The white dragon flapped its wings and came from below with a storm.

The three bifurcations split from each of the wings and feet of Ariza spewed red flames, changing direction as if adjusting her flight attitude, pushing her to lightly distance herself from the white dragon.

After chasing and fleeing, their position shifted to the mountains north of the island.

And Li Wu began to compress and gather the flames of wrath.

It was a trick he had learned during the battle with the leprechaun.

At that time, he used the [Self-Fulfilling Prophecy] assistance to successfully fulfill the conditions.

Now there is no buff added to myself, but the completion of [Exorcist] has also been improved.

In reality, the flames that were difficult to control at the time, and felt that they would pour out their power in a rage the next moment were now tamed like a ball of plasticine, and they were suppressed by him to become smaller and smaller.

"Don't try to run away!"

Behind him was the roar of the white dragon, and Li Wu was very suspicious that what the other party said was a conclusion drawn from thought, or a line that was pieced together from the memory of Airisa's father by a polluted mind.

Several blue light cannons pierced through the air and chased after Arisa's figure, and the ionized air emitted foul ozone.

Like a highly skilled fighter pilot, Arisa remained steady enough to give Li Wu time to recharge his strength while dodging through the web of fire intertwined with the plasma, and from time to time he would turn around and release a laser-like dragon's breath to return fire.

Although her speed was indeed above that of the White Dragon, the distance between the two sides was still getting closer under the harassment of the other party's firepower.

She let out a series of chirps as a reminder, reminiscent of Arisa screaming in her humanoid form.

"I say, are you sure, Li Wu?"

Abu Hatak's head recovered, and he opened his mouth to shout, despite the violent wind that had swallowed it.

With Arisa's cooperation, his project has entered the final stage, and their position is close to the agreed destination.

The red flames solidified into a ruby-like solid, with restless streaks flowing on the surface.

While fighting the leprechaun's Troant Legion, he only maintained this state for a brief moment before he had to release the compressed flames.

But now, he sensed that he could extend the duration considerably, and it was enough to use it as a standing skill.

It's called Buddha Nu ○ Lotus...... Forget it, let's name it the high-pressure prototype Flame of Wrath Bomb No. 1, and see if there is room for improvement in the future.

He lifted the vampire's head and said solemnly, "Mr. Abkhatak, I need your help. ”

The dead man asked suspiciously, "What can I do now...... Hmm"

Li Wu unloaded its jaw with lightning speed, and shoved the prototype bomb No. 1 into the human head's mouth before the vampire could recover.

Then without waiting for it to react, Li Wu turned around and raised his hand, relying on the huge force in the state of the manifestation of the law phase, aiming at the head of the white dragon that was getting closer and closer, and threw it with all his might!

The world's fastest baseball ball is said to be 169 km/h, and now Mr. Abkhatak's head has experienced the speed far beyond it.

As it flew towards its target, it turned into a ball of fire due to violent friction.

The white dragon felt a disgusting aura coming from the projectile in front of him, which posed no threat to him.

In the subconscious impression that has become fragmented, this breath belongs to a madman who suddenly finds himself.

He lured himself with the restoration of some kind of reputation, though it had forgotten what it meant, and threatened to send people to attack him if he didn't cooperate...... Assault on whom?

He also wanted to involve someone, but that person was already a blank painting for him.

Bai Long can't understand the thick soup of "disappointment", "expectation", "love" and other emotions.

But its bestiality is enough to understand disgust...... and appetite.

It opened its mouth and swallowed the vampire's head like a goldfish being fed.

Nothing happened at first, so much so that Li Wu wondered if there was an accident in any link.

Immediately afterward, the white dragon shook up and down like a passenger plane encountering strong convection.

It opened its jaw in pain, and the flames scorched its throat, tongue, and teeth like a flood of fireworks, gushing out from the inside of its body like fireworks at a fireworks festival tonight.

The dark thunder from within caused it to tilt to one side, and even the white storm that followed the dragon and was harnessed by it dissipated for a moment.

"Erisa, there is still one last bit of distance, please send me over when the time comes."

Li Wu lay on the red dragon and said to the golden pupils.

She snorted.

The flame of light on the left flank of Ariza diminished abruptly, while the other side erupted with an even more intense fire, and the burning light propelled her back and flung her back through an extremely exaggerated semicircle as if she had been grasped by an invisible chain.

The air was ravaged by its sudden sharp turn and made a terrifying noise, which was transmitted in all directions in the form of white air waves.

The red dragon, who had completed the return in an instant, once again ignited a flaming sword-like wake behind her, and she folded her wings as if they were folded, bursting out faster than before.

The red dragon, which seemed to turn into a missile, burst into front of his father, and the white dragon stretched out his forelimbs in pain, trying to stop Arisa from rushing forward.

However, just before the impact, Arisa leaned over like a drifting high-speed racing car, and the dragon's tail, which had been ignored, popped out with the help of inertia.

The bronze tail blade in the shape of a great sword became hot and red under the polishing of the high-speed air current, like a red thunder exploding in the air, and landed on the lower back of the white dragon.

A clear cracking sound slowly kept pace with the action.

The dragon scales, which were as indestructible as heavy armor, broke into sand for the first time.

The flying white debris was swept away by the violent air currents before it could fall from the air, and the white dragon that had been hit by this blow was blasted alive for hundreds of meters like a spinning top whipped by a whip.

But in pain, it instinctively opened its mouth and bit the right wing of the red dragon, which had to stop because it was about to attack, and dragged her out with it.

Far stronger than metal, the wing membrane crumbled under the dragon's teeth, bleeding dark red blood.

The light of the fire from Arisa's right wing dimmed, and she roared and pressed her left wing against the white dragon's neck.

As the remaining side soared to unprecedented brightness, like the rocket flying fist often seen in robot cartoons, the red dragon's left wing was unnaturally pushed forward, slamming the white dragon's head open.

Under this self-harming attack, the light on both sides was finally extinguished, and she could only barely maintain a state of slow flight.

The white dragon shook his head, ignoring his own bleeding wounds, and opened his mouth at close range, condensing blue points of light.

Airisa bends the dragon's tail and sends it into the mouth.

Sharp teeth grinded past the cooled tail blade, splashing orange-yellow sparks.

Like a swordsman preparing to slash Iiai, Arisa turned around and slashed out with the large sword-like dragon tail that was contained in her mouth, like a powerful uppercut, hitting the white dragon's jaw the moment before the opponent's breath was about to emerge.

The dragon's head, which had been continuously wounded, was raised high, and the blue pillar of light seemed to reach the sky and the earth, and rushed into the distant sky.

Arisa shook her body with the final blow, and finally fell to the ground under the pull of gravity.

There was no time to praise and comfort her.

It is necessary to seize the fighter plane created by Airisa.

Li Wu stood on the head of the falling red dragon and struggled to leap into the air.

Only when one is detached from the external flying vehicle can one comprehend the horror of the heights.

There is no end on all sides, only a rapid sense of weightlessness reminds you of where you are.

The white dragon gradually recovered, and in his highly concentrated eyes, time was like a tightened string, gradually becoming relaxed.

In the slowed down world, Li Wu pulled his waist back like opening his bow, and his raised right hand summoned the long sword entwined by the black dragon.

"You are a beast feared by the Celts, a dragon that represents the enemy who invades the homeland.

You have been defeated by the Red Dragon, and you have been resurrected in modern times by the blood of the descendants of Vlad III. ”

Silently contemplating the essence of his enemy in his heart, he threw the sword of Kurigala like a spear.

The blade roared and nailed into the weakened part of Arisa, and the remaining dragon scales pierced like pieces of paper.

The strength of the material plane has no meaning for the sword of wisdom and fire.

However, even if it can hurt the white dragon, in terms of its size, it is only pierced by an iron nail.

Therefore, the wound needs to be further expanded.

The enraged white dragon opened its huge mouth to borrow strength from nowhere, and Li Wu, who was falling downward, rushed towards him, and he silently recited the countdown, and blasted a fireball into the dragon's mouth that was still burning before falling into the bottomless abyss.

Perhaps recalling the painful memories of eating something he shouldn't have eaten, Bai Long wasn't sure if he should have shut his mouth just as Li Wu was about to be pushed out of the dragon's mouth by the roaring wave of gas generated by the explosion.

So, he grabbed a dragon tooth as a shaft, and threw himself higher like a gymnast, landing on the bridge of the white dragon's nose.

Before the pair of amber beast pupils focused on him, Li Wu ran.

The giant beast that sensed a mosquito falling on it rolled in the air trying to shake off the foreign object, and even though the storm it was operating had dissipated, it was still extremely difficult to gallop on the white dragon.

Sometimes he dodged the blue electric light that appeared suddenly on the scales, in order to clear the intruders, and sometimes he needed to grasp the spines on the white dragon's back and levitate in the air.

It's almost like playing some kind of side-scrolling game of nightmare difficulty.

Eventually, he stood in front of the sword he had thrown.

The sword of Kurigara, pinned to the center of a hexagonal dragon scale, burned with cyan flames.

From the very beginning of the battle to the present, Li Wu has maintained the state of manifesting and blessing his body.

It was probably the longest he'd tried to last, so much so that the muscles were already red, and white steam was spewing out of his pores.

However, this is not where the work has been done is not to be lost.

He mobilized the tired muscle fibers and forced them to build like cogs, channeling the power deep within his body to the outside world.

Crash King Kong!

He raised his right fist and slammed it into the hilt of the Kurigala sword like a blacksmith wielding a sledgehammer against an anvil.

It is reminiscent of the huge bronze bell in the ancient temple that was struck, and it was a collision of flesh and metal, but it erupted with a sonorous sound.

When dams are built, giant nails are driven into the rock by blasting to strengthen the mountain.

If the white dragon is compared to a small mountain, it is as if someone is driving a nail deep into its body through a series of explosions.

"Eula, Oura, Ora, Ora, Ola!"

Li Wu's arms turned into phantoms, smashing like a piledriver, on the end of the divine tools he had summoned.

The sword was extremely strong, and it remained straight even under the pressure of such a great force.

Since it can't bend, it can only move forward.

As if pushing the bullet that had penetrated the human body deeper, the hexagonal dragon scale that the sword had penetrated had turned into an explosive wound, and the sword body had already submerged into the white dragon's body.

But Li Wu still didn't stop, he just single-mindedly used the blade that could break through the White Dragon's defense as a drill bit for himself to dig, and advanced until he was exhausted.

The pain was so unbearable that even the strength of the roll was gone, and he could only maintain a gliding position and make a forced landing towards the ground, descending to a height high enough for him to fall safely.

So, Li Wu threw the final punch.

The shockwave exploded around a man and a sword that he didn't know where to go, and red dragon blood sprayed all over him.

He vaguely felt that something flashed in front of him, accompanied by a stream of heat that swept through his body, but before he could react, he fell from the air due to the loss of strength.

The white dragon finally got rid of the foreign object that was bothering him, and reluctantly stopped in the low air, and for the first time, his mind filled with animal nature came with ecstasy.

It turned its head to look around at the surrounding hillsides and boulders, spreading its wings, extracting the lines it should have said at such a time from its shattered memory bank.

"I'm too high to be good!!"

The white pillar of light seamlessly penetrated into the dragon's body from the hideous wound created by Li Wu.

The barrier that could easily deflect the flow of mana was shattered by the dragon's scales.

At an altitude of 167 meters, it is located on the famous rock of Longdu Island, which is named "Ono Turtle" because of its resemblance to a lying turtle.

Hoshikawa Aoi fell to the ground panting, unable to even muster the strength to check the results of the battle because she had been infused with all her magic power.

The white dragon stood still in the air, like a marble statue.

Then there was a white glow.

Grafted together two very different systems of lore, the materials used as binders gradually disintegrated under the sweep of the predator's power.

The dragon turned into a meteorite and crashed to the earth, flattening the hillside and sending the immeasurable soil into the sky and burying the huge ditch created by the slide.

The bouncing magic doll Xiaobai took out a magnifying glass and projected the scene to the owner who turned into a salted fish.

Hoshikawa Aoi rolled over and reached out to reach out to the sky, which had revealed a touch of fish belly white.

"We ...... Knocked down a dragon. ”

She concluded incredulously.

(End of chapter)