We're in the mood again, coming to the entrance and exit.

And beside me, Grandpa is walking as an escort again.

The other team is lined up with three, but those three are registered members, so perhaps one of the two non-Tamers will accompany them.

This time, the other team was here first, but we never really looked at each other.

The reason is simple, because Tamer from the other team is staring at us. I don't remember doing anything to impress me, and it's not pleasant, but it's just before the game, so I'm ignoring that I wouldn't be stupid enough to cause problems.

In such a subtly giddy atmosphere, a closed entrance opened and we all went up to the fighting table.

Originally, we get the family out of the bag before we go up on the platform, but for the first time, both teams have more family than humans, so if the family members are excited about each other and should not start attacking each other, it is because we wanted the two teams to get up to the platform just by human members first, and then get the family out after the distance.

Moving on to the center of the table, Grandpa and the other team of warriors gave a courtesy and went back down from the table.

However, only the warriors of the other team were allowed to remain in the venue, moving to the rear field of the other team.

This is what a warrior would call a registered member of his opponent's team, and it was the difference with his grandfather who didn't sign up for the game.

And he distanced himself from each other and let his family out of the bag.

Shiloumal and Solomon pop up in momentum. Slalin and Namitaro slowly came out of the bag.

The other team's cyclops and trolls were coming out snuggly, turning their shoulders wide and unwrapping their bodies. Black Wyburn had come out on foot at first, but was flying up into the sky after spreading his body wide open.

Seeing the families of both teams show up together, the venue was wrapped in the greatest cheer of the day.

The cheer lasted for a while, and because of it, the King's pre-game 'Thank You Word' was so hard to begin.

The two formations are side-by-side with Oracion (us) in order from left to Namitaro, Solomon, me, Shiloumal, and Slalin.

The opposing Dendrobates (opponent team) are wizards from the left, Cyclops, Wyburn and Troll, a few meters behind them, and Tamer behind them.

"Team Finals!" Oración "vs." Dendrobates "...... Let the game begin!

The referee declares the commencement and leaves immediately.

But before the referee left completely, Cyclops, Wyburn, Troll, and I popped out.

There will be a twitch from the venue in this jump of mine.

But what was more surprising than that was the face of the other team. It's impossible for a normal Tamer to set up a special attack.

Besides, the only members other than me are family members, and if I lose, that's automatically the 'oration' loss.

The Cyclops wouldn't know that, but they were upset by the venue's twitching and the reaction of the Tamers behind them, and the movement was slightly dull.

I approached the troll without missing the gap.

"Shit!"

First, continue with two low kicks to the tibia. Troll, in intense pain, accidentally held the foot of the kicked.

He ran up his back where Troll's face dropped and punched him in the back of the head. This blow prevented Troll from standing properly, though not to the point of being incapable of combat.

Wyburn tries to bite me trying to stab a stop at Troll, but the attack came off with Solomon hitting him from the side.

But Wyburn's impending arrival got me off the troll, so there was a cyclops in the gap.

- --- SIDE Solomon VS Wyburn subspecies ————

Solomon succeeded in shielding the Wyburn subspecies from their temper. I was able to transfer the target of the Wyburn subspecies to myself, so it would be as planned first.

"Ggahhhh!"

The Wyburn subspecies were totally coming to mind because they were interrupted by a guy smaller than himself.

In nature, there is no way that Wyburn would go for more dragons than he does.

But this Wyburn subspecies had no ordinary idea. Regardless, it has to do with what Tamer ordered. But more than that, this Wyburn subspecies was confident in their power.

"I'm not just Wyburn."

This subspecies of Wyburn has been a strong man since its birth. It was the fact that Wyburn as a species was strong, not special, and that he was special.

A species called Wyburn is said to be close to a dragon.

But it's far from being a dragon in parenting.

A highly intelligent dragon is taken care of by its parents until the child is able to live alone, unless there is much to do.

Wyburn, however, becomes aware that when a child is to some extent older, he is no longer a child from it, but merely a creature of the same species.

Therefore, it is not uncommon for parents to feed on their own children. Even if you don't feed them, parents abandon them as if they've lost interest in their children.

This subspecies of Wyburn was also where it feeds its parents. But this Wyburn subspecies, on the contrary, ate and killed their parents. Then, because I remember the taste of the same species, I went around eating and killing Wyburn, which was nearby.

Moreover, there were no creatures of more strength than Wyburn in the vicinity where the Wyburn subspecies lived, and they were just invincible kings.

With that happening, this Wyburn subspecies had absolute confidence in their power.

However, there was also a miscalculation in such a Wyburn subspecies. That's the 'thin dirty collar' nestled around your neck. Because of this, the king himself is a slave to monkey-like creatures.

Even if I try to defy you, I can't move as I think because of this collar, and it even strikes me with more intense pain.

For such reasons, the Wyburn subspecies were more ferocious than before they were caught because of stress.

Similar creatures stick up to such a Wyburn subspecies.

In my own realm, to Solomon flying around just like me, the Wyburn subspecies became so angry that I didn't even know it.

It stems from the fact that my instincts as a Wyburn do not know that I feel fear for dragons on the scale as a species, and that feelings that I do not know stick like needles in my mind are causing a lot of trouble.

The Wyburn subspecies assumed that "because creatures smaller than themselves are defying each other in their own realm in disgrace".

Solomon flies away from the tenma after hitting the Wyburn subspecies.

The Wyburn subspecies, which are up in blood on their heads, are already visible only to Solomon, who escapes in front of them.

The chase of the sky continued with the figure that the Wyburn subspecies, slightly winning at speed, tried to bite Solomon whenever he caught him in range, and Solomon skillfully engaged in the attack.

You may think you can throw up the fire, but if you throw up the fire poorly because you're flying at high speeds, the fire falls on you, so it's not a good idea. Most importantly, it seems to me that for Wyburn today, it is better to bite and deal direct damage to the opponent (Solomon) than to spit out fire and deal damage.

Solomon fleeing seems to have begun to be in a hurry, with some disturbance in his movements.

Although all attacks have been carried out so far, Solomon did not have the means to attack the Wyburn subspecies because they were taking the back.

As a result, we were unable to concentrate on evasion, and at last the fangs (attacks) of the Wyburn subspecies blurred the tail of Solomon, a solomon that rushed to concentrate on evasion.

However, being attacked upsets the balance and delays escaping the attack range of the Wyburn subspecies.

Wyburn subspecies try to bite their mouths open as much as they want, but then...

"Uggh! Uggh!

I could hear Cyclops rushing from below. And the next moment......

"Fish-style, Haho."

With such a slightly prolonged voice, the flash ran from the ground hanging from the Wyburn subject-matter.

- - --SIDE namitalow----

(What, the toothless ones)

Namitalow thought so when he saw Tenma overwhelming the troll with her bare hands.

Well, in Tenma (& Namitaloh) and Troll, the intensity is too different in character, so I couldn't help but think so.

It should be noted that among those present in this venue, there is probably only one tenma who can currently beat Namitaro.

(Whoa, while I'm thinking about it, Solomon's chasing me. Shiloumal and Slalin... don't play with the wizard... you're hurting me.)

For Namitalow, Tenma was a friend and, in a way, a family member. For this reason, Tenma's family is able to make a diagram of their own family, and the slurins think (on their own) that they are their own disciples.

So when Tenma asked me to follow Solomon, I took it for granted.

(So...) "Namitaro, let's go!

Namitaloh set out to help Solomon.

Needless to say, Namitaro is carp. It's not just carp, but only the species is carp. So naturally the sky can't fly.

But Namitaro has the power (cheat) that the gods gave him.

And Namitaloh also had secrets only about the gods and Namitaloh, who hadn't told Tenma.

Namitaro was a wild carp who lived more than a thousand years in his previous life. Whether wild carp or wild carp, if you live for more than a thousand years, you will change into a monster kind.

But Namitaro was different. Oh, my God, you've gained divinity and become, in a way, a being called a divine beast.

And he used the power of the Divine Beast to swim around the ocean to ponds, lakes and rivers around the world.

I couldn't help but have fun by then, but eventually when science developed, I couldn't even swim around freely.

Still, if I had fled to the deep sea, I might have been free to swim around. However, the deep sea did not fit Namitaro.

The deep-sea fish were desperate to live, even when they saw Namitaro, they only recognized him as a bait or a predator, and there were many more root and dark fish, and none of the cheerful Namitaro talkers were close.

And above all, the food didn't fit.

There were no mountain pleasures falling into the deep sea, and it was hard on the mountain-grown Namitaro.

So the last one was moving into a pond in the back of the mountain.

As boring days continue, eventually death also comes to Namitaloh.

And after he died, he was picked up by the gods.

Like Tenma, the gods tried to give Namitaloh a new body. Human bodies also existed in new body choices, but Namitaro chose the familiar body of fish (carp).

For this reason, the gods created a new body based on the body of the previous life (...), which is most compatible with Namitaro, and gave it to Namitaro.

Because of this, Namitaro is the closest carp in the world to God. Most importantly, having been reincarnated into this world, the power of the previous life has been lost, but it is still, in a certain sense, a body that performs more than the Tenma.

One of those Namitaro concealed moves bursts.

Moving to an easy-to-aim position as he tried to swim on the battle bench, Namitaro shouted the name of his move by concentrating his magic on his mouth.

"Fish ceremony, ha-ha-ho"

The original story is of course alle (...). It's actually a kind of brace, but namitalowwise, this name is easier to do, so I gave it this name.

It's the name of a move like a story, but if you really release a few shots of this, this king's capital will fall.

It is the strongest depths of Namitaro, with the power of Tenma's 'tempest-like' and, in penetration, surpasses Tempest.

Well, if you really let the boulder go, it won't be stylish, so the power has dropped to less than a dozen.

"Haho" hit only the Wyburn subspecies and didn't even make it to the crash, but it did a lot of damage.

"Served...... too much"

Namitaloh, who was going to decide in one blow, tried to let go again.

But earlier than Namitaro, Solomon swirled vertically and heavily in the air, gaining momentum and feeding the body to the back of the Wyburn subspecies.

That dropped the Wyburn subspecies to the ground and the aerial warfare was settled.

The crashed Wyburn subspecies are completely out of their minds and a comeback during this game would be impossible.

"Yay, Solomon!

To Namitaloh's words, Solomon made a swirling flight with a single beep.

- - --SIDE Slalin & Silowmall ————

After the tenma popped out, Shiloumar ran out with Slalin on his back.

The aim is a wizard.

He was attacked as he ran past the side of the Cyclops along the way, but the Cyclops couldn't get to the speed of Shiloumal, who gained momentum, and the attack went off to the wrong place.

And Shiloumal who opens his mouth trying to approach and bite the wizard as it is. But the wizard had also finished his magical chant for interception.

The magic unleashed is Firestorm. This is probably because I chose a range attack to make sure it hit Shiloumal.

The firestorm, unleashed at the perfect time, swallowed the silowmall.

How much silwmall wrapped in magically resistant hair, direct hit would not spare the damage... should have been.

The moment I thought Shiloumal was engulfed in flames, the flames began to fly.

What emerged from the flames were translucent spherical objects.. emperor slurrin.

Much of Slalin's body is made of moisture, so he turned it up and protected Shiloumal, while putting out the flames.

But with that recoil, Slalin's body squished slightly. Because the moisture evaporated.

Seeing it, the wizard sheds a series of magic of fire attributes, but Shiloumal cleverly triumphs over these.

Slalin was instantly smaller and snapped at Shiloumal's body to avoid being shaken off.

Seeing that the Wizard's attack didn't hit him, Tamer also began to participate in the attack. Tamer's decision was slow, but his participation slowly began to push Shiloumaru and the others.

The magic itself is a level of attack that is difficult to work with for Shiloumal, but there is something harsh about Slalin.

So Shiloumal chose not to let Slalin attack him rather than defeat the Wizard.

When Shiloumal decides to focus on dodging, Tamer and the Wizard's offensive magic ceases to even blur.

Once the balance begins to lean towards the Tamers, it returns to normal, creating a sort of adhesive state.

But...

"Uggh! Uggh!

With the sudden cry of cyclops, the Wyburn subspecies drinks into flash, and Solomon knocks them off, which easily collapsed.

For this reason, Tamer and the Wizard's consciousness turned reflexively toward the Wyburn subspecies, coming off the Shiloumals.

"Guuuuuu"

"Damn!

At the moment of unconsciousness, the wizard falls in about a direct hit of Slalin's fireball.

The fireball was also attacked by Tamer, but this is one more step to be taken.

Shiloumal quickly approached the fallen wizard and slapped him with his forefoot.

The wizard passed out caught between the meatballs of Shiloumal and the cobblestone of the platform, ending this year's tournament.

"Troll! Cyclops! Help me!

The moment Tamer, anxious for no one to be around him, cried out for help, he sounded loud and the cyclops fell on his back.

- - SIDE tenma - -

As Solomon fought the Wyburn subspecies in the sky and Slalin and Silumar were dealing with wizards, Tenma continued to attack Cyclops and Trolls.

(Surprisingly, this cyclops, you fight well...)

After I was interrupted by the Cyclops to stop me from going to the Troll, the Troll was immediately up and attacking with the Cyclops.

But Troll, who was on the verge of knockout, wasn't so scared, he was vulnerable to a position that could be defeated immediately, but Cyclops was following it well.

I was unexpectedly impressed by the unexpected cyclops struggle, but I didn't feel so much at stake.

Against the fists of the two giants that strike, I lay the knack and the blow.

For example, focusing the attack on the base of the thumb, the pinky finger, and the wrist joints increased the effect even if I didn't put much effort into it, and gradually the two of them became afraid of getting beaten up by me.

Anyway, every time I wave my fist, the pain increases. Learn how much less intelligent trolls are and naturally if they are painful. Even trolls do, so it's natural to get to Cyclops.

Where they got lost, suddenly Cyclops shouted at the sky. That sounds like some kind of warning.

And then the flash ran, and the Wyburn subspecies fell.

Trolls strike halfway to the edge where the Wyburn subspecies have fallen. Probably moved reflexively.

I jump up with my shaken down troll fist as a stepping stone, roughly aiming and releasing a torso spinning kick.

If you're a human opponent, it's a tough move to hit, but it's powerful, so it's a big, dull troll opponent to hit and attach.

As I see it, the kick struck directly at the temple of the troll.

That troll couldn't stand this either, and its giant collapsed like a puppet with a broken thread.

I will go to the Cyclops without checking on the Troll and launch an attack.

Cyclops have also responded, but a large body was disastrous, and when they fought using their feet at close range, it gradually became a unilateral development.

In an attempt to decide the battle, showing a jumping gesture, the Cyclops cautioned against an earlier kick and took a guard position with his arms crossed to protect his head.

But I jumped forward without jumping up, diving into the Cyclops' pocket.

And he rolled out what he called a frog punch as he crouched and flew up in momentum with his arms up.

Cyclops was only wary of kicking from the top, he didn't seem to predict an attack from the bottom, his jaw was empty, and my fist punched the Cyclops head out of the bottom.

The cyclops, shaking his head vertically, seemed unconscious in one blow, falling on his back as he grew large.

The moment Cyclops fell, it seemed Tamer was screaming something, but the sound of Cyclops falling swept away and it didn't reach my ear.

In this way, Tamer was the only one who could fight in Dendrobates, and we moved into a position that surrounded Tamer.

Tamer was approaching to cover his back with a crashed Wyburn so he wouldn't be surrounded by us.

Shiloumal stepped on and braked suddenly for some reason when Shiloumal, who saw how it was, moved to launch an attack on Tamer but approached the position where he would be jumped by Tamer in the next couple of steps.

And the next moment, there was a tragedy.

"Grrrrrrr"

"Ha..."

A suddenly awakened Wyburn subspecies bit Tamer's upper body, who was supposed to be the owner, and cut him a thousand as he ate.

In this sight, the venue was engulfed by a moment of silence.

Wyburn subspecies in the meantime chewed and swallowed a thousand chopped Tamers.

"Gwwww!"

The end of the meal (...) Wyburn subspecies rose and spread their wings and growled.

The majority of the audience who heard the voice screamed and killed them at the entrance and exit to escape from the venue, making noise around them.

The Wyburn subspecies reacted to the voices of such audiences, spitting out fireballs with their faces toward the audience.

There are three fireballs. The moment the Wyburn subspecies opened their mouths, I ran out, but I couldn't make it because I was the furthest away.

Of the three fireballs, one was struck out by Solomon per body and one deviated from the audience.

The last one approached the audience in a straight line, but this was on the verge of landing and the Wizards' barrier was in time, with no damage.

The Wyburn subspecies, stopped by all the fireballs, rose to the sky with a roar.

Solomon, who was in charge of the sky, has crashed because of his shielding himself, and no one blocks the whereabouts of the Wyburn subspecies.

Did you notice that, the Wyburn subspecies looked satisfied?