297 291 きっかけを掴むのは簡単そうで簡単ではない (1/2)

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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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