothed in the mineral tree by means of a costume spell, converging its power.

It's the shortest range of any technique, but the power compressed at the expense of its range is enough to cut through Evia's magic sword.

■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■!

The blade is dyed red and the air shakes.

The dragon king is about to strike back at the heated blade, and from deep within his fangs he breathes out a breath that will crush everything.

Under that kind of fire there was nothing left to be desired.

But there is no time to change course now.

To force my way in, I'll ram that breath with my life.

Guh!

I've experienced taking a breath head-on many times, but compared to the dragons of the past, I can see the difference in pressure.

But I can't give up on this one sword for such an event.

You have to clench your jaw to resist the force of the creaking push, not push back.

"Nambonomonjaaaaaaaaaa!

You succeed in deflecting it by swinging off to the side.

So don't rest easy and put your feet to work, kicking the ground in the ravine that no longer holds the first landscape and thrusting forward.

Scramble through the breath and finally make contact with your paws.

"KIERIAH!

Flash of Spunk.

I had given up on driving into the body from the start.

Then you decide to take the paw.

You disengage the swinging right foreleg at an abrupt stop and take it from zero to top speed without having time to worry about the load on your undercarriage.

Yokonagi Ichi-senpai.

The strike strikes near the ankle of the dragon king.

......... Really?

I was expecting it to be hard.

I was confident that this sword would still cut.

But...

How hard is it?

With that excitement, confidence was shattered.

Mineki's blade was indeed bitten.

Half the blade was buried, and the blade did indeed pass.

But it didn't go any farther.

The scales dampened its power, and the hard flesh at its end ate away at the blade.

My first clean hit, and even I couldn't stop sweating at the result of that attack.

■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■!

The fact that you were able to avoid such a situation is the result of daily training.

Quickly breaking the connection with the mineral tree and letting go to escape from the swung down opposite paw.

After a few seconds of looking annoyingly at the biting trees, you are thrown farther away, swinging your paws.

I lost my weapon and my magic in the fight.

The battle had consumed much of your magic.

I'm doomed.

I'm running out of options.

I almost have a faint hope that the dragon king in front of me will get bored and leave... but...

That was harsh.

I'm going to spill a laugh that could be taken as a bitter smile and face the battle-hungry Dragon King.

To be honest, it's tough to produce more firepower than that.

I have to think of a solution to this problem somehow. .........

My beloved mineral tree has fallen down the ravine.

I'd go get it, but it doesn't look like they'll let me.

I can feel we're getting pushed back and forth.

Now let's see if my fists will work.

The only spare weapon was an emergency dagger.

I knew better than anyone that the dagger wouldn't work now that the mineral tree wouldn't work.

I had only my own body to rely on.

I decided that a fist filled with magic was better, so I switched to empty-handed kung fu.

"■■■■■■

He snarled and stared at me.

Normally I would give up, but I'm not sure if the end is in sight.

"Unfortunately, I'm not a good resigner, so I'll have to scramble for a while longer!

They don't have these innocent characters.

The limbs still move.

He fights until he can't fight anymore and kicks the ground.

I push forward and run to fill the gap, which is even shorter.

Your opponent's attacks are essentially evasive, but you can't duck all of them.

You'll be able to parry them off with your bottom of the palm, but as you do so, fresh blood dances in the air.

!

You feel the pain, but rather than worry about it, you hold onto the blood and make it a magical medium.

The blood is a medium that stores magic in you.

You can use the blood to increase the power of your magic.

.........

No lightning, water, or fire.

Then wind, earth, and ice may not be as effective as they could be.

There's no time to think about which one is best.

But we don't have enough magic to try them all.

It's a bit of a no-brainer.

A few moments of time.

A few possible moments of dragon violence.

One technique that came to mind in such a momentary environment.

Compression.

Bet on that possibility.

Magic is an image.

Chanting is merely a process, an object to make that image clear.

When you make a seed fire with magic, you make it into a character, as you imagine a lighter's fire.

You turn the fuel into a gas and light the sparks in it.

If you chant it, it is as if you are lighting my small fire.

When it comes to spirit magic, the chanting is more of a dialogue and it's harder to break the chanting or make it unchanted, but it's good for now.

What you need now is great magic.

You don't have to say it, but its power is dependent on your imagination, and unchanted chanting gives you maximum firepower in the shortest possible process.

Just compress.

The white target-like disk that is gradually formed.

It pulsates with a white glow, and then the center section gradually begins to sharpen.

Not yet.

In the meantime, the attacks from the dragon king Baskerville do not stop.

You can use your left hand and both feet, or even a head butt to protect your right hand as you imagine, to hasten the completion of your magic, and to push forward to the spot you want to aim at.

If you close the gap between them, you won't have to worry about the breath.

In addition, this one is more versatile, and the opponent looks more difficult to aim at.

But still, your opponent is a veteran dragon king.

He is using his claws, fangs, and tail to finish me off.

I'm glad my opponent is so big.

The two instructors would have been cut down before I could make such a move!

They're mainly big swings, and I'm still able to get by thanks to my powerful physical prowess.

I've survived now in large part because of our affinity.

Okay.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to use your fists to strike or kick them occasionally, but they don't do any damage as if they were mosquitoes.

It should be powerful enough to take down a brown bear with ease, but it doesn't seem to work against a dragon.

"Whatever happens next, we'll be together. Now, it's the once-in-a-lifetime gamble!

And now, with all his strength, he runs to the target, aiming at the dragon king, who is not even defending himself.

The target is the heart.

Of course, there is no way I would let them aim at such a vital point, and they attack me even more viciously, but as I was concentrating on striking this blow, my thoughts became clearer and I was in a state of mind where the world seemed to move slowly.

It's a kind of futuristic vision, or maybe it's a kind of future vision, to see what kind of attack is coming next, to pass through the opponent's attacks and to take the shortest route.

I'm going to be the first to flap my wings and fly into the sky, knowing that the dragon king is preparing a magic that is not ordinary.

I know this magic can't reach me if it escapes into the sky and takes up too much distance.

Plus, it's the breath that shines in your mouth.

It's clear that they intend to reap the whole area at once, keeping their distance.

I'll be in time and move forward as fast as I can, my feet slowed down by the slow-moving world.

At last, the dragon king's feet leave the ground and fly into the sky.

Let him go!

I can't let you do that.

I chose earth magic as a spur of the moment.

It's a simple spell.

Increasing the density of the magic in my right hand, the parallel spells make a huge rock appear in the sky.

A huge rock that would engulf me all.

I didn't think about the consequences. I just wanted to block it from flying into the sky and let it fall without thinking about the consequences.

It wouldn't do any damage to the dragon king, but there's no way I'd be able to jump up from a rock as big as my height.

The high speed magic that Instructor Fusio and Ms. Evvia have created.

I didn't have time to be thrilled that I was useful; I stalled, collided with the dragon king, obstructed my flight into the sky, and the shattered rocks were falling.

I used my magic to create a foothold in the midst of it all, using the occasional falling rock as a foothold until I was within reach of my right hand.

"Fall down!

Maybe it was just my imagination, but for a moment I felt as if our eyes met.

The dragon's eyes widened, a moment that will live in your memory.

But it was overshadowed by the pain in my right hand that I felt after the crossing.

The right hand thrust out with all of its strength, and immediately afterwards the sound of an explosion echoed in place.

A dull sound vibrates the air of the entire place, and at the same time, a thudding sound echoes through the place.

Hearing such a sound, I sacrificed my right hand and unleashed a blow that sent the dragon king's massive body staggering backwards with a solid response.

d*mn you!

With my left hand, I held up my middle finger with my safe left hand and fell into the ravine while being thrown into the air by the recoil of my magic toward the falling opponent.

Word of the Day

If you can do it, you must do it.

Everything is .........




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