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[Its black wings streak across the sky again, and its twisted and huge shadow casts on the earth - Dionys, the dragon at the end of the world, the nightmare of all living beings]
Dionys was born in an era when magic was exhausted. Pain made it full of hatred and malice. It looked down on all living beings - disaster, chaos, and destruction. Who should start first?
Until one day.
The evil dragon that destroyed the world was wearing a vest and was forcibly picked up by the magician from the cliff and brought back to the Gray Pavilion.
Living in the Gray Pavilion are: the magician and the young apprentice, the knight captain who occasionally stays overnight, and a certain notorious mercenary.
So the mysterious and terrifying magical creature put on a girl's vest and started living together with its human companions.
"Everything in Gray Pavilion is good, except for the bad mercenaries."
The evil dragon thought so.
Asshole versus asshole.
The evil dragon has his own troubles.
The mercenary with a bad temperament, lazy and careless vs. The dragon who repeatedly switches between Smaug and Toothless
／We are natural enemies of each other in the food chain without knowing it／
ifies/
／We hunt each other／
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In the Gray Pavilion, everyone was discussing sadly where the evil dragon that almost destroyed the world was hiding.
The evil dragon was sitting upstairs listening to them.
She held a copy of "Essentials of Magical Biology" with red cover and gilded letters, and turned over the introduction to the general chapter on dragons. She raised her eyebrows: "... Winged, scaled, huge, reptile-like; long-lived, irritable, and vengeful..."
She continued to turn back and paused, "Dragon natural enemies..."
The page of the book was suddenly held down guiltily.
Dionys raised his head. It was a mercenary. There were wounds of iron and blood on his body.
The mercenary threw the book away, gave her a gem he didn't know where, and took the opportunity to touch her little hand.
The evil dragon silently grasped the gem and looked at the hands that were gradually joining together.
It's too much.
Want to eat people.
The little apprentice downstairs: "Sacrifice a girl to the evil dragon? Why, doesn't the evil dragon like to eat strong men?"
The evil dragon looked at the man who was getting up and taking off his armor, revealing his figure.
She looked up and down.
/No need for beauty and beast, beauty itself is the beast√/
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The column is being serialized "After Becoming a Good Big Brother to the Protagonists"
The next book opens "She is Outside Humanity [Human Outside Collection]" + "Devil's Ladder"
There are other completed and pre-accepted articles in the column, so why not adopt one before leaving (>ω]
——1 "After Becoming a Good Big Brother to the Protagonists"——
[Fellow Taoist, she is depressed and depressed, but she can still fight]
There are too many children of destiny in this collapsed world, and the population of cannon fodder is declining rapidly.
Yan Chuan, an unlucky time traveler and the president of the Cannon Fodder Mutual Aid Association.
She picked a hilltop for herself and spent a few years hiding there to live a pure life.
By coincidence, the protagonists passed by the hilltop while fighting each other.
She climbed up from the collapsed bamboo chair, silently lifted up the small quilt covering her in the sun, and pulled out the long sword from behind inch by inch with her backhand.
"Fight, why don't you fight?"
Long Aotian: ... If you can't fight, you won't fight.
Later, when the sons of destiny worked hard and established sects, they raised their thumbs and pointed: "Did you see that one? That's my good big brother!"
Passers-by turned to look at Yanchuan and saw a decadent Taoist monk holding a sword in his arms and leaning on a tree trunk to bask in the sun.
This fellow Taoist had a cold face, opened his eyes and glanced this way.
Passer-by: You can tell he's very capable of fighting at first glance!
Yanchuan: ... Isn't the direction of things not quite right...?
At first, I wanted to be quiet. Now that the world is quiet, why is the world around me gradually becoming noisy?
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The villain who shared the world equally with the Destined Children in his previous life was reborn as a little cannon fodder. He looked at his senior sister: decadent, still depressed, lazy and unmotivated, she could lie down but never stand.
Yanchuan thinks that his junior brother is a young boy.
Many years later, when Yanchuan became famous all over the world, the man who had always been by her side openly betrayed him and turned the world into an uproar.
He lowered his body and kissed her fingertips, "You can be rude to me, my—senior sister."
[The charm of Erwuzai aesthetics is the charm of betrayal aesthetics! ]
The world-weary is the strongest√
Decadent heroine√
——2 "She is outside human beings [Human Outside Collection]"——
Each article features an alien female protagonist & a human male protagonist
—Chapter 1 [Fourteen Finger Bones] Defeating the Evil God—
The evil god lost his fourteen phalanges.
My blind, crazy, stupid followers, one of you stole it.
Grammatical heroine vs. Fanatical followers criticizing the priest
/Polluted believers, God is watching you/
—Chapter 2 [Silent Siren] Deep Sea Monster—
During the years when people conquered the ocean, they were always accompanied by fear, as if once they left the soil, even their courage was gone.
Siren - people use it to call all monsters in the ocean, with human faces and bird bodies, human bodies and fish tails, and human heads and eight claws.
The Duke sailed through that sea on a stormy night, and the bow used to ram enemy ships was carved into a siren with a body and two tails.
Lightning struck the sea with pale light, and at this moment he saw the real Siren.
They were floating on the water, or clinging to the rocks with their claws, looking into the distance, and then turned their necks to look at the giant ship.
With a cold and inorganic expression, his eyes seemed to be filled with tears, and his mouth was half-open, and finally slowly closed - the siren could not confuse people's hearts under lightning.
The huge ship sailed over the waves, and the sirens disappeared on the sea.
There is only one left.
She followed the side of the ship, her cold eyes closely following the figure on the bow of the ship, the two-tailed siren carved from giant wood.
The Duke murmured, "Do you think it's curious?" The first mate said nothing.
There was dead silence on the deck, and the Duke broke the long silence: "Capture her."
—Chapter 3 [Medusa Shield] Snake Girl—
The shields in the expeditionary force were all engraved with the image of Medusa, hoping to gain the power to intimidate the enemy.
It turns out that humans cannot borrow courage from monsters.
They were defeated, and the victors pursued them relentlessly.
The mutilated limbs and blood on the battlefield attracted a monster-a snake girl.
The knight fell from his horse into a pool of blood, watching his enemies and comrades turn into stone statues.
The snake girl swam toward him, and he subconsciously raised his shield.
There is no Medusa on the shield, but a lark is carved in the center.
She seemed to make a small sound, like an insect or a baby bird.
This is something I have never seen before.
The tall monster stopped. She took away his shield, held it up and looked at it for a while, then turned around and swam away.
The thick tail streaked across the grass, dragging the knight away.
Other chapters to be determined
Purpose: Positive and uplifting life
