Chapter 49 - Kilowal

　　Huge shadows blocked out the sunlight.

　　Under the Shadow.

　　Lift the head of the dragon and look.

　　Feathers as black as steel needles came into view.

　　It's very large.

　　The full length adds up to a twenty meter wingspan that shades the sky.

　　A pair of massive claws converged underneath his body.

　　The black nails glistened with a cold light.

　　Kiribati (formerly the Gilbert Islands) (Tw)

　　A magical beast that soars in the sky, with a pair of broad black wings that give him unimpressive flight speed, with robust hind legs and sharp claws, a thick hooked beak that is sharp and incomparable, rank can be judged based on the color of his feathers, and three rings of growth potential.

　　Likes to hunt other flying creatures in the air to feed on, if the mother dragon is not around it is recommended that fledgling dragon hatchlings stay away when they see this.

　　Sharp, robust claws are a powerful pair of weapons; beware of its beak.

　　If it opens its beak then this is a precursor to what it will spit.

　　...

　　Ice attribute spit.

　　Weakness: weak fire.

　　After quickly receiving the information that came back from the True Dragon Inheritance.

　　Lift the dragon's head and look upward.

　　Black.

　　This is a near-elderly two-ringed Killivar!

　　The head with the long hooked peck lowered.

　　A color of excitement appeared in those round blue pupils.

　　That look was familiar.

　　That Karel guy sees prey the same way.

　　Like this?

　　This is treating yourself like prey.

　　Red flames rose from the fiery red vertical pupils.

　　A second ring magic beast in the district.

　　The body began to swell.

　　A crown of flame is constructed on the dragon's head.

　　...

　　The weak prey suddenly swelled up a notch.

　　And there were nasty flames coming out of his body.

　　Confusion showed in Kilival's round blue pupils.

　　Something doesn't seem right about this food.

　　The breath spiked up all of a sudden as well.

　　A quick trip to the first ring.

　　...

　　Fucking bird.

　　Then we'll see who eats who.

　　The fiery red vertical pupils began to shrink.

　　The red dragon's wings revved up to launch a direct sprint.

　　The contrast in size between the two is akin to that of a square and an adult.

　　But sometimes size says nothing.

　　Soon the two collided.

　　No one is bumping anyone off.

　　"Ow~"

　　A pained wail escaped.

　　Kilival's claws jabbed hard into the scales of the abdominal dragon.

　　The red flames in the vertical pupils doubled in size all of a sudden.

　　Staring intently at the red-feathered neck.

　　The dragon's kiss opened up and bit down.

　　The fishy-sweet flavor rushed down his throat.

　　The front claws snapped hard into the flesh.

　　Just hanging upside down on the belly of this Killivar.

　　"Chirp~!"

　　Taking the pain, Kilival let out a harsh cry.

　　It's not over yet.

　　The fiery red vertical pupils stared.

　　Red flames overflowed from the dragon's kiss.

　　In the next second, red flames erupted.

　　"Chirp~!"

　　Feel the hot temperature on your neck.

　　Kejriwal was in a hurry.

　　The screams shifted sharply.

　　The neck began to flop.

　　The claws that scratched through the dragon's scales were also exerting themselves.

　　A sharp stabbing pain came back from the abdomen.

　　It hurts.

　　But it can't be liberalized.

　　Just hold on and burn the damn bird.

　　The dragon's breath continued to pour.

　　"Chirp~~!"

　　The frequency of the flinging increased again.

　　Jab!

　　With a tiny tearing sound.

　　With two pieces of meat in his paws and one in his mouth August disengaged from Kilival.

　　With a total of three chunks of flesh removed from his abdomen and neck combined, Kilival quickly pulled away.

　　This prey is too dangerous.

　　And the scales on it were so thick.

　　Even if you scratch the surface claws can't get in at all.

　　Got to change the target.

　　The round pupils began to swim.

　　It quickly fell on a white and a blue two other prey.

　　The two prey's scents were still only of low rank.

　　Lock down the target.

　　The broad black wings vibrated.

　　....

　　Looking down at his abdomen.

　　The dragon scales on it were broken.

　　But there's no sign of falling off at all.

　　Red flames connected these dragon scales allowing the scales to remain dead long.

　　Looking up while chewing the meat in his mouth.

　　The figure of Kilival is swooping down.

　　The targets were Angela and Karel, stationed not far away.

　　Changed targets?

　　Two red flames erupted from his nostrils.

　　The dragon's wings vibrated and his body flew out.

　　Certainly not going to let this guy get away with it.

　　....

　　Noticing that he and Karel are locked.

　　The dragon's body stiffened.

　　It's a two-ringed Killivar.

　　Myself and Karel are completely defenseless against this guy.

　　...

　　Damn shitty species had the nerve to use me as food.

　　Today you shitty species must be shown what the power of a giant dragon is.

　　...

　　Just as Angela was still thinking.

　　A white figure scurried out.

　　Angela:(ﾟﾟ⊿ﾟ)ツ

　　What she's up to!

　　Don't send it!

　　...

　　The white vertical pupils were already filled with indifference.

　　Keep a close eye on all of Kilival's movements.

　　The moment it approached Kilival's pair of sharp claws were raised high.

　　The dragon's wings flared and flew past against the claws.

　　Turn your back and hit it full force.

　　Kilival's massive form lurched.

　　Next.

　　The long neck with fine red feathers lowered.

　　The sharp, hooked beak flashed towards the white figure in a lightning fast peck.

　　The attack was detected, but it was too fast.

　　Psst~

　　The sharp hooked beak pierced the flesh.

　　A large hole broke out on the white dragon wing, and bright red dragon blood spilled out.

　　A fiery red figure landed on Kilival's back.

　　Feel the sizzling sensation coming from his back.

　　A flash of panic appeared in the round blue pupils.

　　Quickly, he drew back his hooked beak and tried to escape.

　　But it was too late.

　　Standing on a broad back.

　　Vertical pupils burning with red flames skimmed Karel.

　　Just a hole in the dragon's wing, not a big problem.

　　Redirecting his gaze to Kilival beneath him.

　　The obviously burning vertical pupils revealed a piercing coldness.

　　Now, you can't run away.

　　Psst~

　　With the sound of entering flesh.

　　A pair of claws dug deep into the red wings without the slightest pause.

　　This time unless the damn bird comes with a broken wing.

　　Otherwise it doesn't want to be running.

　　The hooked beak lifted and opened at the figure on his back.

　　Blue light flickered in it.

　　Spit?

　　The dragon's kiss opened.

　　Icy blue spit poured out.

　　At the same time the red spit from the dragon's kiss poured out.

　　Two attributes that were already incompatible were pitted against each other.

　　Psst!

　　With the sound a large amount of white water vapor evaporated in the air.

　　The blue spit suddenly lurched.

　　The red spit pressed in quickly.

　　But the next second the blue spit was back to normal.

　　What's going on?

　　The afterglow ignored the water vapor in the air and looked down.

　　The eyes locked with a white vertical pupil.

　　It's Karel.

　　Her dragon's kiss died on Kirival's neck.

　　The white vertical pupils blinked rapidly to continue.

　　It seems to be saying.

　　Look, am I awesome, I can bite this guy to death~!

　　This fool.

　　Pretty good though.

　　At least it didn't run.

　　A different feeling rose in his heart.

　　That's when the afterglow caught another quick flash of a blue figure.

　　That's about as fast as those open fish.

　　Psst!

　　A large cloud of dark red blood spilled violently from Killivar's neck.

　　The vertical pupils coalesced slightly.

　　The next second the blue figure flashed by quickly again.

　　Psst!

　　Another blood spill.

　　This time August saw it clearly.

　　This Angela guy is a lot tougher than Karel.

　　Each time the flash flew by, her razor-sharp claws made a long gash in the Varikir's neck.

　　August, who was standing on top of Kirival, very visibly felt the big guy underneath him quake in his frame.

　　It's scared.

　　The spit in the dragon's kiss increased in volume.

　　Feeling the red spit become more furious.

　　Kejriwal was in a hurry.

　　In this current state, he understood that he absolutely could not withdraw his spit.

　　As soon as the spit was withdrawn, the spit of this beast on his back would pour down on his neck.

　　The flames would surge down the neck wound.

　　When the time comes, you will surely die~!

　　Even if you understand some of it, it still doesn't change the ending.

　　As the blue figure flashed below again and again.

　　Kejriwal became weaker and weaker.

　　Without any warning the blue spit collapsed straight away.

　　The red crushed and poured all over Killivar's head.

　　Flames poured down the neck wound.

　　"Chirp~"

　　With a final mournful cry.

　　Kilival's massive body plummeted toward the ground.