1945 War and Peace, Part 482 - Prophecy of Doom 8 -

"Now, when this happens, I want to make it a departure after I make a blow. He's a genius. So much for fighting..."

Dragreo exclaims that the gap is disappearing. The elders are slowly turning to fight back with three silver clan warriors at the same time. Even if Dragreo cracks it and goes in, because of the excellent collaboration of the elders, when he cracks it and goes in, it's only going to get in the way.

"Damn, you're in a hurry!

"Are you free, uncle?

A voice comes from behind Dragreo. There stood Hedneka, the war princess of a clan of silver wet in return blood. The look was somewhere in a trance, telling him that his demonic glowing eyes were dangerous opponents.

"If you're free, will you play?

"Are you... aren't you on your side?

"No? Because I just betrayed my clan"

"Why?

"I can't go against my instincts, that's what I'm talking about"

Dragreo saw the sun flame. I see, I nodded about that.

"I'm gonna get in the way of people's love, and you're gonna kick me to death. Is that what you're saying?

"Well, funny uncle. I won't say that much, but I was wondering if you'd let me tear it apart."

"More hiccups!

"That's about it. Then you won't die, will you? I'm not sure how strong I am either, so it would be great if you could be a practice partner."

"Yes - no, take it and stand!

"I figured - eh!?

In unexpected response, Haedneca also raises her bare voice unexpectedly. Instead of taking it and expecting it to stand, Dragreo accidentally leaned back because he stepped forward.

"That kind of hobby?

"I know you asked me out! Try it, motherfucker!

"Ugh... I can't believe you took it again and stood up. You can't help it, can you? All right, then, enough!

Haedneca's dance and Dragreo's tenacity collide. Yangitis, who saw it, was sensing that Dragreo ended up doing what he wanted.

Yes, I chose to fight Haedneca over myself. After cleaning this one up, it was decided that I would never break in. Sure, that's too bland. After considering this character, it would be a bitter meat choice.

I had an approximate anticipation of what that would end up with. Then suddenly they lost interest in the battle.

"Where are you looking!

The elders strike simultaneously at the flames of the sun. The attack was filled with one hand, and he smashed a clump of magic against one person. It's not even magic, it's just an attack without context. Therefore, it could not be avoided unexpectedly.

A princess of war who squeaks, flutters and falls as if the front of her body had been crushed by a mass. The moment I drove the look in my blink of an eye, there was a hole in the forehead of the other princess of war. Now he played a compressed mass of magic with his fingers and pierced it.

The leftover princess of war turns to her guard with a blue face. I guess I at least thought about buying some time. But Yangtze relentlessly releases a mass of magic over there. A war princess who tried to make a chunk of air on the front with a dance to deviate, but a chunk of magic that was released and rod-shaped suddenly unfolded to the left and right.

In the moment when the princess of war thought softly, she was eaten by a mass of magic that opened like a giant beast. Only the arm that tried to escape was protruded toward heaven, but eventually the mass of magic disappeared as if nothing had happened.

And Yangtze paid attention to the battle between Haedneca and Dragreo, and he sighed unfortunately and shook his neck beside him when he watched often. But he did not leave the scene, but just sat back on the rock and watched the battle.

Continued