6th floor – Lv. 95 Storm Howl Brigade (4)
The moment the first meteorite digs into the ground, it swells, unable to withstand the pressure.
The erupting snow and silt rises tens of meters.
The earth shook as if a stone had fallen on the water.
Before the ripple could spread even one step, the next meteorite struck.
A troll that lost its balance on the vibrating earth was hit in the head.
The crumbling and exploding head became a part of the earth as it was.
The body that has lost its head is shattered by the overwhelming physical force.
The bursting was as cruel as a blood bag exploding.
When the remnants of the troll spread like a mist in the air, other meteorites that arrived at about the same time are now embraced by the earth.
The world was erased by light and sound.
* * *
The ground shook.
I’ve never experienced it This was a sound that made me think that the intensity of 7 would be easy.
The girl was supporting her body with strength in her hands and feet, as if she was digging the ground as she had been taught.
If you lie flat like this and stick firmly, even if it shakes, you will not receive any damage from it.
But it was unsatisfactory.
It reminds me of a tambourine-shaped ride I rode in an amusement park.
Up, down, left and right, back and forth, the whole body shakes relentlessly.
He was thrown to the ground, hit a hill, and hit by flying stones.
It felt like the whole world had become a vicious ride.
The surroundings became quiet only after the head had been slammed into the ground once.
The first thing I looked for was my uncle by raising my head, which seemed like it would cause motion sickness.
It was said that the stat temporarily became 1. I’m sure I’ll lose consciousness.
So you have to protect it from the aftermath.
It was a task entrusted to the youngest.
The girl’s strength might be sufficient, but her size was too small.
The big giant protected the party leader with his whole body.
He hangs unconsciously, but his complexion is noticeably pale.
The goddess said it was a pretty dangerous thing to do.
I prayed to see if it was okay or whether it was successful, but there was no answer.
I soon realized that being stunned in the aftermath of arbitrarily manipulating my powers was the same.
The youngest, noticing the girl’s worried gaze, raised a thumb.
It looked like he had severe abrasions everywhere because he didn’t take care of his body.
The girl ran and poured a little liquid from the bottle.
Light smoke rises from the wound and heals.
The youngest nodded his head.
Only then did I have time to look around the place where the magic had been blown.
My head is cracked and blood is flowing. One vision was obscured.
Take a potion and rub it. The blood stops quickly.
The terrain had changed.
The plain where the garrison used to be is now a rugged gorge reminiscent of the surface of the moon.
The craters were not large, probably because each meteorite was small.
However, it was deep enough to create large and small lakes.
The blood that had not evaporated and the melted snow flowed into it, cooling the heat.
It vaporized immediately, and a suffocating noise and water vapor erupted.
It looked like a volcanic crater had formed.
“Harm!”
The hunter shouted.
The girl looked up at the sky, wondering what to avoid, and saw an ogre flying.
“Ahh!”
Diving sideways with full power. If you even add [dash] to it, the distance quickly widens.
The ogre, no, what used to be an ogre, fell to the ground with a terrible sound and was unable to move again.
Then a lot of things started flying.
Those that missed the shock, whether lucky or bad, flew up in the aftermath, and now they are falling.
It is a rare experience to see a piece of cloth and earth pouring down from the sky.
Debris was scattered for a time that felt like 10 minutes.
He bowed his head once more, and as the menace passed, the sun shone.
The clouds that were preparing to pour snow have cleared.
It must be the sun I have seen in a long time in this frozen land.
Coincidentally, the last debris that flew in was a flagpole. A puck and steel flagpole sticks to the floor.
I could barely recognize the lightning bolt pattern on the broken and mopped flag.
Maybe it symbolizes the Storm Crying Brigade.
The girl once again saw the misery.
The earth is on fire late, and rocks are flowing down as lava.
It will take a while for it to cool down and become a lake.
As scheduled, the hunter took command.
“There, fairies, if it’s not rude, will you take care of me for a moment?”
Cat ears nodded with a terrible expression.
The snow leopards have been put to sleep by the fairies with magic, so now they are waking up looking around bewildered.
He looked very confused by the squawking, but he immediately understood.
A pale-faced party leader was placed on the back of one of them.
The girl runs up and down and binds it so it doesn’t fall off.
Looking into the eyes of the fairies, it seems that they are a little frightened.
The target is their party leader.
The hunter hesitated for a moment.
Can I leave it to them?
But he immediately shook his head. Fairies are generally more good and sincere than humans.
Even if you’re not a stump fairy, it’s the same thing.
But the other party seemed to have realized that concern.
“It’s okay. I don’t think we can do anything for you.”
The ears hang over the bitter smiley face.
“The Archmage will take good care of you. Please come back slowly.”
It’s not a tone that sounds like it’s going to ring in your ears, but a quiet and serious voice.
The hunter nodded.
* * *
Contrary to the girl’s feelings, it had not yet been three minutes since the collision of the meteorites.
The youngest comes first.
The girl took a position to face those who crossed the defense from behind.
The hunter tied the arrow to the string.
A battle without a party leader is nothing short of the first.
Although the opponent is said to be in full swing, it cannot be said to be an easy battle.
Hunters are also exiles with their own experience.
The absurdity of the even-numbered floors, which I have constantly felt, has continued to this day.
Even though the entire garrison has been blown away, the shamans who are chasing the surviving troops nearby are proof of that.
Orc shaman.
Those are the guys who start coming out when you get close to the 20th floor.
Even the trolls and ogres that got hit are still alive.
In particular, the troll is moving as if there were no wounds already.
The hunter fired an arrow.
[Sharp Shooting]
The shaman’s head is smashed.
And lightning fell with the magic of the arrow.
Arrows continue to fly while you are startled by the sound of thunder.
The leader said that he could use all the special arrows he had gathered this time.
The hunter thought that it was not good to use it all, but that he had no choice but to use it all.
Some giant monsters start running.
The hunter felt a tingling in his hips.
Was it really the right thing to do? These are the guys who survive and run after being hit like that.
Finally, the troll approached, wielding his long arms.
The youngest took it with the doorknob. Several skills are activated and the terrifying power flows over.
The troll was bewildered by the robustness he had not expected of a human.
A hunter’s arrow is stuck in one eye.
Playing doesn’t mean it’s not painful.
The moment her nerves became a little dull, the small girl, who was barely visible to the eye, moved.
It was a movement that was hard to recognize even when I first saw it on the first floor.
The labyrinth is being corrected more strongly, and now that he has been trained by the leader, his speed is just not easy to follow.
The troll’s head was cut in half.
The monster opens its mouth in pain and stretches out its hand.
Try to put the tilted neck back to its original position.
A few short flashes pass.
The tough skin of the troll was dripping with blood. The giant kneels
Regeneration also occurs while alive.
The girl landed on top of her fallen head.
Then, triumphantly, he reached out his hand and drew a V.
“For once!”
The hunter stopped laughing.
Yeah, there’s one more guy at the party that’s not normal.
* * *
The crisp feeling when leveling up is usually a pleasure, but it can be overstimulation in the extreme physical state of strength stat 1.
If more than 20 explosive sounds at a time, I think I’m going to die.
What should I say, I have a cold, my whole body aches, and I feel like I am inserting pleasure through self-generation?
Let’s multiply that by twenty.
It’s dizzy and cold, but at the same time, my body is shaking violently.
So I vomited.
“Ugh! This guy, no, this guy, uh. That’s not it, um. Archmage? Anyway, he vomited!”
“Wow! Smell!”
“Hey! Then scold me! Something like that might fall on our campsite!”
These fuss are leaf fairies.
The body is tied very loosely. It’s clunky, but it’s never going to fall off.
I think you know whose work it is.
“How much time has passed?”
The stats haven’t come back yet. The effect lasted about 30 minutes, so it wouldn’t have been much longer.
Cat ears answer.
“I’ve come all the way to the camp, maybe it’s been about 20 minutes because I’m coming slowly.”
Then the Fairy Priest will come to meet you.
The leaders of the Leaf Fairy are, without exception, priests.
Unlike other races called priests, the Leaf Fairies kept their title as priests.
Labyrinth tends to reveal the culture of each tribe in trivial places.
This is a good thing for me.
Most races are tolerant of exiles simply by showing that they understand and know their culture.
When he reached the front of the campsite, he cut the chains he was holding with a dagger and staggered up to his feet.
The ground is shaking.
No, my view.
Strength stat 1 is a bit harsh. If it reaches 0, it dies. The cause of death was crushed by not being able to bear his own weight.
If so, 1 is a natural crisis level that may be debilitating.
Still, I think I’ll have to die unless there’s a battle.
The priest greeted me with a very complex and subtle expression.
As you enter the warm tent, you feel better.
I lost consciousness and did not know, but the wave of magic must have spread far away.
There is no way the priest could not have sensed it.
Even if not, the meteors are spectacular. The magic that fell from the sky must have been well observed with the naked eye.
The attitude of the priest is more polite.
“I heard from God. You seem to be the one who is getting attention from among the exiles.”
“fist?”
Did you do something worth noting? Think for a moment. One of the things I did was related to fairies.
Hmm, it did give some loss to the orcs’ power on the second floor.
But the 4th floor had absolutely nothing to do with it.
There is no particular reason for the god of nature and purity to pay attention to me.
But things like God are arbitrary. Even our Goddess is always complaining about it.
If it is a powerful god with a large number of followers, it is better to say that it is so and lie flat.
The key to original faction friendship management is friendship with the gods.
[The God of Nature thank you.]
“huh. yeah, it won’t pass How awkward it is to be a vampire who serves nature.”
‘Goddess, please be quiet. Can’t you hear the prophecy?’
“Jean, you wouldn’t be interested in a sassy girl like me, would you?”
‘Who did you learn the word hako from?’
“He passed over to that guy.”
‘That’s a pity.’
But how do you say thank you? If the [Meteor Swarm] just exploded in the forest, it would have been crazy.
It’s a tundra with no forest.
Anyway, let’s show reasonable courtesy for now.
There is no other way to raise the friendship of the fairy group more easily than now.
Even if the body on the second floor is systematically discovered and processed in the labyrinth, it is enough to build trust enough to claim that it was an accidental accident.
As long as you completely forsake the greenskin, you have to catch even a fairy.
In front of the priest, I followed the fairy manners that I had honed over the years.
With your ring and small fingers folded, put your right hand on top of your heart, put your right foot forward, kneel down, and bend your waist about 20 degrees.
Raise your left arm as if supporting it and maintain an upright posture.
The priest is silent and takes my left hand and lifts me up.
Now stand up and bow down.
This is an ancient fairy rite. A greeting when an outsider man sees a retarded fairy woman for the first time.
Of course, after the fairy empire collapsed, only the gods and those who worship them remembered.
In fact, the priest quietly lifted the veil.
For a priest who worships the god of chastity to show his face, it means complete trust.
“You are our former comrade.”
“It’s a long time ago, but how can you not have the same thoughts in your heart? It’s nice to see you again and to be of help.”
“welcome.”
[The god of nature is amazed.]
“Aren’t you really changing here all of a sudden?”
‘You’re confused. Calm down. I don’t.’
From now on, I will act as an ally of the fairy.
As a bonus, go back to the dwarf village and give yourself a little bit of respect.
Negotiations with the saint and the twins are abandoned.
Let’s do something by force.