Because There Were 100 Goddesses in Charge of Reincarnation, I Received 100 Cheat Skills

The underground ruins had become a very complex maze.

Besides, it's 3D, so you have to go up and down.

Even though I had the full picture with my "Detection/Polar" skills, it seemed so confusing.

Of course, the trap was set up.

The floor at your feet disappears and you're about to be dropped on Needle Mountain.

The ceiling is falling.

Arrows fly from the wall or something.

I can detect beforehand with my (sensing/polar) skills, but as usual, Ellen would hook me up if I did, so I had difficulty moving on.

"Knock... I didn't know there were so many traps set up... what a dangerous dungeon... ugh!

For that dialogue, Ellen is happily nimanimating her cheeks, so there's nothing she can do.

DM, isn't it, this guy?

"Wow, Torapu, Torapu"

Does Filia even mistake it for a plaything in Filia, welcoming traps?

Besides living armor, the demons that show up include golems, gargoyles, and more.

I mostly knock them down with a piece of bread.

Eventually, we reached the deepest hall where some kind of event was likely to occur.

"What is this painting?

There were many paintings on the wall.

Creepy creatures, many.

It could be a poisonous frog with wings, a snake with more than a hundred necks, or something like a cactus with hands and feet.

It's much smaller than them, but it also depicted humans eating and fleeing.

If this is really human, it would mean that the creatures are pretty huge.

"Look, this"

"A moth."

Looking in the direction of Tyra's fingers, a creature very similar to that giant moth that appeared in the Great Forest the other day was depicted.

"Did you paint what actually happened...?

It is the words of the elders that remind me.

- Heh heh heh heh.

No, I have to remind you who listened to it in the reading.

"A mighty, evil being and a demon he can obey"

"Maybe that's what really happened...... And to warn future generations, I painted this place..."

For, indeed, this ruin may be the tomb of a hero that has defeated its evil existence.

Behind the hall was something like an altar or a grave.

But nearby there was a pedestal set more splendidly than that, where a single sword was pierced.

"Whoa, what if this is the so-called" legendary sword "left by the hero?

How it creates such an atmosphere.

"Legendary Sword!? I'd love one!

"Ah."

Ellen jumped first.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Let me! All the while, I run after Ellen.

But my hand ends up stroking her puffy ass.

"Where are you touching it - Huh!?

"But no remorse!

Ellen grabs the pattern of the sword and tries to pull it out of her mind.

Phew, but there's no way I can get through to Ellen the asshole anyway.

The only way out of this kind of sword is through the chosen one, and the market is set.

- Zubo!

"I'm out!

Yep......

Ellen, with the legendary sword (probably) in her hand, waves the sword with joy.

"It's so light! This is going to kill even the dragon scales!

"... n"

It was then that Shilo smiled small.

Bum, peck!

"To?"

You couldn't stand Ellen's grip, the legendary sword (?) The pattern broke.

He twirls around and his torso flies, clashing against the wall.

Palin!

I also broke my body.

"Yep, yep, yep!?

Ellen screams and collapses on the spot.

"So, I broke the legendary sword..."

"Well, it's been an old sword for over a thousand years."

Probably been brittle from the start.

And that was then.

There are some signs of zombies coming from the altar.

Soon an old man with no legs stood.

The body is clear.

"Soaked up!

"Ghost."

For a moment, I thought I'd purify him with necromancy, but I immediately reconsider.

The Ghost that appears in these scenes has an important role to play in the progress of the story.

"Maybe... a hero from a thousand years ago?

"What are you talking about? There's no way a hero looks like this... like this?

Ellen argues.

Instead of being puffy, he was a pretty scrupulous old man.

He's bald, he's small, he's small, he's fat, and his face and flattery are hard to describe as beautiful.

But...

"You can be a hero if you're a scrupulous old man! Who decided that a hero is handsome!?

I argue forcefully.

"Right, scrupulous old man?

"I think you are more rude!? I didn't say a word about being a scrupulous man!? To be perfectly clear, I thought it was rude, and I wrapped it in a proper oblate!

"I think Ellen's remarks are quite rude too..."

The old Ghost said weakly.

"... I don't look like a hero anyway..."

To listen, this old Ghost, he really seemed like a hero who saved the world a thousand years ago.

Again, people shouldn't judge by their appearance.

"Never mind, old man. Whether it's chicks, balds, fats, scrupulous and quadrupled, heroes are heroes."

"Didn't you dare say that earlier? You'll be possessed, won't you?

'Lady, you don't have to worry about me.' Cause I'm used to it... '

The old man sighed like a tired salaried man.

Apparently he had quite a hard time during his lifetime.

"The fact that your lords are here will mean that his resurrection is near. He can never be defeated in the normal way. But don't worry. Because if you use the holy sword given to you by the gods, you can do damage to him."

That's what I said, old Ghost snapped his finger.

"On the pedestal there...... hmm? No? There would have been a sword there, wouldn't there?

"Could this be about this sword?

I gathered the remains of the sword Ellen destroyed earlier to show it to you.

"The Sacred Sword Will Break Ooooooooo!?

Stunning old man.

"Oh, I didn't break it!? Hey, I just shook it and this happened to me on my own!

Ellen makes such an explanation in a hurry.

Do you still feel guilty, she desperately,

"Hey, there's no way to cure it!?

'I don't think I can...'

"What other holy sword, then!?

"At least I only know one bottle of that......"

No treatment, an old man shaking his head with a face that

'So, good luck with that. It's time for the eagle to die. Wish me a good fight.'

"Hey..."

Then he disappeared as if fleeing.

"You didn't look like a hero at all from start to finish."