I Became the Tyrant of a Defense Game - Chapter 640

640. [Free Exploration] Black Dragon’s Wings (4)

[Kahiah!]

Winged Juan screamed, scattering a huge amount of blood and feathers in the cut wings.

The one that lost one wing lost both balance and lift and immediately began to fall. I could see from a distance that Belldandi, who had kicked the guy’s back, opened his parachute.

“You entered properly…!”

I called for joy.

If you’re going to crash it anyway, it’s definitely more effective to drop it from as high a place as possible.

Belldandi ripped off Winged Juan’s wings just as he was preparing for a breath at the highest point.

And even if it’s a dragon, if it falls from that height.

Quagmire and light…!

There’s no way you’ll be fine

Winged Huan fell into the ruins of the collapsed museum building—the old palace he had destroyed—and landed on the ground.

Due to the dragon’s huge body and enormous weight, white clouds of dust poured out in all directions.

‘Even if it’s a dragon, this is the final blow.’

I figured he was either dead instantly or at least in a groggy state.

The other heroes seemed to have made the same decision, and all of them felt victory and relaxed. I fell from that height and there’s no way I could stand it…

Whoa!

But no.

Within seconds, a thick cloud of dust swirled and was sucked into a spot… then cleared away.

Then, in the ruins, his body was crushed and covered in blood… He saw Wing de Huan preparing for a breath.

His only remaining eye was staring straight at me.

“…?!”

That guy kept collecting the breaths he was preparing from the air!

Even if your wings are cut off and you fall, even if you fall to the ground and crush your whole body!

“Breath! All evasion…!”

I shouted a beat late, and

[You underestimated the children of the black dragon, human…]

I heard Wing De Huan chanting with an evil laugh as he finished preparing to fire his breath.

[Did you think a wound like this could stop me?]

I calmly tried to avoid the trajectory of his breath.

“…!”

However, I realized the existence of allied heroes behind me who were just as flustered and stiff.

The rear support heroes were gathered together, but they all didn’t know that Wing De Huan would fire a breath in such a situation, so the spread was delayed. I can’t avoid the breath at this rate…

“Kuk…!”

Instead of dodging, I slammed the flagpole into the ground.

Charleureuk!

The ultimate [Flag in the front] was activated, and the magical castle wall rose at once like a petal in full bloom. The castle wall rose in front of the breath’s track.

And at the same time, Winged Juan fired a breath.

Quaaaaaa!

Wing de Huan’s breath shot through the gaping beak. The violently swirling torrent of magical power flew in this direction like a beam of light–

the next moment it collided with the magic wall.

Two-quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-!

Wing de Huan’s breath exploded on top of the magical wall built in layers.

It was unbelievable that he had suffered such a wound, and was emitting a breath of overwhelming output. The walls melted and pierced in an instant.

I squealed as I poured my magical energy into urgently repairing and rebuilding the walls.

“Everyone get out of orbit!”

“majesty!”

“hurry! I’m dying hard! hurry-!”

The layered walls were falling like dominoes.

The heroes behind me hurriedly spread left and right, and I, who couldn’t afford to hold out any longer, tried to hide.

Tuck-!

However, before I could get out of the range of the breath, the breath that penetrated the last wall was right in front of me.

“…oh shit.”

In front of the pushing breath, I suddenly remembered the images of my colleagues who were arguing for me to wear some armor.

‘If I had worn a new armor with a barrier function, would I have lived with this?’

In front of me thinking, the breath that had pierced the last wall came crashing in-

“Huh!”

Tsukaak-!

split into two branches.

The blue-armored knight-Hecate rushed in front of me before I knew it, and swung his sword, cutting off the dragon’s breath in an instant.

“…?!”

I was so embarrassed in front of this ridiculous miracle that I couldn’t move with my mouth open… Someone jerked me aside.

Looking back, it was the other Knights of the Glory Knights. They grabbed me in perfect order and pulled me out of the range of the dragon breath.

“Hecate!”

When I called, Hecate smiled in the same way as the sword was raised.

Quaaaaaa!

And in the next moment, it was covered in breath and disappeared.

I watched with my teeth gritting as her beige hair and red eyes, the blue armor that Lucas gave me, burned in an instant.

[Where are you taking it out-!]

I don’t know how he talks while exhaling his breath.

Winged Juan chased after me, twisting the breath trajectory like a tenacity.

And the Glory Knights didn’t hesitate to sacrifice themselves to save me, just like the leader did.

The knights stopped the advance of the breath for a moment by unfolding their own names, and the next moment they burned to death.

While they threw their lives in order, I struggled to get out of the range of the breath pursued by the strong hands of the remaining knights.

As if he didn’t care about the life he swallowed, Wing de Huan continued to correct the trajectory of his breath, aiming for my life.

And right after the last knight threw himself into the breath without hesitation.

Taat-!

Hecate, who had run down the floor with a body that had been burned and melted, slashed his breath once more with his sword.

At that point, Wingedhuan’s breath finally stopped.

Winged Juan’s breath attack felt like an eternity, but in fact it lasted only a few tens of seconds.

“Hecate!”

I ran to Hecate.

The blue armor that Lucas gave her was completely melted down, leaving no traces, and regenerating her burnt body in old-fashioned magic bandages… Hecate was struggling to breathe.

“…Are you not hurt anywhere? majesty?”

“Is that what you are going to say now?! Are you really okay?!”

“We are fine. Because this is what I came to be like this.”

I gritted my teeth and looked around the area swept by Wing De Juan’s breath.

All places that were swept away by the magic radiation of only tens of seconds turned to ashes. And the knights who rescued me from these ruins were gasping for breath and regenerating their bodies.

This is Glory Nights.

Knights who would risk their lives over and over again to protect the emperor.

The Imperial Guard who will never lose, with the curse of immortality engraved on their bodies…

“His Majesty has ordered us to protect His Majesty from now on, just as we have protected Her Majesty.”

Hecate laughed lightly.

“We are just doing what we have to do.”

“…”

There were many things I wanted to say, but they weren’t clearly organized and I didn’t have the time to do so. It was because Winged Huan was preparing for the next attack.

[Rat-like bastards! I’ll put an end to it with this attack!]

Wing de Huan jerked up the right wing that was left of me.

Like a battery of missiles, the feathers attached to its wings were all at once entwined with black magical energy, ready to be launched.

“Stop-!”

The avant-garde heroes were running urgently to stop such Winged Juan.

However, the point where he wrote ‘Wind Wave’ and the point where he now crashed were quite far, so time was running out.

And Winged Huan only looked at me and swung his wings as if he didn’t even notice the avant-garde heroes coming to kill me.

Do-do-do-do-do-!

Thousands of feathers poured from the wings with a sound like machine gun fire.

The feathers that filled my field of vision were aiming not only for me, but also for the other rear support heroes behind me.

Hecate hurriedly came in front of me and prepared to block it with his body, and the rear support heroes prepared their own defenses… but this is dangerous.

I put the flagpole into the ground again and summoned the wall, gritting my teeth. can you hold out?

“Aaaaaaaaa!”

In particular, Violet, who had no defense ability, was a problem. Violet looked at the rain of feathers falling on her head and leaned over.

“I don’t want to die!”

Looking at Violet screaming, I clicked my tongue.

‘Should I use the wizard party?’

The current wizard party and Damian were placed in different places far away for some reason.

I prepared to take out the [Blue Flame Torch] from my inventory. I can’t help it, it’s too dangerous as it is. I have no choice but to send a request for support…

By the way.

Wow!

That was the moment.

Above Violet’s head, the entrance to the sub-space dedicated to my captive monsters cracked and appeared…

Tak- A

dragon with no eyes, nose and mouth – Parekkian, the black dragon’s claws, protruded out, elegantly wagging its six tails.

“…?”

I was dumbfounded, so I quietly blinked my eyes.

No, you didn’t even call, so why do you come out?

With a click,

the captive monster, Parekkian, let out a sound as if armor were moving from his body, and turned his long, blunt head to the side where Violet was lying down

[…]

Tuck-!

He kicked off the ground and jumped up.

Then, it wrapped around itself in the air and began to spin round and round.

Geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

With the sound of an engine turning on, Parekian’s red-hot body swung like a top with black mana wrapped around his body, and Parekian’s mana was shot into the air like a hail along with the movement.

And Parekian’s black magic spree met Winged Huan’s feather bombardment from the opposite sky and met each other in the air…

Kwagwagwagwang!

It exploded.

It didn’t completely cleanly destroy each other, but well over half of the plume bombardments were lost to this offset.

“…?”

Everyone was watching this scene with their mouths open.

What is he doing?

No, he’s a trapper, but… why did he block my brother’s attack when he didn’t even tell me to?

Gently landing on the ground, Parekian stood in front of Violet and tucked her under his stomach.

“uh? uh huh?”

Violet had a face that said she didn’t know why, but she didn’t want to die, so she quickly crawled across the floor and hid under Parekian’s belly.

I heard the mermaid king’s urgent cry in my ears.

“I will help intercept the rest, Prince Ash!”

“Please, King Poseidon…!”

King Poseidon summoned a stream of water with his trident and built a barrier in the air, and I also built a wall and prepared it behind it.

thud! Koo Goo Goo…!

Beep!

Although Wingedhuan’s feather bombardment was still powerful.

Thanks to Parekian’s interception, the number of feathers has drastically decreased, and it has become something we can easily block.

In this way, King Poseidon and I cooperated to create the wall, so we were able to safely withstand the bombardment.

“Whew!”

After the bombing ended, I was barely breathing, but I heard a confused voice from the other side.

[…Parekkian?]

Winged Juan looked dumbfounded when he saw Parekian whispering next to Violet.

[What are you doing there…]

But Wing de Huan couldn’t come to a conclusion.

It was because the avant-garde heroes on our side, who had come close to him, swung their weapons ferociously.

“How dare you try to harm your lord…!”

“I’ll crush the rest of the horns too!”

The avant-garde heroes, led by the mad Lucas and Dusk Bringer, clung to Winged Juan.

However, Winged Juan responded with a ferocious roar.

He sharply swung his severed left wingtip and poured out dragon lore with his broken beak. He even raised his body and savagely scratched his crushed hind leg.

It was then that the avant-garde heroes unexpectedly struggled.

A terrifying sob suddenly flowed from the wreckage of the museum, the ruins where Winged Juan had crashed.

[Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.]

When everyone looked at them in panic, the Banshee corps commander, who was half blown off his body, appeared with the head of the Dyurahan corps commander in his bosom.

[It’s black hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe…]

Sobbing bitterly, the Banshee Legion Commander lifted the head of the dead Dyurahan Corps Commander and threw it vigorously at the back of Wing De Juan.

Took.

rolling around.

The head of the corps commander of Dyurahan hit the back of Wingedhuan and rolled miserably on the floor.

[Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe…]

The Banshee corps commander continued to sob, pointing to the back of Wing de Huan.

“…”

“….”

What is it?

what does that mean

Everyone didn’t understand the meaning, so they just looked at her, and the Banshee corps commander suddenly pulled back the veil covering his face and casually brushed back his disheveled bangs.

[Ah, really.]

He said.

[This is the wrong side, you human bastards! Get to know it…!]