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"He...... can you rely on other armor to move to the bill!?

Crimson sword to be protruded.

Tilt your body over a sword poke and you will be blown away by the shock emanating from Crimson's body.

Now it's rumbling the souls that Crimson has absorbed.

"Damn, it's hard to fight in a place like this"

We're in a room where paintings and sculptures and other artwork are embellished on the walls of a certain thing.

Artwork is destroyed every time a Crimson breaks out.

"Oh, no body......!

I was thinking of catching up a little bit, but it broke me.

"Don't Temehe know the value of art!

Punch your fist at the Crimson sword as it penetrates.

Crimson is staging a heartless assault without responding to my words. Unconsciously, even if there is an [appraisal], you cannot see through the other person's thoughts.

But there's no way you can small-scale Crimson against him.

"Stop thinking about the rest of it. I'll smash you!

[Magic Shockwave]. Skill of knocking magic inside and destroying it.

I know it doesn't work while I'm fighting Crimson for just beating it in normally.

"- My staff thought of that."

Strike in a special magic as Melissa deduces.

Shortly afterwards, the sword is shattered and scattered, no longer able to withstand the shock from the inside.

Crimson jumps back for losing his weapon and stares at his own hand as he takes his distance.

"Wonder how much it's destroyed"

He had succeeded in damaging Crimson's body. But he was regenerating his own body by absorbing the soul that was in the labyrinth.

Weapons can be regenerated as well.

But I was puzzled in front of an attack I didn't know who I was.

"Thanks to you for moving your armor to the bill, I know how to attack you."

Just check the map on the 52nd floor where you were and there's regular deceased armor (living armor).

"It was also conceived that if more than one existed, they could not give full attention to wear and tear. But I can't confirm the deceased's armor or crimson after checking on the 54th floor."

In other words, only the armor (living armor) and crimson (crimson) of the deceased exist.

"If you can handle it, let me do everything I can."

Work up a special magic trick on your right hand.

White and radiant magic.

When I saw it, Crimson was good at it.

"That's right. It's the magic of [Holy] Specialized for the Undead."

Magic made [holy] by sublimating [light].

It's a change I can't make, but Melissa can.

"And that's not all."

The magic of [Saint] is enhanced with divinity.

"It's too far out of the standard to finally take it down."

It's Noel who's psyched.

Melissa's elaborate [Holy] magic powers are transferred to Noel, gaining the magic mixed with divinity through a connection with the 'Witch'.

All I'm doing is tapping into the magic I've been given.

"No small work. Let's meet directly from the front."

……

Crimson that tries to think of something.

I don't know what I thought. Remove the gear that was on the outside of the armor, let go to the sheath and lighten up your body, and you stand up fist and confront me.

You seem to have chosen to meet me directly from the front.

I'm sorry, but I don't have martial arts.

It was also painfully stained in special training with the golden hyena (Golden Mayne).

"All I can do is die and put my strength into my fist."

A series of hits is released from both fists of Crimson.

A fist released on the assumption that it will be dodged hits all over your body.

Ouch. It's somewhere in my body. My bones broke and my blood vessels might have been torn.

"That, but...!

I'm clumsy. I have the greatest power.

"I can put all my strength into just one blow!

Crushing both hands of the rolled out Crimson, his right fist shoots through his chest.

Crimson stops moving in a flash.

"I win."

Crimson's body plays around his chest, splitting between his upper and lower body and blowing away.

"But ha!

Hold your chest and squat as you spit out blood.

"Your husband!

A panicked Sylvia rushes over and gives me healing pills.

From the other side, Illis hangs [Heavenly Healing] for me.

"... in what condition?

"My whole body is worn out. So strange to be able to remain conscious that way."

"That's about the kind of risk I couldn't take down."

A blow with all the power in the true sense.

Not only me, but Melissa and Noel are all depleted of magic.

Sylvia takes the magic restorative medicine that Sylvia removed from the storage ring because her body has healed and she can afford it.

"If he was unconscious about dodging, he might not have hit it."

A blow you absolutely have to hit.

So I created a situation where I could be guessed by letting myself devote all my energy to the attack, even if it wounded me.

"Yes, loot"

Ira has a demonic stone about the size of a person's head on her right hand and a helmet that remains bright red on her left hand.

"Looks like you left some bright red armor because you knocked him out while he was still in crimson condition."

"That helped."

[Magic Conversion] Immediate Demon Stone.

It just didn't hold as much magic as the fruit of the Divine Tree, but it had enough magic to equate it.

"Can't you give me the helmet?

"Noel did?

Noel has suggested that the helmet is also about to [convert magic].

Lightweight Noel is an unnecessary substitute for a helmet.

"Oh, it's not for me to use."

"... who wants it?

If Noel doesn't need it himself, there's a good chance someone in the labyrinth is craving it.

"... Mr. Varak"

"That kid..."

Noel calls you Varak, an angel who looked like a boy in a labyrinth, but also a demon of his nature as a demon.

You're supposed to be alive longer than any of us already, but you miss us like a real kid.

I guess this bright red helmet has touched his harp line.

"It would be good for a souvenir for a little while."

"Wow, thanks."

Throw the helmet over.

It's not a problem if you can't [convert magic] because its value as magic is low.

"Well, that's it, but let's go home once"

It is still possible to proceed.

However, a blow from all over his body is tearing him apart from his wounds and health.

Time is not even noon, but for today we should cut off exploration.

"... hmm?

Just what we have is a starting point on the 54th floor underground.

Attempt to register the offensive position by touching the metastatic crystals that were dispersed in the artwork. However, metastatic crystals show no response at all.

On the contrary, bees and electric shocks explode to refuse to be touched.

"Better not touch it"

"What's going on?

"I don't know much about it either, but the metastatic crystals are cursed."

"Is that a curse?

I've never heard of anything like being able to curse metastatic crystals.

No, I know why you curse.

"You couldn't go back."

"Yes."

Normally we cannot return without the use of metastatic crystals.

If it's meant to be locked in a labyrinth, there's no more efficient way.

"What to do..."

It's easy for us to return because we have a [transfer].

But in that case, we'll start over from the 51st basement. I didn't touch the metastatic crystals on the 52nd or 53rd floors because I was going to register on the 54th floor, making it a priority to put the crimson down and move on.

Risks exist.

However, we can say that it is still acceptable.

"Let's move on. If it's going to work, I'm going to move on, and if it's dangerous, I'm going to go home right away."