Otome Game no Heroine de Saikyou Survival-Chapter 196.2

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The black dragon howled. Even if they were all false images, they were “reality” to the Dragon.

The pain of “death” carved into him that I received from Carla could cut through one’s spirit, attracting the “death” that should be distant to the dragon.

The false image with substance, which follows behind me when I move, and overtakes my body when I stop, confused the black dragon’s hate-filled mind, filling it with “fear”.

The black dragon tried to shoot a lightning breath. That would certainly be the right thing move for it to do. If it wanted to do something about me now, it should try to erase me along with my images using a strong area attack, but that would be a bad idea. It would be exposed itself to a fatal opening.

I jumped to the head of the black dragon that showed the gap, gripped the black dagger with doubled muscle strength, and thrust the blade deep into its crimson eyes, which were shaken with fear of the unknown.

Only Carla could kill me, and only I could kill Carla.

Black Dragon…you are not the “strongest” I aim for.

“Now!”

Dalton shouted as I jumped away from the black dragon, blood spurting from one eye, and everyone who had been waiting for me jumped out at once, believing my words.

“–[Holy Flame]–!”

Master’s fire magic burst forth, extinguishing the dark magic element that the black dragon was clad in, burning its body and lowering its defenses.

“–Blade of Wind–!”

Mira’s spirit magic, which was released to match it, sent up holy flames, and as the blade of wind ripped off the brittle scales, followed by Viro’s full force shot, aiming at the moment when the black dragon, having regained its sanity from the pain, lowered its face.

“–[Sniper Shot]–!”

Viro’s well-aimed shot pierced through the remaining eye of the black dragon, and as the black dragon’s scream echoed through the ancient ruins, Nero’s roar shook the atmosphere as if overlapping with it.

[Gaaaaahhh!!!]

Nero’s body flew through the air like an arrow, and the ancient claw technique Combat Skill, whose name was unknown, tore the neck of the black dragon using Nero’s roar as a catalyst.

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“–[Hell Rush]–!”

Feld, who had jumped head first into the black dragon that had lost its stance, smiled ferociously as he bared his fangs and unleashed his all-out Combat Skill.

Bakiin!!!

The Level 5 Combat Skill, which the spirit had created for the warrior, shattered the black dragon’s horns while snapping the great sword of magical steel that had clashed with it many times, and then sliced it open between its eyebrows with its broken tip.

“Oooooooohhhh!”

Dalton, who let out a yell, swung his halberd wide and swung it down with his full physical strength.

“–[Fury]–!!!”

The two-handed axe Level 5 Combat Skill, a Combat Skill that increased in power the more it was attacked and turned anger into offensive power, slammed into the neck that Nero had torn apart, causing a large amount of blood to spurt from the half-slit neck.

[Gaaaah!!!]

Still, the black dragon was not dead. The dark magic element that the black dragon wears darkened as it was hit by the raging attack, and the black dragon, once again filled with hatred, unleashed a roar of rage.

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