The journey of dragon transformation starting from Demon Slayer

Hearing the report from the group members, the female adventurer suppressed her fatigue and nodded, then waved the weapon in her hand.

"Okay! Let's retreat! Approach the central square!"

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Now the sun is beginning to set, and the bright sunlight has been tainted with a hint of dim orange.

Tazmi, who had gone to help elsewhere for a while, returned to the street where she had just met Lily because of the loud roar.

On both sides of the street are damaged buildings, which have now become a large expanse of ruins.

The bodies and limbs of the Dark Faction soldiers and adventurers were lying strewn about the streets. Many blood puddles were formed on the ground. Various weapons and armors were scattered throughout the streets, showing the fierce fighting situation here.

Although it is not a battlefield meat grinder where two armies confront each other, this kind of inner-city conflict is probably no less demanding.

After all, it is a mutual exchange of forces between the two parties, which also involves a battle of ideas and survival.

"Huh? Have all the remaining adventurers and refugees retreated..."

Wandering among the smoke-filled ruins, he sensed that there were no life signals or sounds nearby and whispered to himself.

In this area surrounded by flames, the long-lost warmth quietly surged into his heart. However, before Tazmi could continue to move forward, a dark "iron block" appeared in his sight.

That is a domineering person who violently scatters everything around him on both sides. Whether it is a corpse or a living creature, everything in front of him will be destroyed by a single blow.

"This smell, it turns out... the so-called third party in that guy's mouth... is you..."

The man in jet black armor slowly approached, his voice containing unavoidable heavy pressure.

"Huh? This jet-black armor...let me think about it...are you..."Gluttony Chardo"?"

After checking the memory obtained from Lyu, Tazmi quickly confirmed the identity of the person in front of her.

However, in response to his answer, sarcastic ridicule rang out from under Chardo's closed dark mask.

"Haha...shut up..."

"shut up!!"

Chardo shouted angrily, the smell coming from the breeze clearly told him what was in front of him.

This is a dragon, a monster, an existence that he will not forget even if he takes human form.

"I didn't expect the 'alien' to actually speak!! How much will this world disappoint me!!"

Chardo looked at the sky and sighed, but the sigh was like an angry roar.

However, the people standing opposite had different opinions.

"Hmm~? That's really what you said..."

boom! ! ! Boom! !

Before Tazmi could finish speaking, Chaldo moved slightly, and a violent roar suddenly erupted under his feet, and then a huge pothole appeared in the center of where he had just been.

It was a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye. It was like teleporting. He appeared in front of Tazmi in the blink of an eye, and raised his giant sword high to kill the alien being in front of him with one blow.

The high pitched black sword is like the guillotine of judgment, but the blade that has not yet fallen is like the long and smelly time the warden takes to pronounce the crime before the trial.

Now he has no chance to pronounce the death of the alien in front of him and bring absolute destruction.

Because of his blow.

boom--------! ! ! !

"It's really rude of you to say that..."

Light words came out from under the mask in front of her, and Tazmi raised her arm to receive Chardo's furious blow.

Of course, although he himself seemed to be safe, a giant spiderweb-shaped pit had collapsed under his feet, and something brewing at the intersection between his hand and Chardo's weapon was about to explode. Then, as a huge wave blew in all directions, the vibration that shook the entire Labyrinth City was born.

At this moment, all the forces looked at the direction where the vibration started, and as the roar sounded, the warriors of the Dark Faction also launched an even more crazy suicide attack on the adventurer forces as if they were beaten to death. .

"Sneak attacks don't work! If I have to give you a reason...because I'm stronger than you..."

It was still the same light and airy voice as before, as if it took no effort at all to receive this blow, so relaxed and comfortable.

What was in contact with the black giant sword was an extremely conspicuous gauntlet.

The red appearance reflected a radiance like blood, and the golden barbs on the arms neutralized the ferocious look of the red gauntlets. The golden sacred words are wrapped around the jade, and the crystal clear green jade makes people know that it is absolutely valuable at a glance.

If it were to compare with beauty, at this moment it was his pitch-black giant sword that fell behind.

"It seems like you don't understand the etiquette of fighting? You haven't even started talking yet..."

The word "mouthpiece" that was born in modern times is relatively new, but the advantage is that it can be understood at once.

"Heh, there's no need to talk about etiquette with 'monsters'. And I don't think there's anything to talk about with you."

Chardo said in a deep voice after understanding the words. A sarcastic smile was emerging from his mouth. It was a disdainful mockery and a smile of contempt.

Seeing the man's smile in his eyes, the dark iron block in front of him was more than two meters tall. At this moment, he had to raise his head to look at the other person.

Staring at the other person's eyes revealed from the dark gap, Tazmi spread her other hand helplessly.

"Perhaps you are right to call me an alien...but after all, this is the path I chose..."

After saying that, he slightly moved the black giant sword in front of him to the side, and as he moved, the dark giant sword made a creaking sound as if it was overwhelmed.

He wanted to withdraw the giant sword, but Chardo found that he seemed unable to do so.

How long has it been since you heard such a sound?

This was the cry of weapons. I never expected that he, the "overlord", would lose in a battle of strength. This scene also proved that the existence in front of me had special "power".

"And you just..."

"You don't smell the human part of me at all, do you?"

The rhetorical question came from under the mask, and it was indeed as he said. As the distance got closer, Chaldo was able to get more information from the subtle smell.

This was the voice of a young man, probably between 14 and 18 years old. As he got closer, he could smell a hint of human scent, and there was also a hint of a god-like feeling in it.

But that "foreign feeling" is absolutely unmistakable! His (Chardo's) five senses were warning him crazily.

"..."

Tazmi didn't hear Chardo's reply and didn't think it was anything. She just continued to look at him and praised him.

"Your sense of smell and taste are really sharp. As expected, you only gave the wrong name in Orario, not the wrong 'title'..."