Entering a Company From Another World!?

Jiro Tanaka, 28, with her.

She's Suela Henderberg.

Memoria Tris

Professional Dungeon Tester (Full-time)

Magic Ability Eight (General Class)

Position Warrior

There is no sign of war on the real battlefield.

If one of us feels killing each other, if one of us takes the first step, it will be a sign of war.

I'm just running through the battlefield remembering words that I don't know who said.

I don't know how many enemies I've rounded up since I entered this dungeon.

Even now, I have cut individuals who will fall into the biggest category ever.

Incidentally, this record is the biggest, and the deeper it goes, the more it updates.

It was only at the beginning that I was reversing it.

The enemy must have retained maximum combat power.

If the main forces of each other collide, the time to fight beautifully is short.

Not to mention, the opponent has only the intellect to the extent that the beast has grown hair even though his abilities have improved.

Strategies and other irrelevant behaviors provoked disturbances, and in an instant they became completely confused.

I don't have time to be moved by the strength of being able to manage to be safe in such a mix of enemy allies.

If you have time for that, you'd better cut off your enemies at all.

"Hahaha, aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

I can't say I can't move because I'm tired.

I used my magic to force my rough breathing back to normal and cut off my enemies with the monkey scream.

Otherwise...

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"Chi!

Eated.

Even now, black fangs passed by a few centimeters before my face.

The status quo is that we don't know when or where the enemy will come from.

But this is still a relatively good area.

Because.

"Hahahahahahahaha!! More! More fun for me!!

Because this demon enjoys it with all his might.

The deepest area with a dense population of relatively high-capacity individuals.

The sight of a demon ravaging it would have been painful had it not been for the parties.

Every time I shake a gold bar, something starts to fly and a small crater is formed.

Then the demonic army attacked the created space.

I am among them, but I can hardly afford to enjoy it because I am always forced to do my best here.

However, it is ironic that the area that is still being cut open for enemy generals is the safest.

However, its safety is as dangerous as back-to-back.

"Whoa!!

It doesn't change in the air.

It was good to avoid jumping up an individual who had attacked to lead to an evaluator passing in front of his face, but three individuals who thought they could not move in the air spread their worm-like wings and flew.

Cut the whole body vertically, use its recoil to hang the second body on the ground and fly it, then grasp the part that touches the last integral nose with full grip and throw it down with full force.

I skewered two Evoluters beaten in such a dangerous zone from the sky.

At last he took a breath and his gaze rose slightly higher. With his scaffolding there, he looked around and looked at the direction the instructor was pushing forward, and he could see that he could not move because of his huge body.

The magical shelling and tentacles that sometimes involve each ally with a strange audible voice are thrown at the instructor, but if there is something that can be done with a long-range attack, the demon will be defeated before coming here.

But it looks like it's been attacked several times, but don't you feel pain?

I thought it was almost intact and superior to the attack, and I saw it grabbing the rocks and throwing them back.

"As always, bullshit."

Yeah, because I have a boss who runs before me.

I wonder if this demon army has morale.

I can't stop yelling and screaming just now, but any intention to get in there sounds positive.

"Me, too!!

I still don't feel tired from the atmosphere.

Are you experiencing hypersecretion of adrenaline because of your physical strength or the fact that you have been fighting for the past three days?

Either way.

For now, it's just a fight to the best of our ability.

In order to catch up with the instructor, he kicked the Evoluter, who was on the ground, and pushed forward.

The enemy moves slowly.

No, I'm moving faster.

It can be said that there is little response from the mine tree that swings with the intention of even tearing apart the airflow.

Together with the feeling of slightly cutting the flesh that you feel in your hands, you push through the ground while building a mountain of bodies that do not return to magic.

"Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

Yokohama's blade relentlessly cut the opponent's belly in two, challenging another individual before the remains fell to the ground.

I felt uncomfortable with the feeling of the ground I stepped on, trying to cut with the same momentum, and my body reacted before thinking about the cause with my head.

"You used to say you felt faster than you thought."

The incision of the mine tree, which turned back its wrist and switched from one hand to the other, penetrated deeply into the ground, penetrating the ebolter, which clankled its jaw.

Slowly pull it out, shake it once to get rid of the bloody tide, and run out again.

Strengthen your heels from your toes to the ground and run out.

Fortunately, the target landmark is large, and the location of the target demon is well understood in this large cavity where this noise spreads.

Well, the instructor caught up with me.

It's late, isn't it?

"Please don't go with the instructor. I'm in a hurry."

"Gahahahaha!! Not yet, but let's get to the point!!

Thank you for that.

Speaking of demons for that purpose,

I had wiped out the enemy and stood in the center of the crater.

I caught up with the instructor and stood next to him. I saw the enemy general in front of the instructor's eyes and nose.

"Speaking of which, I've never fought such a big enemy before. Do you have any tricks?

"Oh, you don't know anything about that?"

"I'm sorry."

Too big an enemy is the overwhelming size I've fought all along.

If you challenge such an enemy, it will only be as long as a needle from the other party, such as a mineral tree that is only about my height.

It is shameful to expose a lack of experience, but if you ask honest questions, rather than die, the instructor will answer with his usual vicious smile.

"I'll hit you with all my strength. If you do that, you'll fall."

"That's what I thought."

Honestly, I didn't think I could reason in a place like this.

The instructor's answer was as expected in the Simple Izvest.

In a sense, the answer was easier and easier to understand than the advice of a famous swordsman, but in reality, it made me want to lament that he would not give me a concrete plan.

However, I have no time to specifically ask back here.

The enemy, who saw us as a threat, showed us its movements.

You could have removed that one.

"You can just take it off. I guess I'll just have to nourish and recreate it later."

Cut off the large egg-like body that made up 40% of the body, and move the sleigh and its gigantic body.

The lightheaded mother put six sharp feet on the ground and, with a strange voice, pulled out a number of tentacles that were likely to count from her body.

"Is each one of those predators?"

"That's nice. Easy to clean."

"I'm relaxed. I'm worried about being eaten more and more."

"Hey, just ignore the tentacles. If we hit the enemy with an economical blow, this battle is over."

Isn't it that simple?

"It's simple. It's the winner who kicks, punches, knocks and stands at the end."

The instructor tells me to take a breath at my fangs, which are seen ahead of the tentacles.

I wonder if the tentacles are going to store energy while we have this conversation.

They are preying on the carcasses of the Evoluters.

"Well, the first thing to do is take the lead. I think it's time to set it up."

At the same time, I saw a number of tentacles approaching, and my demons started moving.

The instructor walks slowly from next to me.

The walk is as effortless as going for a walk, exposing a body harder than the steel in front of the tentacle.

The tentacles who thought the finest bait had arrived earlier attacked the instructor first.

Jiro, this is the only way to get there.

Don't worry about that sight.

The instructor slams a gold stick into the ground.

And let the fighting spirit roll.

"It's a souvenir from the underworld. I'll build you a path to hell."

The fighting spirit gradually spreads, forming a huge red shadow.

"Come on, let's start a fight with the demon. If you defeat me brilliantly, applaud. Don't worry about it. The demon is a race that enjoys unparalleled joy in fighting, and there is no resentment when it loses."

As the instructor slowly pulls one leg, the shadow also pulls itself together.

"But I hope this fight doesn't end in nothing more than a half-life."

It has been described as an explosion or an explosion, but such a thing was the beginning.

I didn't even have time to look at one, and I thought the instructor's arm was broken, and a lot of tentacles were gone.

Did you shake the gold stick?

No, that's just fist pressure.

The evidence leaves a gold stick stuck next to the instructor.

Oh, my God. A golden club for a demon? Was that a lie?

It's not as stylish as fighting with your own body rather than possessing a weapon.

This is the true position of the Oni King.

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The roar of the demon and the monster collided, and each other clashed their strength to crush each other with all their might.

The sight can no longer interfere with anyone.

It is obvious that if you step in, you will definitely be ground meat first.

Even now, even as I look away, my body is about to be taken by the storm caused by every time the demon fist is released.

Even if you take such a blow and get shredded, you can say it's the person who keeps recovering.

Whatever I say, no one will speak to the instructor until they are defeated.

Then I thought I'd take a step back and take action to get rid of someone who might get in the way.

It is the giant cocoon that is cut off from the mother and left behind.

The huge object, which sat creepy and kept silent, was also very disproportionate in this scene depicting such a fierce battle.

That is the organ that has produced the Evolute.

How can it be completely silent?

At the very least, will the remaining eggs be evoked by the Evoluters who are likely to be born in the fetus?

"No way."

I don't know for sure, but when I realized I was running out of my way.

That unfounded conjecture was driving me.

The instructor said.

General Kuzuri said he was a breeding and nurturing general.

That ability is the ability to reproduce.

Then why is the enemy fighting the instructor from the front?

Because they chased you?

Because you can't afford it anymore?

Because you have the ability to defeat the instructor from the front?

All of them complain of discomfort in me and put more force on my feet.

The battlefield where demons and monsters interweave is like the land under bombardment, and running through it is ridiculous.

However, my guess is that we still have to run through the shortest distance.

The rock blew apart, and the fragment didn't blink to grab my cheeks, just before I concentrated all my nerves and ran through the battlefield.

And what I was waiting for before I left the battlefield was a monster that tried to swallow the instructor by putting a cocoon in the monster's giant body and putting a giant mouth out.

I realized it was my destiny, and I saw something like that. My actions were simple.

With magic spinning and slowing down, he pushed forward with all his might, jumping up and shaking down the mineral tree with all his might so that his mouth wouldn't open.

"It's so hard!!

Still, I slightly cut my mouth.

A slight equilibrium that stops the movement of the monster.

That moment was enough to make the instructor aware of our presence.

"Instructor"

And at that moment,

"I'll take care of the rest."

I could have entrusted it to you.

"Jiro OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"

After I felt it floating in space, my vision darkened.

Side END