Warriors Come to My Prison - Warriors Come to My Prison chapter 128

Side story. High Elves and Dimensional Dragons (6)

Light Dragon’s Breath.

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Julia remembers the hopeless situation.

A poisonous mist filled with demonic energy poured down, and her wind was not strong enough to dispel the miasma.

His breath hit her directly, beyond her, at the allied forces.

The aura melted. Armor is corroded. The spirit’s protection was shattered, and the sword rusted. A lot of power evaporated in an instant.

It was a nightmare-like attack.

No, it was the cause itself that planted her current trauma and current obsession.

The decisive blow that defeated her.

Power went into the hand holding the sword.

Albenius said.

‘If you are now, you can catch Gwangryong. I’m not sure. I believe in the words of the dimension dragon, who is a higher species than him.’

that the end can be prevented.

However, the human mind cannot be fixed at once.

The defeat left deep scars, and Yulia had to check and check again to heal the wounds that hadn’t healed.

‘I’ve done all the other checks.’

This is the last time. Real confirmation through practice. Even if you want to postpone it, you can’t postpone it any longer.

Wrapped in an aura, wrapped around the wind.

It sucks in the air around it and creates a vacuum.

And.

swing

─!

The compressed and suppressed wind explodes all at once. Beyond the storm, it becomes a gale and collides with the dragon’s breath.

─────!

An eardrum-shattering roar.

the shaking earth.

An unresolved shockwave.

burst out all at once

“Kuk!”

“Everyone this way!”

The wizard puts on the magic of the defensive magic circle, and the saint puts on protection. Except for Yulia, the party hides behind it.

And when the storm that swept away everything passed through.

“···uh?”

“yes?”

“…?”

Gwangryong’s breath was extinguished.

without a trace.

* * *

“…?”

Gwangryong and Balbar did not properly recognize the reality that had come.

He apparently let out his breath and the high elf swung his sword.

The wind blew and collided with breath.

Yes, I understood up to that point.

If that was the case, the results were not the same. The breath had to push away the wind and attack the high elf warrior and the humans behind him.

But why did the breath disappear in the middle?

“It worked…!”

I heard the high elf’s voice. A warrior who shakes his whole body in joy.

“It worked!”

“Hey, don’t be too happy that you barely managed to block it once!”

It was only then that I realized that all of these phenomena originated from the high elves.

But even though I was a little embarrassed, I didn’t go any further.

I just stopped breathing once. Breath was the power of dragons, but the opponent was a warrior. Since God has given us strength, if we do our best, we may be able to block it at least once.

It’s no wonder that the hero is not the enemy of the end.

But in the end it will only be one time. I wonder if she’s a little stronger, I’ve already checked that level before going to sleep. Even if it’s a little stronger, it’s probably only enough to block it once or twice.

“But I can shoot more than ten times!”

Originally, it was common for him to run out of mana once or twice in a row, but he was different from normal dragons as he received the blessing of darkness.

“die!”

───!

I let out a breath once more.

The high elf swung his sword.

“···uh?”

“…”

“Yes, twice! Twice would be best! Now all you have left is death!”

──!

Again, the breath raged through space and flew away. It concentrated more mana than before, making it bigger and more poisonous.

but.

squeak-

Balvar’s eyes widened.

I definitely saw it this time. The high elf swung his sword and the wind blew. The extremely compressed blade-like wind cuts my breath in half.

Strong storms blow away the remnants that have lost their power.

The power of the dragon disappears without a trace.

“… This, this can’t be! This can’t be!”

Once again.

One more time.

one last time.

Really one last time.

“Cool…!”

Balvar knelt down. As a result of completely squeezing the dragon heart, a backflow of mana occurred. The magic power in his body started to run rampant out of control.

Being a dragon, he could eventually recover, but the problem was that he didn’t have that much free time.

“I told you.”

The high elf, who had been only defending himself the whole time, took a step forward for the first time.

“It works.”

wield a sword A blade of wind attacks Balbar.

“I’m no longer the pathetic high elf you used to know.”

“Aagh!”

Some of the scales were torn off. A scream erupts from the excruciating pain.

“My strength! to you!”

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Julia kicked the ground. Her model shot through the wind. The distance closed in an instant.

“It works.”

squeak-

The wings are cut off. The protection magic he always wore had no meaning. Balvar screamed in agony.

“What the hell, what the hell!”

I couldn’t understand.

I know that high elves are a special race. Being chosen as a hero and receiving power from God must have made it even more special.

But nonetheless. If she was a high elf, Balbar was a dragon. The apex predator reigning over all races. He was chosen by darkness and became an apostle of the end.

I’ve already tried it once and won overwhelmingly.

It was not a level that narrowed the gap of only six months.

Even more so, for the past six months, Balbar has fallen asleep. For dragons, hibernation is a process of absorbing and stabilizing power, and although it woke up earlier than originally planned, it was also stronger than half a year ago.

alternatively though.

“Why the hell did I even have one!”

Balbar forcibly held back the flowing mana.

The power of the race called breath was no longer possible, but nothing else.

For a dragon, using magic is as natural as breathing.

Mana and mana react just by simply raising the will. There is no need for complex spells or magic circles.

─!

Lightning strikes.

─!

Sparks cause an explosion.

─!

Earth cracks and earthquakes occur.

─!

A tidal wave rises and hits Yulia.

Still, nothing can reach her. Just by swinging the sword and causing wind, the dragon’s magic becomes a mere trace of mana and disappears.

“how? It’s simple.”

It breaks through all of that without incident. whispers softly

“I learned from a dragon stronger than you.”

“What nonsense is that…!”

“It sounds like I wouldn’t believe it either.”

well, is that important?

“Now it matters that I can beat you. You will never know.”

“Oh, don’t come…!”

When the high elves took a step forward, Balvar also took a step back.

“How anxious I was, how desperately I wanted to win.”

“Do not come!”

“How long have you been waiting for this moment?”

The magic bombardment fell again. However, only the poor land was damaged, and Yulia was intact.

“If I had known it would be like this, I would have believed it purely from the beginning.”

There’s no way a dragon can lie.

“I made innocent colleagues suffer for no reason. Because of my anxiety.”

“Don’t come!”

Balvar, who was forced to breathe, vomited blood.

And finally, Yulia stood in front of Balvar. A giant dragon and a small high elf. Clearly the difference was clear, but it felt like the size was reversed.

“···I.”

Barbara shouted as if in a fit of fuss.

“I am a great dragon! There’s no way I’ll ever lose to a high elf!”

“Are you denying reality? It’s like seeing me half a year ago.”

“Shut up!”

Pakan, the lightning broke.

“What did you say to me then? He said it would be useless to fuss over trivial high elves.”

I’ll give it back to you literally.

“It’s useless, but what are you doing because you’re more desperate?”

just go nice

Yulia’s eyes cooled coldly.

“Go to the underworld and apologize to the people who died because of you.”

“I-I can’t die here…!”

squeak-

The sword reflected the sunlight and shimmered.

The long blade of wind cut the dragon’s head.

“ah···.”

Short-haired scream.

The dragon’s head fell.

* * *

“I won.”

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Julia was delighted.

“Really I won…!”

And then he vomited blood and collapsed.

My whole body trembled. It was not the exhilaration and joy of victory. The late subordinates were causing convulsions throughout the body.

“Hero!”

“Hero!”

Colleagues rushed over. The magician manifested healing magic, and the saint poured out divine power.

“Where did you get hurt!”

“I’m just a little overworked.”

Even if he had learned from Albenius, the opponent was a light dragon. Unless she was a god, it couldn’t have been easier to receive that breath and magic from the front.

Even so, I pretended nothing was wrong. I didn’t want to miss the victory I caught, so I didn’t want Gwangryong to counterattack with hope.

“A person named Kim Woo-jin killed a dragon that was greater than this, but I don’t know how he did it.”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“No, nothing. It really hurts like dying…”

At that time, the Kwangryong’s karma was absorbed by Yulia. The karma raised Yulia’s status even further.

“It doesn’t.”

In the aftermath, it was a bonus that the body returned to its best condition and some of the wounds were healed.

“You have absorbed the Kwangryong’s karma. However, it is still not enough.”

The saint lay Yulia, who was about to stand up, and healed her wounds. It took a long time before Yulia regained a completely normal body condition.

“I don’t know because it happened so quickly that I was distracted, but did Yulia really kill Gwangryong?”

“···That’s right. That too easily.”

“It wasn’t easy. Is it because you were overdoing it? Did you forget you just vomited blood?”

“Everything is God’s will. How could someone like Gwangryong surpass the blessing God bestowed on him?”

“I lost at first.”

Rather than divine protection, it was the help of Albenius and the World Tree. But Julia didn’t bother to say that. I don’t know what will happen in the future, but I know for sure that God will never be my ally.

“I won…! I won!”

“you’re right. The apocalypse is over!”

“I live! I survived!”

they cheered I almost used a bad basket, but there were no monsters around.

“You are the best, warrior!”

“Thank you.”

“But if it was going to be like this, wouldn’t there be a need to check around the outskirts?”

“Ahahahaha… that’s···.”

Yulia scratched her cheek awkwardly at Daisy’s question.

“Does it matter now? Guangryong is dead! The apocalypse is over! We live and this world will no longer perish! My life is no longer in vain!”

The magician exploded his flame magic like a firecracker.

“I believed from the beginning! Warrior!”

“It is not.”

“What does that matter!”

“you’re right. All of this is God’s grace. Thank God for sending the warrior. God bless you, and the darkness of this land has gone…”

The saint gave his joy to God.

It took an hour for them to calm down.

And with the head of Gwangryong, he returned majesticly.

* * *

“The hero cut off the head of Gwangryong!”

“The end is over!”

“Only four people killed Gwangryong!”

“Long live, Hero Julia Karsen!”

“Long live the Archmage Edmund Freund!”

“Long live Sir Desire Hawke!”

“Long live the saint Gallas Coleman!”

Gwangryong’s head was more sure than any other proof of victory.

The moment they returned, they realized that the end of mankind was indeed over.

Rumors spread quickly and the party returned to the Empire’s ecliptic, where the Alliance was gathered.

“My God, it’s impossible for that number to slash the head of the light dragon…”

“Didn’t you just say you were going to check it out?”

“The confidence of the elves was real. What did you do?”

“Anyway, that damn Gwangryong bastard is finally dead.”

“Thank you, warrior. Thanks to you, the world has been saved.”

The members of the alliance were grateful and happy that they prevented the end even though they had weak dissatisfaction with Yulia, who had killed Gwangryong without even having time to raise a spoon.

Half a year ago, after Yulia was defeated and the monster army moved south, the atmosphere of crawling underground was reversed at once.

“The hero has defeated the light dragon!”

“The end is over!”

aaa!

The coalition officially declared the end of the apocalypse, designated Victory Day, and started festivities in all cities.

“Hero, my son…”

“Hero! Thank you for stopping the apocalypse!”

“Hero!”

“dragon···!”

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Julia could not refuse the emperor’s invitation and attended the banquet held at the imperial palace with the party.

She monopolized everyone’s attention and attention, and fled to the terrace using the power of a warrior, frightened by the crowd.

“Haa, I don’t like this kind of thing…”

And.

“congratulation. The apocalypse has finally been averted.”

“When did you come?”

“just now.”

“How did you know I was coming here?”

“It’s obvious.”

I ran into Albenius who was waiting on the terrace.