Gate of Amitilicia Online

Should I say that the owner of this diary is a martial artist on a journey? He seemed like someone traveling all over the place for training. The first page says about the departure of the journey. When's the date? I'll open the window and compare it to the calendar in the GAO...... about 25 years ago. That was quite a while ago. The departure is like Nurouse, king's capital of the kingdom of Fallula. I'm traveling with my brother. But it looks like you're going somewhere else.

The diary itself seemed rather dull. The date flies intensely. I've had a few days in a row, and sometimes I'm free for more than two months. The owner of this diary appears not to have had a very slight personality.

The content is not that detailed either. There are many things that are terminal, such as defeated the brown bear, or a few days of rain followed by disillusionment. However, it's pretty detailed when you fight a strong enemy or grab something in training.

I got interested in the content, but now the information here comes first. Skip reading and check the back. Oh, it's from around here.

[I should have turned to Zvand then, ignoring the discomfort. I didn't know there was a hole in a place like that. I'm stuck in this basement because of you. But in a way, maybe I was lucky. If I had fallen when my body was heavier, I would have died.

But I can't move from here. I should have gone to shore and then rested, not on this island. I have water and I'll keep the food for a while, but will I be able to cross over to that shore by the time I run out]

Looks like this guy fell when gravity was disappearing. And then it looks like he's going through high gravity. Besides, it looks like he crawled up to the island, not the shore, when he fell. So high gravity came back to life, and he couldn't move. It doesn't say when it fell. The last time the date was written was before this writing. That was about twenty years ago now. It's been a long time since venison was delicious, certain.

[I was finally able to cross to shore. I don't know how many days have passed since then. On that narrow island, I could barely move. My body got heavy. I guess it was convenient for me to work out. Besides, the water that was gushing seemed to have the effect of amplifying magic. I feel more magical than before. Will that water gush again? If so, I'd like to have another drink.]

Looks like we made it out of the island. And they kept practicing in this environment. I don't know, is it a training idiot? Can't you tell me that I'm training here? No, no, I'm not a training idiot, am I? I'm just doing it because it's necessary.

More than that. That island, is there water gushing up to amplify the magic? Magic in this case is probably about MP. You think it's water with maximum MP gain? I'd love to drink that... but is it on that island... if you go normally, you'll sink... I hope there's some good way. Before that, I don't know if the water will come back to life. I'd like to see what I can do.

[I've checked here many times, but there doesn't seem to be an exit outside. Getting out of the fallen hole would be impossible from the shape. Then we'll have to make an exit. Food is getting tougher too. If I knew this was going to happen, I'd have accumulated more prey now. Let's dig into the right place. I wish I could keep it.]

After all, this guy seems to have made the choice of making an exit. I guess that hole is. It was a pretty good hole, but did you dig that one alone? But how did you dig it? If you dug with spiritual magic, you wouldn't be able to do so much like a stone rolling around. I mean, soil would be impossible to interfere directly with rocks anyway without a pretty spiritual magic level going up. In my case right now, even if I can drill a hole in the dirt, I can't drill a hole in a rock. Besides, I didn't see anything like a tool. I didn't even have anything like that in my bag... well, that's good. If you go ahead and read it, you might find out.

[The rocks here are quite formidable enemies. Even magic strikes are difficult to destroy. No, should I say it's inefficient if it's a magic shot? Excessive shock can also cause collapse, so you shouldn't use enhanced magic strikes. It's out of the question.]

[Magic Strike] But it's hard to destroy, huh? It looks like a regular rock, but is it a special force working? But why a broken castle hammer? In the first place, it's not an individual weapon, it's a siege weapon, right?

[Mace and Warpic seem to be the best in terms of magic efficiency. That said, it makes no difference that the rock is a strong enemy.

Chest pain is getting stronger]

Did you use Mace and Warpic to dig rocks? But you didn't possess either of them. Was he a skill taker in the magic embodied system? He did say that Luke was now training to form swords with magic for when he let go of his weapon.

But chest pain, or... you're starting to show some disturbing signs...

[It still doesn't reach the ground. But I can dig. Nothing shattering in my flesh.

Recently, my cough has gotten worse. chest pain increased even more]

Flesh? Where'd Mace or Warpic go?

And this guy, he sure sounds sick of something. Chest pain and cough...

[It still doesn't reach the ground.

Blood began to mix when I coughed up. I wanted to get a doctor before this happened.]

Spit blood...... no, I guess having chest pain means you have hemorrhage. Probably a lung disease. Did you suspect the illness at the time you learned chest pain and fall here where you tried to go to the doctor? How unlucky.

[It still doesn't reach the ground. The amount of blood I vomit has increased. My body is not moving as well as I think it is. Maybe it's time for the limit, but I'm not going to give up]

[It still doesn't reach the ground. I also see the bottom of the food I've been chopping up. Even so, I don't have an appetite.]

[It still doesn't reach the ground. But he's still alive.]

[Food ran out. It still doesn't reach the ground. But he's still alive.]

[It still doesn't reach the ground. But he's still alive.]

[It still doesn't reach the ground. But he's still alive.]

[It still doesn't reach the ground. But he's still alive.]

The same sentence broke off a few times. I guess the last sentence was hard to write too. The letters that I had never precipitated were crumbling. The diary itself was in the bag, so I guess I did my best around this next day.

I sighed at the same time as I closed the diary. In the meantime, I understood what had happened to him - no, I don't know if it was him or her. It is unfortunate that there were no particular clues to escape here, but there is useful information. They're on that lake island, MP-enhanced water. I gave up crossing because the rope in my hand couldn't keep me safe, but I have to make sure I'm here. I got an extra rope.

After that, why don't you read the one in front of the diary? Regardless of the information here, I might get some information on this guy. Something else bothers me.

With a pine light, I came to the hole again. Because I wanted to be sure.

When you're climbing like this, the gradient is steep, even if it's staircase shaped. Digging directly above threatens to collapse, and if it's a very slow gradient, I guess I can't help but dig longer distances. And it's getting a little narrower. Maybe I made sure I only dug the minimum I needed from the way in. No, I can't dig anymore, huh?

Arrive in the back and start by checking the white bones. Once you put your hands together, move your worn clothes and look at your pelvis. I remember watching a documentary show or something about the excavation, so I'm upset, but when I see it, I know the gender, apparently. They say that the central hole in the pelvis is round is the woman, and the triangular one is the man. It looks triangular to the amateur, so it's probably a man. In the future we shall recognize the Lord of this bone as Him. I'm sorry if I'm wrong.

Next illuminate the pine light behind the hole, on the rock floor where it was exactly digging in. There are marks like tapping something, like wearing it with something. Then there's the stiffness that doesn't even look like fist shape. Some places have something red and black on them.

Point your gaze at the white bone hand. Only the bone damage to those hands was severe while the other bones seemed to fasten almost their original form. I read the diary out of my head and found out that he seemed to be from the same fighting system as me. In other words, he would have been digging through rocks with his bare hands, like a master who had appeared in some comic book. Most of all, he had arts like [Magic Shots] over here.

And it seems that the name of the weapon that was in the diary is very much the name of the move. He seems to be a user of the [genre] who carries out effects in the name of the weapon by hand and without fist. It reminds me of a comic book when it comes to martial arts moves in the name of weapons. Unlike that one, I can't seem to wave my fist and get a vacuum blade out, but it looks like you could have pierced or slashed your target with a knife or something.

The mace and warpics he used were one of those moves, including a broken castle hammer. I went on a training journey to further enhance them and fell here along the way. And using the moves he had repaired, he dug this far and exhausted himself. Perhaps, keep waving your fists until the moment of death. The first time I saw this white bone, it looked like it was clinging to the wall, but I guess it fell to the front without giving up until the end of the day.

"I wonder how you felt..."

I didn't think the training was complete. Along the way, and I lost my life in such an unintentional way. I don't know. I don't know. I don't know. GAO is a situation where it's not strange to leave like this. Because there's a setup where someone who has died carelessly can undead. Has that not happened because, for once, I was still able to sort out my feelings in person?

View the rock wall. Positively, I think the distance to the ground is just around the corner.

This is also on the edge of something. I might as well dig this place to the ground. Even so, I only have [magic fire]. Not that I'm not interested in his [genre], but I doubt I can fix it. No, can we handle this here? No, no, no, if we don't have all the prerequisites and stuff, it won't matter how much we do. But it's not unlikely, right?

What to do. The top priority should be to get out of here. The means will be [Walking on the Wall], but the tunnel will open, but if you can get out, no problem. [Walking on the Wall] got a good look. After that, it's my feelings.

I don't know about the schedule. I have time to travel to Dread. If you think about it...... um, it's tough until tunnel construction is complete, do you want to try it? The first premise is to escape on [Walk]. If time permits when that can be accomplished, let's do what we can. If you can't, you can come back after you've done your errands at Dorad.

All right, let's do it.

Yeah, I made up my mind.