474 469. Bluebird.txt (2/2)

At this higher point than anyone else, I spun around and flipped my body around, slowing the momentum of my flight.

In the midst of the floating sensation, I feel it with my whole body.

The sky is free.

So I can finally spread my wings.

Because I can fly on real 'dragon wings' without a care in the world--

...magic.

The Fresh Blood Magic of Transformation was chanted with seriousness.

To be clear, none of the 'Dragonization' until today was serious.

Due to the narrowness of the ground, they have been suppressing their size by increasing their density all along.

-- But in the sky (here), it's okay.

All of the red mist that he wore was condensed, and although it was only the wings on his back, he made it 'fully dragonized'.

The blue wings, which were even bigger than just that, instantly grew to a volume hundreds of times larger than my body.

It was so huge that it could cover the wooden giant below me.

Because of its freshness, it is not yet stable as a substance and is a bit transparent. It doesn't block the sun's light, but a pair of huge, majestic wings. Now, here they were born.

My body is less than two meters in relation to those wings, but they are not unbalanced. No matter how strong the wind is blowing from all directions, my body does not sway at all.

I can control the movement of my wings and my posture.

The sky is as free as it is on the ground, and I draw my sword from my waist.

It's the great sword I inherited from Kanami and Titi, the Brave Florite.

I hold it at the top of the big stage.

In the midst of the heavens, I fill the sword raised to the heavens with magic.

''-- Magic 《Impulse Break》''

It's a magic that I'm good at.

However, if you compare it to Dia and Maria, it's not that strong of a magic.

''-- 《Impulse Break》 《Impulse Break》 《Impulse Break》 《Impa......--''

No matter how much of a 'Dragon Man' (Dragon Newt) magic power I had, this barrage of intermediate magic was like tilting a giant barrel with a small mouth.

So I stopped that layering in the middle.

For some reason, building up a little bit of vibration in the ”Brave Florite” was very tedious now.

Magic is not my role.

Furthermore, I was not the one to persuade the Apostle Diprakra below me, either.

I'm not like Dia. I'm not like Rustyala or Maria.

I'm me, and I'm a Snow Walker--

Just as I am, with clarity.

”I am!　Let's go: ！！！！

I shouted.

Vibrations like an explosion in the blue sky -

On the ground, the vibrations were like an earthquake. It propagated even more strongly and caused a sky tremor - no, a phenomenon that should be called a sky tremor - that shook the entire United States.

The too-dense magic and vibrations of the dragon caused the blue sky surface to ripple violently, as if it were a ripple on the surface of the reflected sky.

As the 'dragonization' continued to progress, my throat was accompanied by 《vibrations》, and I no longer had the usual method of vocalization.

I control and manipulate that large vibration with all my might, condensing it, and clotting it on the large sword that is now held at the upper level, permeating and accumulating it.

''I'm going to save Kanami!　Because now Kanami is crying!　Even at this bustling festival, you can clearly hear it coming from deep in the labyrinth!　Shut up!　And you want us to be 'happy' on our own?　You idiot!　First of all, that's the one that makes me 'happy'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ----

The vibration (koe) that had an obvious interference power was magic and 'chanting'.

If I had to imitate Kanami to name it, it would be the ”Dragon Impulse Break”.

When the vibration of the ”Dragon Impulse Break” touched the fireworks nearby, it was louder than normal.

And then the fireworks became scattered magic particles, falling - without falling, they were caught.

The panting fireworks went up, one after another, touching my vibrations, getting caught, not falling, but being sucked in.

The particles of magical power that should be pouring out of them do not come straight to me. They drew a circular line around me, going far away as if to follow the ripples that were born in the sky.

Round and round.

The curve of the sky is a ripple (line) of rainbow (rainbow) and light (white) that follows the blue world.

When the end of the curve arrives at the beginning of the curve, it becomes a beautiful halo of illusion.

Many illusory haloes were born and then absorbed by my sword.

In the center of it, with both wings and long hair spread out to the fullest, I continue to 'chant'.

''--Of course!　I know that power is not enough for me!　So go with the guys!　I'm not alone!　Don't just leave it up to someone else!　All together!

That 'dragon's roar' shook the ground, even if it was just the aftermath that couldn't be crammed into the great sword.

When I looked a little closer, I saw all the people who were enjoying the 'End of Season Festival' looking up at the sky.

Now.

Just for a moment.

For a moment, really, the Allied Nations' ”End of the Tale Festival” is interrupted and awakened (...).

Everyone was looking up at the blue sky and looking at my huge, freshly made wings.

Someone was pointing at me and calling my name.

Others were hailing the existence of the Dragon Man (Dragon Newt).

Some called me 'Hero' and shouted many thanks.

The reason for this level of favoritism is probably because right now in the Confederation, the only two dragoneutes are me and Serdra.

Since there were only two generals defending the country, there weren't many people who were afraid of them.

All of them expecting it to be some kind of event again.

Some children were excited by the overwhelming mass of power that the Allies were proud of. I could see them dazzled by the light, finding freedom in the beautiful blue sky, just like I once was, so I--!

”Because!　There are no convenient 'heroes' anywhere!　It was nowhere in the 'South' or the 'North', in the present day or a thousand years ago!　”Hero” isn't a word for anyone!　It's not a word that calls for someone more convenient!　Someday when your own loved ones are in trouble!　Words for me to step out and reach out!　Because that was the 'real hero' ahhhhhhhhhhh ---- ！！！！'

A little bit of nagging.

What I learned from my seniors when I was a child, this time I tried to teach them back.

With that as the deciding factor, enough vibration finally builds up in the sword I'm holding.

Immediately, I swing both arms down.

''Even if I have to pry it open, I'm going to go!　Me!　This hero (...) Snow Walker aaaaaaaaah!

By the end, he was already singing and stretching his voice out, as if to vibrate.

With that record-breaking 'dragon's roar', he struck out at the head of the wooden giant that was an obstacle in the labyrinth (・・・・).

At the same time, it released the vibrations that had accumulated in the sword, releasing the impact.

It was the best 《Impulse Break》 of my life.

Originally, the effect was simple: increased attack power through vibration.

That's all the magic it is, but this time the blow of 《Dragon Impulse Break》 doesn't stop at that one sentence. Just like Dia's 《Flame Arrow》, it had reached another event.

It was an empty strike that hadn't even been touched, but the wooden giant at the end of that sword was abducted (crushed) and shattered.

It doesn't just shatter, either; it shatters into pieces no more.

Matter is crushed to the smallest unit - not only is it crushed to the next magical unit, it is also crushed to pieces.

All of the World Tree is shattered into small pieces until it is reduced to particles of magical power, and then explodes into four pieces, glowing with light.

The highest mass of the Confederation shattered with a bang.

At that moment, the sound of the explosion spread out as if the most oversized fireworks of the day had gone off.

It was so beautiful.

So the people who were looking up cheered with a mixture of astonishment and excitement.

Some people clapped in a gulp, probably because there was zero damage from the aftermath.

With my Dragon Impulse Break, the only thing that was shattered was the tree giant.

It shattered on a horrible scale, but there was no debris.

The houses in the vicinity were also safe. Normally, the vibrations alone would have crushed it, but I had firmly controlled the ”Dragon's Roar” all the way through.

Hence, there were no human casualties.

The magical particles of the fireworks that finally fell to the ground were not harmful to the human body, but rather, their beautiful shimmer would be replaced by the vitality of people's lives for tomorrow.

It was a great performance worthy of this festival.

But in addition to the staging, I was indeed also slaying a wooden giant.

I also slashed the entrance to the labyrinth located behind it.

As an added bonus, I also slashed the 'Anti-Longman Sealing Formation'.

After losing the wooden giant, Diprakra had been thrown into the air and fallen to the ground.

Looking at his expression, I can be proud to say that he was completely overwhelmed.

But instead of that overwhelm--.

...... Yeah, I knew it.

My weapon, 'Brave Florite', was no longer in my hands.

Like the wooden giant, it had been shattered and broken.

After all, it seems that man-made weapons cannot withstand the power of a serious 'Dragon Man'.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.

A little bit of frustration: ......

I'm not going to be able to keep my promise to my titty sister .......

Yes, when you almost feel sorry for yourself.

A single large wind blows.

Obviously not a natural one, but a magical wind.

Naturally, the 'Brave Florite', which is too special in its origin, had become a kind of advanced magic tool. Hence, like a number of magic tools, its true value is - when it is shattered (・・・・・・).

The Green Wind Blows (・・・・・・).

The green wind that blows in the blue sky makes the particles of magic power falling around it ”Wait a minute! He kidnapped it as if to say, ”I'm sorry,” and shoveled it behind me.

Before I knew it, a magic circle of greenery, even bigger than my wings, was drawn in the blue sky.

This blue sky was now filled with particles of magical power that were capable of doing so. After scraping up all the residue of the numerous magic and 'compensations', the scaffolding (...) of the magic circle is completed in the blue sky.

It can be understood as a foothold, the vibration (...) in the wind of green--

If this thing breaks, don't worry about it!　What is important is the spirit that will be passed down through the ages!　I mean, they didn't make this sword with that much thought!

-- because I felt like I had a confessional dying message that was still there.

'Haha, hahaha--'

So I laughed.

I felt like I could breathe plenty of good air.

I felt like I could fly higher and higher.

I did a somersault and put my foot on the magic circle.

Then, I immediately headed downward and kicked through with all my might.

The magician's circle, which had been a foothold, shattered into pieces.

Next, the wind popped.

With the sound of an explosion, endless snowflakes of wind (Tear-Ray) filled the confederacy.

It was very sparkling.

In its afterglow.

As I disappeared.

I fly (flying) towards the labyrinth.

With the wind caused by the shattered green magic circle at my back, I accelerate.

Spewing 'dragon wind' from his own back, he accelerated and accelerated and accelerated.

The end of the great acceleration leads to another event that is beyond flight.

I wanted to scream the name of that event.

As a legend that will remain for a thousand years to come.

Just for today, I felt like imitating Kanami's weird sense of humor, and I wanted to shake the rubrics too.

In my 'adventures' to date, I understand that names are important.

The name of my dealings with the world is very important - or it's no longer tactless to think about it, just because ”since it's the last time, I want to shout it out comfortably”, I shout the name without any twists, as it is -!

”-- Magic, 'Wish on a Shooting Star (Brave Florite)' --！！！！！！！！

The meteor flies.

High, high, high.

Using his own body, he draws a line of mixed blue and green in the clear sky.

On the way, he passed next to Diprakra floating in the air.

But the wind doesn't engulf him, nor does the wind pressure do any damage.

This isn't a runaway of desperation, nor is it a fall, because it's just movement magic.

-- a magic that only flies on the 'path' with determination, courage, and choice of its own accord.

By that magic, I'm one step ahead of you.

Into the wounds of the labyrinth.

Blood was seeping out of the new labyrinth entrance that I had made myself, just like human skin.

After all, the labyrinth is still soft.

The damage caused by my sister-in-law Maria's escape has not been fully healed.

If left alone, the wounds would close up as if they were repairing the human body.

Before that, don't be afraid, do your best without fear.

I took off in a flight.