9th floor – Lv. 79 Less Weak Guys (2)
The goddess of chaos seemed to be overwhelmed by the activities of newbies she had not seen in a long time.
It was surprising that he even thought of himself.
When did you become so empathetic to this party?
He was just turning away from himself, and he may have been quite hurt.
The church is collapsing, and the great warriors and priests who are disappointed in God.
The number of believers gradually decreased, and then there were only enough left to count with one hand.
Of course, it was the believers who would have been the most loyal to her.
There were no more denominations that even used the title of Pope, but he was still called Pope.
The great sergeant still protected the pope, and the archbishops, having no subordinates, sewed their own clothes, farmed, and hunted animals.
When asked why they didn’t leave, they answered that way.
“You are our only god. Chaos.”
The meaning must have been young and sincere.
Eventually, they remained followers of Chaos until they died of old age or were killed.
Now I can’t even remember how it ended in the end, let alone the face.
A human sitting on the throne, no, a demon to be exact.
In any case, with that memory, he couldn’t recall the last of those believers.
At some point, he probably didn’t even respond.
The past is engraved somewhere in the mind with only a vague trace.
Why?
Why didn’t their appeal then reach her heart?
The human heart is easily broken.
It never gets hardened and becomes strong, it just ignores the wounds.
At that time, the mind of a god called the goddess of chaos was probably completely broken.
“It’s ugly. It’s really ugly.”
I forsake them and live like this.
He plays with the devotees who are clinging to each other as he leads them, without even thinking about it.
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Just let it go and let it go.At the moment of death, though, something comes back to life.
Befitting his appearance, he became a child and cried and begged.
In fact, it’s still cowardly.
I am suspicious of myself that I am doing this because I have other thoughts.
Otherwise, I can’t stand it.
Goddess had never seen a party like this. More precisely, I have never seen such an exile.
Many times I have had vampires.
There were many exiles who boasted that they had specialized in vampires in their own way.
Some of them had reached the end of their 100-year period, and some had already reached the end.
Vampires live long.
Hundreds and thousands of years live.
Of course, there are very few vampires who truly live that long.
It usually breaks down on its own before that.
Although the body is immortal, the mind is not.
There were also many vampire followers who were disappearing like that.
There were those who barely reached somewhere after cultivating themselves as vampires from the dog to the end of their lives.
Vampires are a race full of flaws.
The theoretical power is unbelievable, but if you ask if you can use it properly, I would say that [Sword Master] is easier.
It’s really easy to say. [Fog], in which the body itself is molecularized and blown away, and [Batization], which turns each one into a living flying animal and blows it, all of them are stylish and powerful.
Even if you become an angel, it is a human being who has a hard time moving the wings that did not exist.
What if a body part that didn’t exist originally appeared, but what if it changed into something that couldn’t even be called a body part?
In terms of technique, if you can freely disperse and gather with bats, you are an elder class just below the rod.
It is difficult even for Vampire Lord to observe and organize by flying bats at different places far away at the same time.
Even if he was an old vampire at the level of a clan master, he couldn’t do it easily depending on his personality.
But it’s very comfortable to do it at the same time.
He has proven his proficiency countless times over the years, but it is special to be able to handle even a vampire-like race to this extent.
The goddess acknowledged her cowardice.
The last moment when I gave up on fixing my broken heart in hopes of death.
A certain whim, which I don’t know if the Goddess of Chaos ordered it, continued like this.
Goddess thought.
What will happen to the gods when they see the end of the labyrinth?
Is it liberation?
This man might do it.
In fact, he was willing to throw himself away. If you’re going to be freed anyway, what’s the point of being subordinated to another god?
* * *
[The God of Nature sighs.]
“Why?”
[The God of Nature says that we can just go out and wipe it out.]
“It’s daytime.”
[The God of Nature shakes his head.]
“Well, the sky is overcast, so there’s nothing you can’t do.”
[The god of nature tells me not to tremble.]
“Oh, you’re picky about it. It doesn’t mean much for me to be strong alone. Draw.”
“Are you trying to clear the labyrinth?”
“Isn’t that what all exiles want?”
“No way. Everyone gives up when they have enough power in their hands. There is no reason for that.”
Certainly, the life of a ranker is luxurious.
There are people who miss their home, but there are also many who are not happy enough in that house.
Even if it’s not, how can you make carbonated drinks when you reach the server’s future?
It is a strange worldview of the labyrinth that such entertainment does not develop, but it is not impossible if a knowledgeable exile wants to create it.
There are many people who do not feel the need to clear it. Even those who were once contenders.
“Aren’t you curious about chaos?”
“Why am I aiming to clear the labyrinth? Well, you never asked.”
“He always did.”
“He?”
“There is such a thing.”
[He says he envy the god of nature.]
“What are you talking about again?”
The god of nature spoke no more.
It is rare for Johnny to give a prophecy to protect the divine dignity.
After waiting for a moment, I shrugged my shoulders and patted the little boy.
Thin silver hair lacks luster and is brittle.
It seems to wake up in the morning.
It is also true that he was in critical condition because he was too weak on the 8th floor and got caught up in the aftermath of the battle, but even considering that, the recovery is slow.
It seemed that he had no will to live.
As with many things, if you don’t have the will to do it, your body won’t follow suit.
Creatures live on a tightrope somewhere between instinct and reason.
Whether or not the undead is a creature is debatable, but magically it is correct to be classified as a creature.
How did Barbarois manage this child? did i have to ask
Let’s ask when the party members return after a while.
There are no Chaos followers in this hut now.
The scenery outside is transmitted through the bat’s sight.
The fight that took place right in front of the hut is coming to an end.
I am bleeding some warriors who have lost their limbs and are struggling without even using potions.
Controlling the blood also prevents the blood from escaping.
All the warriors and assassins who attacked the spirit had to taste the ax of an old orc warrior.
Even with this and that, he is not an opponent he can handle on the 9th floor of Named Orkney, which is close to level 200.
The hunter suffered one crisis from the assassins, but Flintlock blew fire.
Guns are improvised anyway.
If the head explodes loudly, it is a healing potion and nothing.
The hunter takes the form by voluntarily blowing through his mouth a pistol that emits needlessly thick smoke.
The youngest walked slowly with a shield as large as his body.
Walked really slowly.
The arrow didn’t even pierce the teeth.
When an arrow that seemed to contain a certain skill flew in, a [barrier] was opened.
Of course, but it cannot be penetrated.
The small scratches that have arisen are gradually vanished by the troll leather armor.
Strike the archer with a shield to lay him down, then lower his head.
was desperate
At the same time, observe the girl’s side.
Even though it’s been a long time since I’ve done it, I’m getting used to it without too much trouble.
Again, once mastered, the skill does not betray the exile.
It was especially difficult to implement vampire play in the game in reality, but it is also worthwhile.
* * *
At the beginning of the labyrinth, as the end approaches, the dependence on skills begins to increase.
Skills are different from swordsmanship, martial arts, archery, magic, etc., which are simply skills you learn.
A [skill] is something that can be accomplished without any particular reason or cause.
Even [Flashing Dagger] is the same.
flow of magic? none.
Weaving orders? none.
The blinking is just ‘that’s what it is’.
Rather, it is closer to power.
For example, the intangible power that suddenly appears under the girl’s feet.
tie your feet It is different from magic bind.
It happened suddenly, without any magic or trace.
Who’s eyes are on it?
An archer is staring at the girl’s feet with eyes that are clearly stronger than before.
First, it guards the attack coming in from the front.
Feet cannot move. It’s like a celestial one.
In this state, not only can they not move freely, but they also cannot apply force to their movements.
If you don’t have enough strength, you may fall down after receiving an attack from the opponent’s warrior.
Perhaps even then, his feet will be tied as if stuck to the ground.
But the girl only had the power of her upper body… … .
bang!
accepted
The warrior who struck down a sword that looked like a bastard sword with both hands was bewildered.
He, too, was a seasoned warrior, trying to implement his next move.
If I block, I will lose my balance, so I push it with my foot and shoot it down.
It looks like he was trying to act like that.
The girl just fired two more daggers.
Then raise the sword and react to the arrow.
A little slow. The flanks are deeply cut. It wasn’t punctured, but it was a fatal wound.
It was a lot faster than I had imagined.
Is this some kind of skill?
He gently swallowed the potion he had in his mouth and raised his sword. The next arrow flew swiftly.
He tried to avoid the archer’s gaze.
Still staring at the girl’s feet.
It’s an incredibly precise shot without looking straight ahead.
where to shoot I don’t know because I can’t see the eyes.
The warrior runs.
One of the two daggers hit the body, but the warrior lightly sprayed a potion and moved forward.
The girl held the warrior in check with her left hand.
I didn’t get the right sum.
As the old man used to do, strong power can be shed with the blade of a sword covered with magic.
It didn’t drain completely. The left arm is pushed out because the opponent made a similar attempt.
The dagger in his right arm blocks flying arrows.
The girl is right-handed. More focused on this one.
I’ve never really practiced deflecting arrows back. But I thought I could do it.
Receives arrows from the side of the enchanted sword.
It is like a sword in the left hand.
It softens the physical power contained in the arrow and slightly floats it.
He slammed it with the side of the dagger like a baseball bat.
It wasn’t something I would normally do, so it worked.
The archer had to defend with one arm against an unimaginable attack.
It’s not as powerful as a properly drawn bow.
But the archer’s armor was the same.
Hearing the sound of the arrows being stabbed, the archer was relieved. and fainted
The handle part of the dagger that flew while spinning hit the head exactly.
At the same time, the strength that bound the girl’s feet disappears.
Sorcerer, how do you become a wizard?
The warrior rolled his feet.
The girl immediately felt a strong hostility towards the warrior. The enemy is so strong that you can’t see anywhere else.
Even though you know you can’t do that, you run.
It wasn’t a stealth technique or anything. An attack that simply relies on power to strike hard.
Even [Track Play] was activated.
The warrior held the sword horizontally and took the attack of a simple path without difficulty.
At the same time, the feeling of digging into your back.
It was judged to be tampering.
It also pierces the defense of the Fairy Priest’s robes.
An eerie sensation digging into the spine, and pain.
Gulping and swallowing the potion again. This time I swallowed it all.
The nerves are cut off, and the sensations in the lower body that have momentarily disappeared return.
The [Provocation] the warrior made to the girl was also over.
As soon as you feel you have regained control of your body and emotions, retreat back as best you can.
Once again, [Dash] 3 shots.
Surprisingly, the assassin followed along in a similar way.
The dagger and the dagger collide.
It was also thrown over there. The girl tried to catch it with the sword she was still holding in her left hand.
it was a crowd The opponent’s body was engulfed in black shadows and became blurred.
know what It is [secret].
motion was not seen.
Another dagger flies from the opponent.
And one more.
Now take it with your right arm, which is not holding a weapon. hat shrug your shoulders and take
Neck and vital organs, bones and muscles, barely.
The defense was successful.
But the next moment my feet froze.
The assassin hurried away from the girl.
Behind him, a fallen warrior can be seen thanks to the unexpected [Trace Regeneration].
It is frosty.
A chill begins to rise like a hazy mist.
I feel a huge magic power above my head. No skill this time. No, even if it’s a skill, it’s a magic skill.
“ah…….”
Ice fragments with magical power fell like rain.
* * *
“Until there.”
Bats hovering in the sky quickly descend.
The girl neutralized the two.
archers and warriors.
However, the magic was triggered by the time earned by the assassin.
When dealing with hordes of enemies with wizards, if that happens, in most cases, it’s already over.
Bats fly and return to blood.
Dominating blood from such a long distance would be impossible without Barbaroy’s power.
While one bat secured its sight, the rest of the blood spilled out as a blood awl.
Deflects all the ice falling towards the girl.
At the same time, the bleeding of the fallen archers and warriors increases rapidly.
The gushing blood swirls around.
If the blood that had flowed for its master until recently spreads everywhere, it will inflict sharp wounds.
When the carotid artery is cut, you can see the blood gushing out like a fountain in time with the heartbeat.
It’s great to have a quick hand with a healing potion, but it’s not too late.
The hands and feet are shackled with blood shackles.
The wizard turned around without saying a word and began to run away.
In this case, you need some finesse. Controlling distant blood only through observation through a bat creates a limit to its speed.
It hardens the blood to make a bullet, and fills the back with the blood compressed with control.
Not a water rocket, but a blood rocket?
There are cases where it is slightly distorted, but the laws of physics work normally even in the labyrinth.
launch!
* * *
The woman was annoyed.
Looking into it is an observation screen raised by a wizard.
Pigeons flying in the sky looking down on the ground.
And the face of the battlefield is reflected.
Blood is sweeping through the snowy forest.
Sometimes sharp cutlery, this time… … .
Should I call that a gun? At first glance, this is how it works.
“What did we see now?”
“vampire?”
“Say something that makes sense. Where is that vampire?”
“No, you don’t know a guy who’s going to be one of those things.”
“What do you mean?”
The man answered melancholy.
“Barbaroy.”
“X-foot. Why is that bastard here?”