14th floor – Lv. 459 Forgotten (2)
It is not a game that cannot be cleared.
The labyrinth is something that took the form of a game anyway.
No, actually, this is the original, and the developers may have made it into a game too late because it’s kind of weird.
However, it is clear that the chicken or the egg first takes the form of a game.
Therefore, even if the sky falls, there is a way to rise.
Thrown into a vacuum, all of our party members saw the same message and held their breath.
First of all, it was not a completely empty space in outer space.
That means free flight in space is possible. It appears, at least in a limited way, when flight is possible.
Otherwise, the labyrinth will not allow it, because even if you know you will surely die.
Oxygen cylinders are distributed quickly from personnel with lung capacity problems.
It wasn’t something I could use for a very long time, and I didn’t need that much.
When the jet-black hallway was lit up with magic lights, the stage on the 14th floor was the inside of the hull, which was too worn out at a glance.
The air that once filled the interior has long since disappeared into the far side of outer space.
Artificial gravity cannot be maintained, so the body floats freely.
The party members held onto each other where they could hold onto it.
If you make a mistake and become a lost child in outer space, there is no way.
If you move carelessly, the consumption of oxygen increases. According to the promised hand signal, only the little boy and I decided to move.
The girl tried to follow her, but she blocked it.
The little boy tried to turn into a bat.
i blocked Bats cannot fly here. Perhaps the little boy immediately realized that fact, and instead turned into a wolf.
Put your feet on the floor with a little magic technique.
It was awkward when I showed you the demonstration, but I followed it quickly.
In the first place, this child is an NPC at a level where nothing is left except for talent, so this part is comfortable.
Other wizards see it and try to imitate it, but it’s not easy.
That’s basically what magic is.
Real talent doesn’t come from big and beautiful tactics.
Surprisingly, it is often not difficult to implement [Fire Ball] as well as higher-level magic beyond that.
The horsepower required for implementation and the minimum knowledge to handle it. That’s enough.
Magic with only high firepower is thanks to the fact that the techniques are not as complicated as you might think.
But whether that’s practical is a different matter.
Can it be implemented reliably and quickly when needed?
First of all, this is a problem, and if we move on to other small applications, the bottom line of incompetent wizards is revealed.
In my case, there was a natural talent, but it is an ability acquired through years of repeated mastery and training.
A kid can follow it very easily, unless it’s more complicated than that.
It’s like copying and pasting.
It is a talent that makes you happy just by looking at it, but in other words, even with such an ability, development is sluggish.
What the future kid said was not a lie.
It seems like he learns easily and there is a desire, but he just learned it too easily, and he doesn’t seem to like magic that much.
Even today, most of them spend a lot of time in silence. They just do what they tell them to do like a numb doll.
I thought it might have gotten better after Barbaroy took it and returned it, but it’s not.
A little bit, I didn’t know what I was thinking.
Could it be that we’ve grown accustomed to being so emotionless for so long?
At first, I tried to watch.
* * *
The Barbaroi clan was a clan that was in decline even before being pushed out by the Yongin.
The memory of that time was still vivid in the little boy’s mind.
Most of my life, a little over twenty years, was filled with them.
Even the glistening appearance of Barbaroy had not yet overwritten those memories.
Humans naturally reject vampires.
There is nothing special about the other races. A walking corpse is enough to give a physiological disgust.
Rather, the exiles more readily accepted the existence of vampires.
In fact, the undead are like that from the beginning.
A monster that extorts the living that survives even in death.
I have only memories of being persecuted and persecuted.
It was difficult for vampires to settle safely in the environment of the East, where various races were scattered and intertwined.
A state without good memories taught a defense mechanism.
If all the clan members were good people, it wasn’t.
Goodness comes from leisure.
There are not many people who can be good even in difficult circumstances.
It was such a good person who made him a vampire when he was young.
But good deeds do not guarantee good results.
Still, it was a clan that was not in good shape. He, who was good and good, died that way.
The little boy was abandoned.
Barbaroi, who was the clan master, was the least he would take care of.
There was no bullying within the clan, but no care.
There was no role.
He became a vampire before he learned anything at such a young age and, of course, was not skilled enough to function as a vampire.
He managed to manage his magic, but he wasn’t good at letting it flow through his body.
It was a talent unsuitable for the mainstream magic of the East.
So the talent was not discovered.
I don’t know how to do anything, so I don’t have a role.
There is no Aemul complex like this.
In fact, even now, the little boy was not very aware of his talent.
Because it is so easy that there is no sense of achievement.
I don’t even know if it’s a compliment to receive a compliment.
The little boy didn’t want to think about anything anymore. It is only painful to think about.
The vampire’s body, who was not afraid to die even if he stood still, accelerated that attitude even more.
The established attitude is simple.
If someone asks you to do it, you just do it. I have no feelings for him. It’s good to just be blank and pass the time.
It still is.
It was easy to imitate the magic embodied by stepdad in the form of a wolf.
Clearly visible light converges on the soft wolf’s four paws.
When it reached enough suction power, it stopped moving its magic.
The body is fixed to the floor.
It was attached with a sense of weight just enough to feel the force of gravity.
It was a little difficult at first to operate such fine magic, but you are getting used to it.
It didn’t seem like it would be thrown out as useless, so the little boy was satisfied with himself.
And I didn’t think about it any more.
So I look up to see my stepdad for the next instruction.
Set of stars and lines. A beautiful, sparkling world.
Lines and lights of the shape that the kid recognizes as a vampire move.
The part that recognizes as the head sees her.
The lines and stars in it moved and wiggled.
I don’t know yet, but I recently learned that that’s a complimenting expression.
In fact, it was only recently that she realized that the world she saw was all magical.
* * *
Was I in a hurry?
Everyone asks questions about themselves from time to time.
I am always confident, but this crazy environment is also new to me.
Was it running too fast?
The little boy followed his instructions and left in search of the air pocket, but he couldn’t contain his anxiety.
I’ve tried many things, but I still don’t know.
Most of the people I’m good at reading are those who believe they are smart.
They have to be like that because they have value.
People who have no emotional ups and downs like little ones usually have a weak will. I still don’t know how to deal with such a child.
It’s usually better to find someone else to replace you than to fix something like that.
The problem is that there is no way to replace it now.
In the meantime, the owners of magical talents that appeared on a regular basis in the Barbaroi clan were those who were weak or even a little depressed, with a clear mind.
Even the little boy from the future believed that because he was savage in his own way.
But maybe this time it’s a little different?
I think I need to do something.
Anyway, I move.
Air pockets must exist somewhere.
Usually, the first time this happens, you die because you don’t even know it.
This is the minimum difficulty adjustment the labyrinth does.
In a way, it might be a little more convenient.
Even if it is not a space stage, if the environment is extreme, that itself is judged as a part of the difficulty.
Without air, the difficulty level is extremely high, so enemies that can be called enemies are weak.
Being a vampire, there is no pain even though I can’t breathe at all.
If you don’t have to breathe, the vacuum of space isn’t as seriously harmful as you might think, even with your naked body.
With the air pressure inside the body, the body cannot burst like a balloon, and there is no atmosphere to conduct heat, so it does not feel very cold.
If you can’t breathe, it’s nothing.
It is a favorable environment for the undead.
So of course.
In a place like this, the enemy is also the undead.
It senses the light and sees something creeping in the darkness.
* * *
The universe was a black mass, very dark from the kid’s point of view.
I was taught that it is because the universe is full of dark elements.
Even in a vacuum, there is no matter, and mana, the basic particle that makes up the matter, exists.
Although it cannot be said to be abundant in terms of density, it is overwhelming in absolute quantity when considering the vastness of the universe.
This vast universe is mostly made up of dark elements.
However, it was true that his magical power was thin, so the little boy could easily recognize the enemy.
He passed through the space exposed to space, broken and punctured, and entered the interior of the corridor.
I saw something wriggling and starting to move.
The little boy turned off the light.
Even if the light does not illuminate the world, the little boy can see the world briefly.
Amidst the hazy scattered darkness, the thick darkness is walking out in a lump.
I just learned how to do it a while ago.
Don’t try to suppress it.
Above all else, an undead that has been neglected for a long time in outer space where the element of darkness exists.
The basis of the undead is, of course, the element of darkness.
Even a simple zombie is terribly strengthened.
The little boy carefully used magic to lure the zombies in.
As the light disappears, some zombies, unable to see the exact location, flew through the air.
Gradually advance, holding on to the corridor of the ruined ship with a vicious force.
The little boy retreated slowly and came to a place where there was a hole in outer space.
The zombies continued to advance and reached right in front of the hole.
Simple magic that doesn’t even need a name.
Something closer to a telekinetic force that only creates a physical shock.
The moment the zombies released their arms for a moment, it was triggered.
Anything hit is thrown out of the spaceship.
They open their mouths and say something, but there is no air, so there is no sound.
After watching the zombies starting to move away from the infinite space for a moment, they started moving again.
* * *
It was pretty close, but I was able to find a room with still air.
It was an isolated space that looked like a medical facility.
It needed to be sealed tightly, so it was made strong, and at the same time it was close to the center of the ship, so it still remains unbroken.
In fact, things rarely go bad in outer space.
There is no other environment that preserves better than vacuum.
The damage to the hull was caused by the collision of small rocks floating in space.
And in this vast space, that rarely happens.
I had to clear the way, so I managed to get the zombies out and barely reached the room.
The non-undead party members were slowly turning yellow.
Is this air okay?
After a bit of magic detection, they all moved inward with a short-distance space movement.
Since there is no other way, just breathe out. It wasn’t bad.
“Wow, is this really hard?”
“It’s a breathtaking experience that will never happen again.”
“Because death by the environment doesn’t work even with potions. You were still pretty close. Did you leave a lot of oxygen?”
“I think it’s half consumed.”
“I’ll hit the rice cakes for emergencies.”
The girl makes a lot of impressions.
“Do I have to keep moving like this?”
“You can work around the air here with magic. But then the battle will be a bit difficult.”
At least melee warriors are mostly sealed environments.
Because you can’t get close and hit or move quickly.
“It’s too much!”
“That’s why we usually go to parties. As we go on, there will be more and more restrictive environments like this.”
“I need to learn magic too!”
“It’s a good idea. I’d like a lecture, sir.”
The old Orc, who was panting for breath, raised his head.
“Huh? Me? I’m not trying to teach you magic.”
“The basics.”
The girl’s face turned yellow.
“Oh, wait a minute, are you studying?”
“There’s nothing else to do.”
“Ugh. But I see.”
Well, there’s nothing wrong with having one or two undead party members because of these environmental issues.
“But where’s the little boy?”
“I told you to come back.”
“Damn it. Wasn’t that the way you sent it?”
But I had no choice but to do it. You can’t suffocate all party members.
girl holds hands
The Goddess has spoken.
「Are there too many undead? Once I led it and hid it in a corner. Vampires don’t have any vital activity, so it won’t be easy to find out, but it looks like they need help.”
Fortunately, it doesn’t appear to be a serious situation right now.
The girl who heard the story asks as if it’s strange.
“Isn’t it the same undead? Why are you being targeted?”
“They are immersed in the elements of darkness, so yes. Since there are no other elements here, the vampire’s body only recognizes the unique magical powers that are alive.”
However, we cannot accept the darkness. The dark element’s effect on the mind excels in a very bad way.
As I was about to go out, the girl grabbed my hand and said,
“My daughter, you have to take good care of it!”
“Uh…, yes, yes.”