Dungeon Reset

[Ow!]

Whoo!

The cold wind blows, and the white body of Bahamut slowly rises to his mind.

“What? I'm about to go up in the sky like this. ”

[Something like that. because the rise of the tide surpasses a certain fate. It really makes me feel fresh.]

[Phew...]

Later, white breath came out of Bahamut's mouth.

It was still just a round eye, but somehow, I felt like I saw an egg that smoked a new life.

And that feeling was almost right.

Boo-hoo.

Bahamut's face suddenly cracks open, and a long, deep groove begins to burn.

Along the groove comes a dark shadow, with a simple but similar look.

Alpha asked.

What does that "B_D" on your face mean? >

Bahamut opens his mouth.

[Complex meaning. Now... I see. This emotion is "miss."]

His voice is strangely calm, as is Bahamut's expression.

And that accent…… resembled the Alpha somewhere.

He was thinking of Serpa the Black Cat.

[This is...... what Serpa experienced. With this sense of sophistication and domination, I can understand the power that has changed.]

A sense of excitement and quietness somewhere dominated his whole body.

However, it didn't mean that the magical class had risen or that it had become incredibly powerful.

However, he was clearly a little different from before.

We can slowly find out where and how things changed.

Such a trivial thing was not important.

Bahamut is no longer undead.

It wasn't even a chimeric ice gremlin born in a witch's lab.

Now that I've surpassed all that......

[I feel like I've even become a'snow spirit'.]

[Hmph. Spirits suck. It's just a snowman.]

[…….]

Bahamut couldn't do anything about what the rabbit said because it wasn't quite right.

Instead, I raise my hand to touch the cold air around me.

Whew.

White eyes and feet move around with the gestures of their hands.

The snowflakes clumped together and shifted into a free-form shape as if they were touching a lump of clay.

This was neither magic nor skill.

Previously, if you controlled your eyes with the ice magic that the witch forced you to inject, now you're just free to move your body.

To be a little exaggerated, it feels like I'm one with all the eyes in the world...

[I feel like I'm peeking into the secrets of this world. My Lord, I am the snow itself.]

Bahamut steps down in front of the man and bows with his head down.

But Jungdown was curious about what had changed.

“Hm. I don't know about anything else, but it feels a little bit like an Alpha to me." ”

The Alpha stood up to him.

< Absolutely. Bahamut is now a concept similar to mine. >

“Similar concept? ”

< He swore his allegiance and everything to the dragon of life Erthea in true sense. >

“Everything? ”

His fate changed 180 degrees by sacrificing the life vessel containing the soul of Bahamut as a sacrifice to Ertera.

He has escaped the Cursed Undead's Wheel and gained a new life as a completely different being.

The result was this status window.

Status Window

Name: Bahamut

Title: Subordinate Manager

Health: 100/100 (%)

Satisfaction: 20/100 (%)

[Heehee. It's subordinate! I'm intermediate!]

Suddenly the rabbit felt better, so he started hopping around the sky.

I was nervous that Bahamut might become more aggressive than me, but I thought I could argue with him again.

A suspicious look rises from the downward side of the status window.

“Satisfied? The snowman's eating now? ”

[Satisfaction means life energy allocated to me. And health readings seem to mean how much the snow melts.]

After all, that ‘20 percent satiety’ meant the amount of salary the Alpha gave him.

Even when the tide rises, the reality is that only one-fifth of what it used to be.

It was a bit of a pity, but he had some magical powers now.

[I was obsessed with power. I'm not dying. My strength and soul are all for Ertera!]

< The manager of a very good heart has finally come in. I hope you will continue to be strong. >

Alpha was delighted and sent a little more vital energy.

Satisfaction: 23/100 (%)

A little, really, but where is it?

* * *

Meanwhile.

“Phew, what a horrible place. ”

“This is really hell.... ”

There was a new participant in the deep sea.

The dungeon where Serpa the helper disappeared, but the automation system he created led the participants.

Kiyaaak!

Participants were too busy to resist the black fog to be chased by deep sea bass.

But fortunately, we were able to rest a little bit in the square, sometimes found in the sun as we walked down the road.

like an oasis in the middle of the desert.

People were both grateful and curious at the same time.

“Why is that square stone floating? ”

“Yeah. I don't know how it works. It's a strange world, but... ”

“But I'm glad those shadowy cats didn't make it to the streetlights. ”

Staying in the same position was dangerous in case you were surrounded by monsters, but it was very important for them to be able to take a break like this.

And among the floating floating floating floating floating floating stones, a golden gate made by Jungdown was revealing its existence.

“What kind of gate is that? ”

“Yeah, isn't that the door the maid uses? We can't get through the gate without assistance anyway……. ”

But it was then.

Flash!

The octopus golems that appeared inside the gate were also overwhelmed by sunstones.

“Huff!? ”

“A new monster! ”

People were naturally frightened.

But since then, the existence of golems along the line has been enormous.

“Grrr!”

“Ohhh!”

Kwung! Kwung!

“Go-golem!? ”

No, should I have called it a golem in the first place?

At the appearance of giants in full body armor, participants were tense and exhausted throughout the body.

But...... these guys don't seem to want to attack much.

[Dig shells!]

Bahamut, the octopus golem's captain, gave strict orders to the golems.

Then they immediately began digging hard nearby ground to catch the iron clams.

[Khh, the ones who didn't listen to the filth before are now even listening. Is that what this is? Kuhaha!]

Despite his obsession with power, he now tastes of power.

Bahamut stood on top of the octopus golem and stopped the golems.

[You bastards, dig for the ground! I will complete my master's mission with a swift death sentence and show you a different me!]

“What's with those eyes? ”

“Are you the final boss? ”

“I take it you don't care about us, boss. ”

The participants were puzzled.

Bahamut finds them and sticks his tongue out.

[Tsk. Those bastards... Oh, no, no, no. Since they're the same race as you, you'd better give them a little help.]

As Bahamut shakes his hands in the air, white snowflakes clump together, creating a snowball that looks like a fist.

At that moment, his status window changed.

Satisfaction: 23/100 (%)

Satisfaction: 22/100 (%)

Bahamut takes a little of his vital energy, puts it in my eye, and throws it at the participant's feet.

Participants who are surprised and retreating.

“Ugh, it's an attack!? ”

It wasn't.

The snowball falls to the ground and slows itself down.

Then he turned into a little snowman, approached the participant and waved his hand.

[Hooray!]

“What, what!? ”

What the hell is going on here?

What do you want me to do?

I'd rather attack. A single eye appeared and greeted me.

Bahamut bluntly said to those who were shocked.

[Its name is… Hmm, Mini Bahamut. Follow it. It will guide you to the Ruins.]

[Hooray!]

“ ……! ”

Participants who get carried away at that moment.

“How can we believe that? ”

It was natural for them to doubt.

They went through so much trouble to believe the words of a suspicious-looking snowman.

But Bahamuth had lived many years, too.

There's a better way to do this than persuade.

[Hmm, if you don't believe me, that's it. But it's not free. This is a deal.]

“Well, what kind of deal? ”

[Yes, a deal. I'll show you the way, so if you find an iron clam on your way, I need you to give me a sign so I can recognize it.]

“Iron Shells? ”

[Yes, of course, you can kill him if you find him. All you have to do is tell me where it is. We'll take care of the delivery.]

Bahamut chuckles.

Participants pondered, but eventually accepted the deal and were able to ease their efforts in finding the most difficult path in the deep sea.

And from then on,

Instead, there was an iron clam farm in the backyard.

The hardest thing to find is this many Golems. It's too easy to pick them up and move them.

Much more iron shells began to pile up than Jungdown had originally thought.

[Khh, this is what it is.]

It was a good patch.

Bahamut made another mini Bahamut to drive an octopus golem.

With just more magical power, you could use as many mini blizzards as you want.

* * *

I was doing my job with speed dial.

But preparation was more necessary than Bahamut.

I started making the 11th golem human size so I could walk around the anthill and the witch's house.

The shape didn't worry much, but only the arms and legs were thick. Suddenly, the silhouette felt like a relief heat.

Then I sat on the floor and began to sew hard the leather of the Twin-Head Ogre that had been airborne this time.

< Can I ask what you're doing right now? >

When the Alpha finally couldn't wait to ask, he smiled brightly and replied.

“Ghosts just pass through walls, right? Then the golems are in danger. ”

< That's right. because it's an earthy body, and it's going to come in and attack the nucleus directly. >

“Yes, that's why I didn't want you to come inside. ”

He remembered it well.

Twin-Head Ogres have magical defenses, which can withstand magic and skills.

He smashed the Gate skill with his fist. That's all.

Alpha becomes anxious.

< Then you can't.... >

“That's why I'm going to put this skin on the golem. Then you won't be able to get inside, will you? ”

Alpha felt so dark about the surprising and awkward idea.

< Really…… you're asking me to choose something ominous. It's almost Necromancer by now, isn't it? >

That's how the golem in the Twin-Head Ogre leather was born.

Beating ghosts with force....