At that moment, the amount of souls that flowed into me was the largest ever.

　I ate Senyo, the blue dragon sword and armor, and then I ate Goz's soul with a deep wound to my shoulder and mouth. The reason why my body trembled is because my level increased rapidly.

　I could feel the newfound power coming up, and my smile naturally deepened.

　With Klimt, I dared to avoid a fatal wound, but there was no need for that trick against Goz. I'll cut off his heart in one breath and eat all of Goz's soul - that's when I thought about it.



　Both wrists are grabbed with a crushing grip.

　It was the work of Goz, who had let go of the blue dragon sword.

　The two forces, the one trying to swing the sword and the other trying to push it back, were in conflict.

　This power struggle did not last long.


"Chi!


　The bones in my hands creak and my tongue spills out.

　I'm not only pushing back the sword, but also trying to grip my wrist. Even with a deep wound, he still has more strength in his muscles than I do.

　I judged that my wrist would be broken if this was the case, but I wasn't about to retreat.

　There is no such thing as a beast that can easily dislodge its fangs while biting into an opponent's neck.

　I don't care if it shatters an arm or two. If it ate Goz's soul, it would be more than enough to lose two of its arms.

　Above all, it would not be able to restore the hands and feet that were eaten.


N.....


　When I was grabbed by the wrist and my body collided with Goz, the sword blade buried in my shoulder mouth shook and a voice of pain spilled out of Goz's mouth.

　That's right, there's no need to force yourself to win a power contest. Just a little shaking of the body is enough to cause intense pain for Goz. If you repeat this, the restraints on your wrists will loosen. If you loosen them, you can push the blade further into the body. Even if your wrist is shattered before that, you can recover as much as you want.

　I can eat Goz.

　Gokensora can beat Goz Seema!

　When I was about to shake my sword further in that rapture - suddenly. Without any warning, it happened.











　The sky, the earth, the people, and the city trembled violently. My body and mind creaked violently at the power and hatred contained in the shouting.

　And before I could even think about what that was, the next one came.










Ugg?

Woo-hoo!



　A cry of anguish escaped me and Goz's mouths at the same time.

　My heart is pulsing violently. I can't stop sweating.

　What the hell is going on?

　The roar of a beast?　But there's no way that a mere voice of a mere beast could have stirred his mind to this extent.

　The screams and exclamations that erupted from various parts of Ishka's body indicated the magnitude of the matter. This is already the realm of large-scale magic--when I thought that far, more came next.




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What the f*ck?


　I couldn't help but back away from Goz. There was nothing to fight about in this situation.

　Goz seemed to agree with me on this, and the restraints that had tied my hands together were quickly untied.

　I contorted my face in confusion. Even if I tried to do something about it, I didn't know what the roar was or where it was coming from. There was nothing I could do about it.　

　And that was when.


''........Master (Master)!


　A familiar voice hit his ear folds. The voice was strained, but it still didn't tremble.

　I turned around in the direction the voice had come from and found Lunamaria there, and I let out a breath of relief.

　I had been wondering about Lunamaria's whereabouts ever since I returned to Ishka. Miroslav had only mentioned Seal and Sparrow, and he didn't know what had happened to Lunamaria.

　It would be fine if she was simply away from home, but Klimt's mind-dressing could turn each person to ashes if he wanted to. I couldn't shake the fear that maybe.

　I'm glad to see that my fears were unfounded. I honestly thought so.

　However, I'm unlikely to be able to honestly accept the existence of the guild's receptionist, Liddell, who is lending a shoulder to Lunamaria.

　Really, I don't know what's going on.

　Regardless of my suspicions, Lunamaria spoke up quickly.


'It's a dragon, master (master). This roar is a dragon.''

The dragon this?

Yes. Yes, one howl and you pierce your ears, pierce your skull and injure your soul: the dragon's roar. I have heard of it from the elders of the forest.


　Lunamaria's voice was serious. Right after I heard the roar just now, I have no argument to deny the elven wise man's story.

　And moreover, I am now the one who is scrambling to deal with the poison of the Hydra, a multi-headed dragon.

　The Hydra's poison has been flowing into the Kale River because the Hydra is back. It makes sense, really.

　The problem is that the roar of the Hydra, which would be in the deepest part of Titis, would have this much effect on the distant Ishka.

　In the meantime, the fourth roar rings out.

　No longer did anyone have any choice but to endure it without words.




　--then the dragon's roar struck Ishka four more times.

　This eightfold roar (octet loa) caused one of the two inhabitants of Ishka to have their consciousness prised out of them. Some of the babies, the elderly and the sick lost their lives as it was.

　Some of them were barely conscious, but some were frightened, some were absent-minded, some were screaming and running around like mad - more than half of them had lost their minds.

　Most of the livestock, as well as the humans, were either dead or running amok, adding to the chaos.

　In just one day - or just a few minutes after the octet roar (octet loa) - Ishka lost the function of the city.

　Furthermore, the Stampede defense line, which was closer to the forest of Titis than Ishka, had suffered far more serious damage than within the city.



　........It was clear to everyone that Ishka's fate was no longer a light in the wind.