Dungeon Maker

Chapter 71 – The Battle of the Ryoma Battle Chapter 71 – Battle of the Battle of Ryoma Battle of the Yura Battle Battle
I was so happy and pleased until my sister Sukazha had to hold her tightly and promise to sleep with her little finger, but since then, things have been strangely distorted.

Everyone was serious.
She was also serious, and her sister Kaiwan was also serious. Even the cute Catarina sister, who always tucked her tail like her, was serious.

The friendly grandfather of Eli Goth's grandfather also did not even say a word with his mouth tucked away, so he could not put his words on it.

The situation did not improve after she brought her very wise sister with her winged sister. I thought it would be okay at night. Sukazha was busy staring at her winged sister and her pretty sister all night long. It seemed as if I had forgotten all the promises I made.

I was upset.
I still could not help it. I'm sure something is really important.

Juria squatted over the mansion yard of Scuzha and looked up at the artificial sun. All day, I had a potato with my skulls and my back hurt. – I think you have a sore waist to meet you, too, but I do not know where and how it hurts. – Still, I was able to make a delicious dish called French prawn with can potato so hard that one of my heart warmed up.

My winged sister and her pretty sister came and the night passed twice. A lot of people, including Caesar, rushed down and did not come up. It was shaped out of the dungeon.

What is it? Could it be that something bad happened?

"낑낑."

In his call, Yuria lowered his gaze down to the sky. She was sitting in the same posture as Uriah, and with two hands she handed out a chicken exchange ticket to Uriah. It was all wrinkled all the time because he carried his own hair in his arms. In detail, it was a privilege to exchange 'Chicken with fried chicken', which was very precious in the dungeon of Mammon.

"Will you give me?"

"낑낑."

He nodded quickly. It seemed as if I should receive it and take it. I did not give it to him.

Carrieu, Yuria, dragged her tightly. She touched the chicken exchange ticket she gave me and said, lifting it up high.

"I wish you could come soon. My sisters are coming soon too. We all eat delicious chicken. Is it good? "

"All right!"

"낑낑!"

More than this, Baduk first answered. We just had to go out to eat first, but Ulya ignored it.

But it was then. Suddenly there was a loud noise from inside the mansion.

Yuria stood up and looked over the window and into the mansion. She climbed over her head and stood upright. Dungeon I found out what happened in the mansion with MERCAT's unique observation ability.

My winged sister woke up from the place where she was lying and was shouting. A strange young lady in a black dress, still looking at her winged sister.

Yuria and 낑낑 rolled their eyes at the same time. I saw a very pretty sister quietly sleeping in the blue water in the middle of the mansion.

The blue water broke apart. Winged sister – Samahal once again raised her voice.

"Siti Lee!"

Responded to the call. She was awakened from a deep sleep.

The dragon was quite ritual of us.

As descendants of the day kings, they could have existed alone, and thus they were often indifferent to the same species as well as world affairs. Each individual was a lazy individualist.

The Dragon Legion, under the King of Violence, was a fairly mysterious group from the Dragon's point of view. It is also strange that the dragons have formed a corps, even though their members were from different clans.

Leading the dragon legion was a dragon Ancablo who was called "the furthest seeer". As a blue dragon, she was ordered by the king of violence to sit on the eastern border with the corps. It was her mission to check the king of food.

Anchorbrosa sensed the movements of the army in the night. But Anchorblower did not move. Her mission was a simple check, not an aggressive offensive.

It has been a long time since the cult of army moved. It was already time to collide with the army of the rage.

Ancablo finally rose with his wings up. But she did not go to the north where the fight was going. Rather, I looked at the west, unrelated to the fighting.

There was no order. Something new did not come in contact.

But Anchorbros looked for a long time to the west. I triggered a communication magic in the ominousness of the back of the neck.

There was no response. No, not at all. There was something that interfered with the communication, but the magic that was facing west was cut off.

Anchorbros was no longer delayed. The monsters, who occupy the majority of the dragon legions, commanded the air and led them only to their ancestors.

Something happened. Otherwise, there was no reason why communication would not happen at all.

Anchorblower hurriedly flipped his wings. I hoped that my ominous feeling would be out of balance.

The circulation route of the dungeon chasers was connected to everywhere in the magical world. However, the number of the distribution routes in the territory of the western king of violence, the King of violence, was less than other places.

The dragons were less dependent on the dungeon than the other dragons of the mage. They liked to have a number of races in their dwellings, rather than buying a workhorse at a dungeon.

As the number of distribution channels was small, choices were also small. Abra Sachs chose the nearest distribution channel from Leh of King of Violence.

At the very moment of the attack on the army of the rage, the door of the space was opened at the end of the distribution channel. It was the door of the disposable space that Abra Sacks prepared for today.

A chunk of blue magic unfolded through the cracks in the gap. Numerous people, including Abraham Sachs, settled in the land of violence.

The time of keeping the door of the space was short. At most, it was only a minute or two. Moreover, the gate of the space was more than a few kilometers away from the king of violence.

But the moment the door of the room was closed, Abraham realized. I was found. I found that I opened the door of space in this land.

Abra Sas hastily opened his arms. It did not slow down a little, and it glowed with enormous power from seven horns.

Abraham played only one role in this surprise.

Spreads magic power in the air to interfere with various communication magic and space movement magic, and eventually isolates the rare king of violence.

When enormous horsepower emanated, the green forest filled the forest. Abraham sang this badly. This was not good either. Abra Sachs was not hunting the forest because of his horsepower. Other movements were happening all over the forest.

Bifronz set up six horns, but did not end up in the form of a giant spider. He rolled eight eyes to each other and grasped the surroundings and sensed the vibration of the ground with eight feet.

Dragons with huge flesh rarely make dungeons underground like other devils. They made their habitats in open bays or mountain highs where they could fly at any time.

Therefore, Dragon's dungeon was not limited to Rare. The whole of the manor in its vicinity could be said to be a dragon's lair.

But it was normal that it was hundreds of meters around Rare. Ancient dragons who have lived a long time did not exceed one kilometer.

But he was not the king of violence. Bifronz was thrilled by the coolness that pierced the spine. It was clear that if the god was not human, it would have been sweaty.

They were already inside the rare king of violence. This whole forest was a king dungeon of violence!

It was a fact that the dungeon committee did not understand. It was such a ridiculous thing.

The whole forest was crushed because the violent kings began to move. Inside the dungeon, the door of the Duckkuk space opened and the people with strong magical powers poured in it. It was natural to go on the act of hostility.

There were many races living under the rule of the King of violence. Biplonz detected from the ground that there were hundreds and thousands of flocks moving toward this direction. Eight eyes captured flying monsters flying in all directions.

If the role of Abraham was interrupted, the role of Bifronz was to command. Though there were more enemies than expected and the response was fast, it was the two people who came to this land in the first thought of "war".

Almost most of the Daedong workers were summoners. When the two directors were urged, they hastened to complete the summons. Thirty-six summoners discarded the order at once, and a pile of bright light was formed in the red sky, within which a new light emerged from the pile of light. In the blink of an eye, a gigantic summon of light was drawn in the air.

Three zombie dragons and this dragonnet simultaneously reached their heads. Each one of them was a huge monster that would be well worth tens of meters of body length.

Following the seven undead dragons, flight-type laborers appeared. The Gryphon and Pegasus who carried the warriors of this era rose, and the beasts that did not burn the rider burst into angry cries.

Summoning was not done only in the sky. The brainwashed elven spirits summoned various spirits, and Elder Ricci raised the golems. Vampire rods have summoned undead like skeletons or zombies.

Suddenly a group of dozens of people crossed hundreds of thousands in a flash. Seven undead dragons filled the sky were really great.

A smile was drawn again on Abra Sachs' face. Biplonz is also a little bit, but I got a spare.

There was movement in the king of violence. The crowd that made the whole forest glow finally showed up.

Drake and Wyvern called dragon subspecies covered the sky. Even if the number was small, one hundred was enough.

Dark elves, armed with magic bows and magic spells, surrounded the powers of the dungeon supremacy with the forest. The dragons escorted the Dark Elves, and several giants, including the Mountain Giant, sprang up over the bushes. Heavy armored dwarves and orcs have been formed in various places around the street.

There were also dragons among them. It was the young people of the Red dragon clan who passed the blood of the King of violence. Yet the greatest thing was that it was only twenty meters in length, but it reached twenty square feet.

The door of the room opened and only a few minutes passed. Nevertheless, there has already been a wanderer around the area. It seemed that a huge battle would begin soon.

But it was not yet. The most important ones have not yet appeared.

Beyond that, Dragon Lair.
Who is crouching in it. Despite the absence of iniquity, only the power of God has come to the place of the king. The atmosphere was torn. It was a roaring explosion.

It was a phenomenon that a great being sprang up into the sky. Despite the distance of a few kilometers, I was feeling full of sight.

Under the red sky, the ground was blackened. It was by a huge shadow. The sight of the beast several hundred times greater than the fully grown Ancient dragon and flying up to two hundred meters in length was so unrealistic.

The atmosphere was shaking again. The wind, caused by only one wing, caused the whole forest to cry.

Their king was on the arm of violence.

A red and huge man. Truly God. I could not help but be overwhelmed by its tremendous utility. I needed tremendous courage to face the king of the great dragons, who looked down on the ground.

The King of Violence saw the crowd of dungeon chiefs. He did not warn. He opened his mouth to those overwhelmed by his presence. It was the power of the great day king.

Dragon breath.

Light dyed the world. It was not enough to say that the surrounding area was gentle. It seemed as if the whole world was rocking. The greatest dragon's power crossed the space and crushed everything in front of it. One of the dragons exposed to the dragon breath was destroyed without being killed or killed. A huge line was drawn on the surface of the earth, and all the beings that were in the gigantic straight line disappeared.

The wreckage of this dragon crashed on the ground. There was a tremendous tremor, but no one looked at you.

Abra Sachs could not breathe properly. The dragon breath passed by just a dozen meters. What if the great power hit him?

It would have blocked it. I could have protected the monies somehow. Abra Sachs himself was the strongest horsepower in the dungeon, no matter who said anything.

But the appearance of the blockade did not come to mind. A martial like god did not allow such an imagination.

Abra Sass finally realized.

He was the king of violence. It was so called to be called.

The king of violence, who claims to be an "observer", never left the territory. The battle with the King of the Prince, who was two hundred years ago, was his last battle record in history. So I did not know it would be overlooked.

Abra Sachs forcibly breathed. One second seemed like eternity.

This land was a dungeon of violent kings. All the Caesars of the Magical Empire exerted their most powerful powers when they were in their dungeons.

Maybe it was the wrong choice. Maybe they just touch the opponent they should not touch.

It was not. Abra Sachs restored his temper. It caused a sense of pressure to paralyze the accident caused by magic.

The dragon breath of King of violence went away. Someone twisted that gruesome momentum from the front. Therefore, the dragon breathes the oblique line on the surface.

The existence that made it. With the power of JINSHI, shaped by black smoke, the dragon breathes its trail. An enormous magical power sprang up from the ring of Jing'i. The owner of the shrine stretched a long omen of a long-sword-shaped wonder.

The King of Oman smiled a little smile. On the forehead, I looked at King of violence in Samji.

This was the first time I actually met. But the moment I met, I could see many things.

The king of violence was not surprised to see the king of Oman dealing with the wrath of Ji-shi. He put more important things in his mouth.

The voices of the king of violence, which may be called thunder, were spread from heaven to earth. It was the same voice that resonated directly in my head.

[King of Oman. No, the king of arrogance.

It was a curious title. A big smile came to mind in the king 's face of Oman. I went back without any hesitation. Compared to the king of violence, it was too small a voice, but it was communicated to everyone in the vicinity.

"Did you know?"

I was suspicious. And now I'm sure.]

Abra Sachs could not keep up with the conversation. Bifronz understood intuitively. I looked round the king of Oman without my knowledge.

Unlike other kings, the king of Oman, who inherited the sin of Oman and made a 'royal family'.

If it is not a royal family. Only one king.

It was not possible. It was impossible. Bifronz had ever met the king of the archenemy. He and the king of the time of Oman were different. It was a totally different person.

But the King of Oman did not deny the king of violence. He dealt with the wrath of Oshman while dealing with the wounds of Jill. The gigantic emotions themselves, the smoke of the jakeman, and the pile of light of the whiteness, wrapped around the king of Oman.

The power of sin was the power of the soul. The power of both sins has weighed thousands of years.

The king of violence did not ask about the postwar situation. He fled high and prepared a second dragon breath.

The King of Oman lifted his head high. After a thousand years, the magic power was released through the best body.

Bifronz spoke out and ordered. Six undead dragons flashed at the same time, and the army of dungeon supremacy attacked the army of violence. It collided in the sky and the ground.

King of violence. And the King of Oman – The King of Oman.

The war of two giants began.

Chapter 71 – The End of the Dragon Battle