Genocide Reality

83. Red and Black Hell

Down the stairs, eighteenth floor underground.

What was spreading there was a blood prison stained with red and black.

The boss of this hierarchy is the Anti-Savior (Dajjar).

Earlier, the last basement cathedral flask I saw also implied that.

The anti-Savior (Dajar) sent by the Frenzy God (Roaring Chaos) to destroy this world.

Blood prison daemons who follow it.

Exactly, the red and black death fights that would have been worthy of closing Genocide Reality were to have been waged.

"Master, did the concubine do anything to offend you?"

"No, nothing."

Ariadne is untamed because he killed the anti-Savior (Dajjar) earlier.

I don't have time to play, that's fine.

"Makoto-kun... Makoto-wataru-kun"

"Did I say something now?

"No, the concubine is nothing"

"Oh well." Crystal of far-sightedness "? Hey, Ariadne. It's not good to see you, so just hide."

Order Ariadne to do so and remove the 'crystal of far-sightedness' from the rucksack.

Shuichi Nanakai, who is in the dungeon, was seen in the crystal. It's supposed to be put on the tabletop for use, so it's kind of a big deal to carry, but it feels like a TV phone. Also this item.

"Mashiro Wataru-kun, I was able to safely rendezvous with Waba on the fourth basement floor"

"Oh well. Thank you for reporting. I just finished cleaning the seventeenth basement. The eighteenth basement floor also attaches a piece at that rate"

Waba was reluctant to meet with the Seven Seas.

Apparently, you did well without causing any trouble. I'm relieved, the Seven Seas continue.

"But sometimes it's not safe."

"What, something happened to Seki and the others!

"No, Seki Bikuns are fine. It's just, like, two more sacrifices have been made."

"On the fourth basement floor? You're fast."

Some students are not at all involved in the Genocide Reality offense.

I thought there would be a sacrifice, but it's too early in the basement on the fourth floor.

No, isn't it?

Sometimes shallow hierarchies may mean monsters are resurrected quickly.

"Sorry, it's my fault"

"No, it's not the Seven Seas. I thought I had sacrifices too. Whatever it is, we'll do everything we can."

"Right. Don't stand in the way of Maicheng Wataru-kun. We're on our way."

I'll wait downstairs.

I hope we were able to rendezvous safely, but is it still about the fourth basement floor?

Sixty-one? The Seven Seas seem to have a pretty hard time breaking through the dungeons with even non-combatants.

Maybe this doesn't need to rush the sweep that far.

"Ariadne, that's enough."

"Ha, in front of you"

So you're going to have to kneel!

What are you gonna do, hobby it is.

I thought they were coming anyway, so I put them on my feet.

Why should I be sorry?

"Ariadne, here comes the enemy."

"I will!

He bounced up and slashed toward an impending musculoskeletal daemon as he swept the Excalibur.

Leave my share.

Confronted, Demon had the impression of being the Red Ghost of Hell.

About two meters, as a human being, a large macho man with a splendid horn like a sheep growing on his head.

I guess some of them are animals, which is the image of the devil.

He hangs with his bare hands without a weapon, so I'm going to slash his arm off while he thinks it's him.

"Cut it out!

My arm was amputated.

But how's the weight on this hand? Its body is harder than super steel. I see. I don't need a weapon.

Ariadne is next in line by slashing the hell out of his eyes.

I can't lose, either.

These hard enemies slashed their heavy necks off, saying it was a steep point.

"Abu hey......"

Try to jump over the back of a collapsing daemon, and the hell with it.

Quite a sharp punch, but I put it on a piece of paper.

But to this extent, I don't even have to use Slough's spell.

I punch the Daemon's chest back in isolation.

I should have punched you in the heart, but you still take the fist that punches you in the arm.

I managed to take it but thought it would crush my bones, it is precisely the fist of steel.

"You're sturdy."

I pulled through the isolation (solitude) and slapped him in the head.

He lives even if he sprays blood out of his heart, crushes his brain and he finally stops moving.

The toughness of a daemon is not where a human monster is.

This was an unexpectedly strong enemy.

"I just thought you weren't responding too well."

Proceeding with the four bodies cleared, a strong killing spirit drifts from across the aisle again.

This is gonna be fun.

It was the Greater Demon that kept coming.

Even higher back length than just now, it would be called a monster if it were the size of this class in humans.

This one is a real monster, a black devil.

Besides, just the whole thing for you.

"Hey, Ariadne. Don't touch me."

"What are you going to do, sir?

I slowly deliver isolation (solitude) to the sheath.

What, these guys use physical surgery, so I'm just gonna try and see how much I can do with my bare hands.

He also continues to fail to train in the light trader ranks.

Fight with your bare hands Greater Demon boasts Genocide Reality's strongest class of light traders rank.

Exactly the Greater Demon approaching me as I raise the scream of the devil.

I dared to take that giant fist down a straight line towards me.

"Your husband!

"Guh...... nice, this pain. What's the matter, no more?

When I started Genocide Reality, I was used to it, the severe pain of screaming bones and flesh all over my body.

I feel rather nostalgic now that I've only increased my rank and become the strongest.

The fist the Greater Demon shook down with a sharp scream was powerful enough to likely smash my whole body, but still I put my strength on my feet and stepped on the spot.

Indeed, it is a mighty blow.

Strong is strong, but the Greater Demon at the bottom is also modest to this extent.

I let you hit me because of this, unless it's a fist that kills me with one blow, you're disqualified as a guardian.

"To this extent? Look, let's see what the lowest guardian has to offer."

The Greater Demon who showed hesitation about whether I was too different when I was attacked as it was, but when I provoked him to do it, he got back on his mind and hit me.

But I won't let you hit me anymore.

Now shoot that fist back with an immediate back fist.

The bash sounded and Greater Demon's arm was played.

I was going to smash my arm now, but it's still sturdy.

Not bad, then how about this?

With all my strength, I unleash a positive fist at the Great Demon Giant.

It shivers the opponent's body, but its thick chest plate, like a crotch, does not collapse.

Okay, one more shot!

One more shot!

One more shot! One more shot! One more shot!

It was a Greater Demon than it was powerful, but the speed is much slower than mine. I can keep hitting him unilaterally.

Five shots at the mercy of his strength, Dawn made a noise as he kept hitting him and the Great Demon giant fell on his back.

When I jump up, I weigh in and step on the Greater Demon's face as much as I want. Combo moves to this point.

Gushy, my head smashed so that the pomegranate (pomegranate) broke. The Greater Demon was black to the brain.

The head is brittle compared to the sturdiness of the body.

"Again, the weakness is the head"

"Master, please don't do anything dangerous, such as swordsman's physical surgery!

"You're not. The Warrior Rank and the Light Industry Rank should be balanced because there are limits to working out."

"But this is the bottom floor. I don't think it's sane to get defenseless fists from evil spirits in people."

"If you do enough damage not to die, it will be a good experience."

"There will be limits! I guess it was critical to make sure you could afford what you just did. Look at that. I'm a jerk."

Ariadne, shut up. Exactly, can't this guy's eyes be deluded?

I did get a couple of bones from my body earlier, but I'm taking them to make sure they don't get fatally injured properly.

I spit blood in my mouth.

From the porch, sip away the finest (high est) health potion.

The pain that was causing my body to rub away every time I moved disappeared in an instant.

The recovered body is as healthy as it was before Greater Demon hit it.

The warrior's bones and flesh grow stronger through a dying fierce battle. It's only if you become a person that you have to work out until you can beat the devil.

I don't know if you care about my body, but I used the Greater Demon to repeat my training while giving it back properly to the gagger and the nagging Ariadne.

"Master, please don't be shy."

"Hey, here comes the rookie"

What the hell, there's a blade growing on my hand like a kamakiri.

Oh well, Hanging Demon. It is a tragic demon, with the alias Hanging.

"I see, I have to deal with this with a knife. Ariadne, don't touch me."

"Again..."

You're already out there, I won't say anything.

Ariadne keeps an eye out for other enemies, so sometimes I can play too, so I appreciate it.

Well, I set it up here first.

Fast!

Sometimes that's just growing two swords out of my arm.

Exactly, masterfully use duplicity like your own arm.

Isolation (solitude) is as long as my height, so I can't get around.

For a quick slaughter of the enemy, he became a defensive party.

"Master, may I help you?"

"Not yet!

It's the best you can do to defend yourself from the enemy's two-dagger attack, and if you can't attack it, what can you do?

The right answer is, you don't have to protect it!

I didn't use the enemy's slaughter as an object, but rather exposed myself to the enemy's attack and tore the opponent apart from the Great Upper Level.

The blade breaks the opponent's body in a pleasant way.

Speaking of Hanging Demon's two swords, although they touched my body, they didn't reach the point of tearing apart the worldly foot (Toshiguku) I was wearing.

The strength of the armor was also there, but before that my blade approached me, so I accidentally pulled my body and the momentum of the slaughter was dead.

It's good and bad to have a blade on your arm.

Strong when you're attacking, but weaker as soon as you turn to the recipient.

"Your husband, although brilliant..."

"You say it's a dangerous way of fighting. I'll take your advice."

I came here and became a habit of exposing myself to danger.

There's no stopping me from hurting my body.

If you don't even get fatal injuries, you'll be seriously injured, but heavy weight, if you think you can take a health potion, it'll heal.

Making the meat slash and break the bones is too common.

Either way, it may be a habit that needs to be fixed.

Now I want to get over the critical dead line and still taste this joy of being able to wield a knife.

Soon, if you think Genocide Reality is over, all the more loving.

Rip this body apart, even an attack of bone crushing demons.

"Master, it's Demon Road."

Cursed pitch-black armor and a demon king armed with pitch-black Hulbert.

With the exception of the boss, he is the strongest monster in Genocide Reality.

So far, the daemon wasn't wearing any protective equipment. That unusually hard body did not require protective equipment.

When it comes to the protective equipment that that daemon is wearing, it must still be stiff.

Interesting.

Let's see how much we can do.

Ariadne paves the way for me to set up an isolation.

You don't have to tell me to leave it to me, it's getting through.

What, this is the last of it.

Listen to Mommy Wagama for a little while.

When I slash it in, I accept that it's easy to flip Hulbert.

All right, force comparison.

"Oh, this is..."

This is strong.

Even on the verge of imminent imminence, I didn't expect to be comparable to my power as a master ranked samurai.

Speak up, push as hard as you can and you won't be scared.

It's like you're pushing a hard wall.

At the same time as I jumped backwards, I made the same move over there.

I can't read emotions in the shape of a demon, but as I was surprised, maybe he was surprised over there as well.

I can't believe I have the same strength of an opponent as myself, something I wouldn't think of if I stood high.

I am satisfied to meet as many enemies as I want to be isolated (Solitude).

He also wielded the pitch-black Hulbert in full, repeating my unbeatable slaughter.

The pleasure of scattering sparks and bumping each other's chunks of iron that, if struck, are likely to crush every soul.

My love knife, isolation (solitude) is never a strong weapon.

But the meteorite will not crumble with any blade.

The stronger the weapon that shoots at each other,

The stronger the opponent, the more power he gains.

GENOSIDE REALITY In front of the strongest demons.

Isolation (solitude) is giving me more power than any other.

So the rest is up to me to wield isolation.

If my powers beat my enemies, this guy is bound to bring me victory.

That's what I believed. A blow went into the enemy's shoulder.

Every hard-looking pitch-black armor worn by Demon Road smashed, but that blow does not lead to death.

"Chip."

The truth is, I targeted my head. Unless you can kill him with one blow.

A blow from Hulbert on Demon Road hits me.

The enemy also targeted my head again, but it was on my shoulder that Hulbert hit a blow.

Damn, so far, so much for each other.

The pitch-black Hulbert blade on Demon Road couldn't crack my worldly leg.

If you can't decide in one blow, you can't win.

In honor of my mighty enemies, I cut the isolation (solitude) into my shoulder with my whole body and my whole body into two pieces, deep as it was.

That's it, over.

"Master, it was a truly brilliant battle"

"You don't have to praise me."

My world-footed (Toshiguku) defense just won over the armor my enemies were wearing.

I was bitter that I wasn't happy to be praised for that......

I laughed when I saw Ariadne's holy coat of the monarch he was wearing and the excalibur he was equipped with.

Right, the weapons and protective equipment you have are among your strengths.

Otherwise, he will deny even the readiness of the former Red Knight (rival), who scratched and defied the strongest weapon until he accidentally struck the boss on the seventeenth and eighteenth floors of the basement.

A winner is not always a strong man. Speak of those who fought through by any means and stood until the end (clear).

"The enemies of this hierarchy seem to be more than..."

"Right, Ariadne had a hard time too"

Me and Ariadne will be the winners of the Genocide Reality.

If those who survived the battle did not prevail, it would be rude to the mighty who have slaughtered them so far.

Ariadne takes out "The Devil's Key" and opens the door to the nineteenth basement floor.

We were finally on our way to clearance.