Entering a Company From Another World!?

"What the hell is this place?"

Sigh and sit on the giant body rolling to your feet, exhaling a sigh that you don't know how many times.

I knew it was just a short break, so I didn't lose consciousness and was vigilant about the surroundings, but there was no such thing.

The more you unwittingly want to be stupid, the more irrational the Dragon King's Dungeon is as it descends.

I feel like smoking, but the smell of tobacco is strong enough for people to feel it.

So if you smoke in a place like this, it will end up attracting other dragons in one shot.

As expected, it is not enough to smoke in a situation where such an end is known, so I regret it in my heart, but abandon it.

"This is crazy. Don't hide. I feel like I'm fighting more than running around."

More time has passed since we descended the canyon, and I thought it was time to see the bottom.

It's not like the enemy gets stronger or the trap gets worse.

Monsters are always fighting each other.

Territorial strife, female-to-female encounters, it's a tragic situation that makes you think that it's because you have eyes again, or that it's no longer a struggle by a non-social group.

I still feel more cute in the battle against the basilisk just now.

But that's why I'm sorry I got caught up in the battle between giant dragons.

I want to tell you where the battlefield is where the braces fly like balls with a soft clap.

To be clear, there is no point in hiding.

"In the pot of insect poison, or here, it means fighting each other."

Besides, the dragon's individual strength is higher than the upper layer because it is constantly fighting.

I hear that the essence of life will be polished during the struggle, but I lament that we do not have to improve the quality of the dungeon in this competition for survival.

Sadly, this survival defense network has achieved more than certain results.

I don't know if that's what the Dragon King wants, but I'm worried about submitting it as an improvement plan because the performance is improving as a dungeon.

The fact that I am steadily depleted and the difficulty of searching for the admirable ore tree are all the more evidence.

If you take one step forward, there will be two dragons to fight.

If you take two steps forward, there will be three dragons around your neck that will bite you.

After three steps, the bottom of the canyon was at the end of the century, to the extent that every step of the way would make you think you were at the scene of a dragon brawl.

I want to cry because I dropped a mineral tree in a place like this.

I don't know if it's here or not, but I'm sure it's up ahead, unless I'm overlooking the area we've been looking for.

If not, I'll cry and throw away my shame.

Together with a loud and smelly shout, the basilisk bloody species that you just defeated, raised your hips from the body of a bigger individual than usual, and the break ended.

Or resume exploration.

Ah, I see.

If you dive below here, the danger level increases naturally.

Given the journey so far, I'm worried about not knowing what's coming out of the future and I'm running out of stock.

The dungeon of the dragon king, who boasts a vast site, seemed unexpectedly deep underneath, and the basilisk came out of Hydra and dragon species that I had never seen before, and now the tiredness began to stand out before the anxiety.

Fortune or misfortune, this is a place of constant strife.

The Dragon King saved me from a little brawl.

However, I thought that I would be found if I could get on with it and fight with all my strength, but I checked the condition of the injury and decided to go where I could.

"... what is this place?

Slowly descending down the slope, I had an unusual vigilance at the sight that went down there.

The air is heterogeneous.

Something different from the Dragon King.

I just know it's dangerous.

"Graveyard?

The wreckage of a dragon just looking out.

It's all skeletonized, but they're all giant dragons.

There are no shards such as the sacred atmosphere, and it is not that it is a familiar air characteristic of the dead.

What an unspeakable atmosphere.

All I know is that I just feel uncomfortable that it is abnormal.

I didn't expect anything like this to happen at the bottom of the valley.

"But why are there so many bodies?

Originally, all monsters in the dungeon are based on Seoul, which consists of magic.

If you basically defeat all but undead, all but a part of it will return to magic.

They should be using it to create a cycle of replenishing their power with minimal magic reduction in the dungeon.

That's why there are so many Brad species left here.

"There were a lot of strangely strong individuals, all of them Brad species?

I wonder if it's a superficial layer. Most of the dragons that fought above the valley were restored to magic.

That's why all the opponents you fought were Seoul.

However, the lower down the valley, the fewer individuals returned to magic.

This means that the number of Brad species has increased, which leads to a burden on the dungeon.

The amount of magic needed to turn a lower species monster into a Blood is nearly ten times that of its material, the Soul species.

The stronger the material, the harder and more expensive it is to produce the Blood species.

The magic created in the dungeon is enormous, but not infinite.

It is doubtful whether the cost will be excessive enough to produce the remains of dragon species that seem to be such a graveyard in a limited environment.

Or...

Then, I came up with an unpleasant prediction, and my spine sweats unpleasantly.

If you think this cemetery itself is a dungeon trap, you can understand it and you can convince it.

"Does it hit you so well that you have a bad feeling?

That's what my intuition says.

Countless dragon bones, if it's not dead yet, this is not a cemetery.

"Isn't the analogy of insect poison a mistake?

Brad's species doesn't just make them stronger.

A "sacrifice" to the dragon that lives here.

The atmosphere of the quiet place, which changed the magical flow that was floating around, instantly turned into a storm.

The amount of magic that can shoot many times just by the flow of magic swirls.

Magic is an airflow that winds up dust and tornadoes. Covering his injured right hand, he practiced magic and stretched a simple boundary.

So you can prevent the storm generated by the magic vortex, but you can't do anything about the pressure that is likely to be sucked in by the magic resistance.

It is something that is inhaled and that you are holding back against the airflow for a few seconds.

"... the bad feeling is that I really want it to come off if possible."

As the dust cleared up, the alarms I had felt many times in the past drove out my desire.

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Skeleton Dragon?

A giant dragon that gathered the bones of thousands of dragons to form a dragon shape.

More than that.

Yamata no Orochi.

The eight split necks, the torso supporting their necks, and the long tail that stretches long enough to fill the valley.

I don't think it's made of bone, a magical mass.

Growling alone shakes the ground.

Even though the bones are connected together, they are completed as dragons.

I think it's some kind of art.

"Oh, my God, maybe he's dead."

If I was in perfect condition, I might still be able to survive, but the punishment for getting too deep.

I ran into something terrible.

"... really?"

I ran into such an existence.

Though there may still be hope, the colour scheme of the bracelet floats on his mouth.

Black to blue to green, red to yellow to white, and purple and gray to add.

I don't have time to think about which attributes are which.

What we need now.

"Multi-attribute bracelets are against the rules!?

Run with all your might.

Conflicting attribute braces are released at once.

If we don't get away with it, we'll have to wipe out the charcoal.

He pretended not to mind, turned right, and fled with all his might.

And the moment I landed at the place I was just there, the color disappeared from the world, the sound disappeared, and the big explosion rocked the valley.

"Wow, you're hitting me with an attack. He's more powerful than the Dragon King."

He was blown away by the impact, buried in rubble, and finally crawled out with a body further hurt by the impact to breathe in fresh air, but sucked up the dust that was dancing.

It's a miracle you didn't disappear.

It's not about changing the terrain with a single blow, this guy.

I wonder if I can beat this guy.

I thought I could win in terms of Wangchang strength because it was a bone, but I don't think so because it was a dragon bone.

Craters aren't very gentle. There was a hole in the valley that made me want to tell you whether to make a giant lake or not.

I was blown away by a blast enough to make it, looking down at the hole, and on the other side of it, the man who made it, he was taking care of it and gradually destroying it.

"I don't say I don't care about gods I don't touch, but anyone who gets close to them will be sorry for wearing it."

As long as you look across the bank with your magically enhanced eyes while thinking it's a proper monster movie.

"Ah, another dragon has been wiped out."

A red dragon like a firefly dragon flew through the sky and was attacked by the saturation of the bracelet and vanished without trace.

Disasters are more natural than natural.

Or something that went wild.

However, it's funny, but seeing what's happening without an enemy ally doesn't seem to control it.

Rather, it's a runaway mood.

As you keep observing, you find a familiar substitute around the base of the tail.

"Oiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

Believe in the word "lie", stare straight into the eye, magically reinforce it to look farther with binoculars, and firmly see the substitute pierced at the base.

"Why are you stabbing me like that, buddy?"

I wonder how the reality that I don't want to believe is something like this.

The dragon, tentatively called Yamatanoorochi, turned around and found it in a twinkle.

There's nothing wrong with my partner.

If it's a little different, is the root that's always wrapped around me hanging around that bone?

"Not if you're cheating on me. What should I do? It's not that hard to get it."

Can a person go and pick up the substitute that fell into the lava alive?

Can we go and get a replacement that fell 1,000 meters into the deep sea?

Can we break through the walls of sound velocity and take the ejected substitute at a speed approaching the speed of light?

Here is the answer to all of them.

I don't think so.

"... it's just... If you give up for that reason, why don't you come to this place?"

But that's just the general answer.

If what fell into the lava was safe, it was more important than anything else.

If the substitute sinking into the deep sea was a gift from a lover.

If a cheque of 10 billion yen is encapsulated and ejected at a speed close to the speed of light.

By adding such value, humans are able to make a leap even with the three claps of recklessness.

You get up from the rock that is crawling out of the rubble, trying to avoid the evil of giving up.

A lot, well, the view got better.

Thanks to the tentative name Yamata no Orochi, I was able to see a lot more.

The obstacle is the debris generated when it is blown away.

Other than that, there is no place to hide, and the difference in the lights coming down from the sky is the difference between cloud mud and cloud mud.

If I stood in such a place, other dragons might find me, but I can't care about that right now.

The match was for a moment.

Once in a while.

Build your own winners in your head.

"The odds... don't even have to think about it."

Though I wish I had a single digit, I decided in my mind that it would only attract that small probability.

"I'll smoke anyway."

If everything is wiped out and you don't notice it, you can open it again, remove a safe cigarette from your chest, and light a fire in your mouth.

Inhale the smoke into your eyes and put it in to taste before you spit it out.

The sight of purple smoke drifting around and slowly disappearing.

While thinking that tobacco smoking while watching a monster is also a good thing, I slowly taste cigarettes for a while.

And put the finished cigarette in a portable ashtray.

Smiling bitterly at a smoker's manners, she switches her mind after doing her usual behavior.

Well, how often?

I almost said that I would cum with a letter that was literally wrong for a moment, but I smiled bitterly and denied that it wasn't there.

Then concentrate on your true face, practice your magic, and strengthen your body.

There is no spare.

Exhausts all magic and health.

So prepared, I ran forward with all my might.

High magic body approaching at high speed.

If you notice something like that, everyone will intercept.

It's tentatively called Yamatanoorochi.

There was no mercy against the approaching enemy (me), and the rain of the bracelet was thrown.

Move your feet as hard as you can to avoid such rain.

"All you have to do is run through it and pull out the mineral tree on your back!! Cut it out!!

Even so, I punched the other person with a meaningless complaint and ran with all my strength.

Initially, the more the distance of about three kilometers was packed, the higher the concentration of rain in the brace, and the clearance avoided was so unavoidable that it had to be plucked by the time the remaining kilometer was cut.

Magic membranes on the surface of the body to reduce damage, but it's impossible to undo it completely.

Damage is accumulated and poorly utilized flesh is further reduced.

Far away, usually packed in seconds.

It's painful, and it's hard to breathe.

I know that if you take a breath, you will stall, so now you just have to move forward as fast as you can.

Last hundred meters, I decided that if I could get through this, the brace attack would be impossible. I wouldn't even think about avoiding it, and the rest would be ready to run.

He raids the magic barrier in front of his eyes.

And then...

I was wrapped in light.

One word today.

One more step, one more step.