Morning nihonium dungeons.
Today, I asked my people not to come into the dungeon unless there was more to it.
The cause is, for one thing, the presence of a stripper.
Both I want to avoid getting undressed and my people getting undressed.
So, like before, Sakura hasn't broken in and said, "Ah..."
Still, every time we meet, they take their clothes off, even if they know no one's coming, every time they do, they take mental damage.
So I did the full effect of the brain radar, proceeded with caution and caution, walked almost barely through the thirteenth floor, and came down to the fourteenth basement.
From now on, I can use the transfer room.
I can stabilise a stripper through.
I was relieved and checked the situation around me.
The look of the dungeon hasn't changed.
A pulsating visceral dungeon with full grossness.
It's been a long time since I've seen this dungeon.
And to find the monster, turn your consciousness to the brain radar.
"Huh?"
Unexpectedly voiced.
It solidified for a moment as it was.
When I was surprised and confused by what I felt on the brain radar, the monster appeared.
I killed that monster in an instant.
He's a major monster, Tengu, dressed as a trainee with a long nose.
I instantly killed that half reflexively.
"haha......"
I was too surprised by what I saw on the radar, I forgot everything about the maneuvers and how they looked, and instantly killed them with zero distance headshots from the flesh thin.
The fallen Tengu makes a noise and drops.
When I picked it up, it was a fruit about the size of a small egg watermelon that smelled like the bumpy skin characteristic of citrus fruit.
When I gently peeled it off, it was about a centimeter on the skin alone and it was very thick, and it smelled toothy and refreshing from under its skin.
"This is the usual drop."
To say that there is no change of philosophy also does not require immediate confirmation.
I put that fruit in the grand eater's pocket, and I concentrate my consciousness on the radar again.
Honestly, I can't get involved with the monsters on this floor anymore. I see something that seems important.
Oh, my God, I see two stairs leading down the stairs.
I thought maybe it was some kind of mistake, so I headed somewhere with the stairs, just like the other floor, carefully putting on the Tengu.
"I knew it was two..."
I followed him. There were two stairs lined up that led down.
This has never happened before.
There was never more than one staircase like this.
"... there's nothing wrong with that."
Next is the fifteenth basement floor.
When you think about all the different gimmicks and all the monsters that need special tactics so far, it's not possible that the two staircases are so clear that nothing can happen.
Nevertheless, you can't not not proceed.
We're getting a request from the cell for a tactical investigation, and most importantly, if we attack the next fifteenth floor, it could finally be Nihonium.
"... All right"
I pulled myself together and went down the left stairs first.
It was also a visceral dungeon down the stairs - but it was a wide open space there.
Height and breadth.
It was a spacious space about the school gym.
What was there was the monster all in one piece.
"Ghosts, huh?"
Three times the size of a human being is a body, a piece of hipster, two horns on the head, a sharp fang visible from the mouth.
I would have thought it was an "orga" if it wasn't nihonium, but in this nihonium, that would probably be a "ghost" for sure.
The ghost growled, that was the signal for the opening of the war.
The power and speed of the ghosts were out of step with the monsters so far.
Big, fast and strong.
Purely, an opponent like a symbol of power, the strength is probably, approaching the Dungeon Master class, I thought so when I got my first punch blown off guard by guard.
I rebuild myself in the air, pull out my two pistols, and normally fire a series of bullets.
Small hand checks that scatter large quantities of bullets.
The ghost shot it all off with fist rumbling.
"No small work?"
That might help.
To the fleshy ghost again, I put my pistol away, kick the ground and thrust in the same way.
Me and the ghost making a rush at speed, as if we had shown each other, let go of the punch, and we met.
Dogorn!!!!
A shockwave that met in a punch rocked the entire hierarchy.
I backspace in the air and retreat while I lose momentum.
When I landed, the numbness in my arm came late.
Meanwhile, the ghost's right arm was mumbling, deformed and drooling.
This one won the meeting.
I still have numbness on my right hand over here - but it moves.
The second time I jumped from over here.
Go ahead, turn cool where the ghost reacts, dive into the right.
The ghost reacts, but the noisy arm doesn't move the way it thinks, and the reaction delays one breath.
Strike a full punch in there.
My body bends over to the "ku" lettering horizontally and blows away with tremendous momentum.
Don't miss the chase.
Now instead of doing a small hand check, fire a series of growth bullets that kill (ya) your mind.
I couldn't rebuild or guard myself, and the ghost took all the growth bullets with his body.
Slightly fall to the ground as it is.
Try to get up, get on one knee.
And Pachine, and within the two corners, one broke in the momentum of the first flying.
"... hmm? Again."
I see no sign of being knocked down and dropped. No, no, I fire a growth bullet in a row to give you more torpedoes.
It was the most surprising moment since I got the growth bullet.
The ghost, lying on one knee, took all the grew bullets, but he was not scared.
The sight, in my experience with various monsters so far, was certain not to have been damaged.
What's this all about? Thinking so, things changed even more.
A broken ghost horn is growing again.
And the ghost rises up and thrusts in as if the damage had never been done before.
Surprised and delayed in my response, I'm just as guarded and blown away as I was the first time.
The power was the same as it was then.
"... a simultaneous attack!?
Two horns, two stairs.
After only breaking one bottle, it doesn't accept damage and comes back over time.
I knew this situation as knowledge.