The tentacle boss sitting in the center of the floor smiled with a cool face as soon as the battle began.
Rudell III's Dungeon Boss continued to paint the first and second [list of dungeon bosses] books a bit though. That's not all I know. You have information.
See the monster sturdy, completely “smile”.
Oh, is that Amphis Baena? Though the tail is the head of a snake, from the point of view of a double-headed monster, it could be a creature close to it. Analyze it that way. He's the son of the previous world. He thinks of the games he's haunted, and he's there, the monster, and he convinces himself.
The human upper body and quadrupedal giant torso, the stretched tail is the head of a snake, and apparently the tentacle part is still being punished. And the Unes, arranged to protect the boss, seem to be stretching their roots around him by about eight bodies.
The boy had his eyes on the whole of that Arlaune and was even teased to pierce it with a cut of a branch.
Because the boss looks like a male body, and Arlaune's sisters and others have a wind that fuses their upper body to a giant rose. It makes me look like a samurai. Whenever Shush-chan's demon arrows fly, the unarmed une shelters herself... I wonder if it's Harlem after all...? And it gets a little sloppy.
One of these days, CAAA!! The voice sounded, and the whole of Une was swept away. Oops, brave man, you changed from root to no method of warfare (-ω...) b and a silent goodjob from shade.
Come on, seven more bodies ~, and feel at ease. The bossy Amphisbaena boy, who had come here and done nothing, smiled inadvertently in a different direction than before.
—— I wonder. You can see a spectacular pheromone seeping through the monster's crotch...
I feel like I've lost so much that I'm somewhat dented.
After the heavy noise of Bo, let the mowed Une blossom...
A woman of the same appearance rises glossy from a rose that is open all the time.
—— whoa... whoa... Right, because I had my roots left...
I take such a sight extremely seriously.
Then he followed with blurred eyes the grandfather of Usa Ear showering the flame-based attack magic all over the place.
Ki, caaaaaa!! The voices echoed, and all eight bodies burned out, but the boss, who seems to have sheltered them, remained almost intact. Once again, with a spectacular smile on his face, Bobby Bobby, the unes thrive with the sound of an explosion.
Until you defeat the boss or sharpen a certain amount of health, you're the type to revive your surroundings… It's a pain in the ass. It takes time... Well, they did the work about three times, making room for my downfall.
When Mr. Une settled into that style of flaming, temporarily anticipating the disappearance of the biological wall, and the avant-garde + shrewd launching an attack.
—— Right. This time, I'm talking about collaboration skills being polished on a daily basis.
Lifting the feeling of falling off that it's troublesome, yeah nodding convinced, it takes time but the victory is near! That's a brave party! And if you look at it with confidence.
To Sorol-kun's sister, who was at the end like me, Mr. Une's long-range ammunition - a slightly larger thorn attack - apparently arrived.
"Lord Floresta!
After the scream, the brave man who perceived it could be seen jumping his gaze sassy.
And if Mr. Arlaune and the others recognize Mr. Floresta as a target of attack, he's actually weak, isn't he? Was there an idea sharing? A nigga laughs and signs of intensive artillery fire run.
Is it funny how other members interrupt their range, the Une, who have targeted their sister, instead swing through thorns and flirt with brave parties that move to play it again? Their formation, which was perceived to have weaknesses, swayed a little.
Nevertheless, who is appropriate, etc. If they saw their best buddies playing thorny attacks on Mr. Floresta early in their consciousness. Reconstitute the swaying formation and move on to “winning” again.
Anyone who rotated the Lunar Knife one turn and shifted a dozen bullet thorns to protect Mr. Floresta instantly changed his body direction after watching the next Une attack. Follow it with your eyes, if you look at the enemy's extension line of attack, the party's sheltered girlfriend.
Was it a good time…?
I wish I could have thought of it later, at that very moment.
And, apparently, thorns have plundered, hands around cheeks.
Hehe, and.
For just a moment, I looked like I had a cold smile on my face.
Immediately after that.
Intuitive.
Oh, this guy, he sucks... ---.
and.
Shortly after my hands and feet froze.
If you pushed up the glasses slowly with your fingers.
"Huh! Sis!! Avoid your buddies and shoot. Yikes!!!
Hey, screaming till it's sad and.
There's a formation that finds it disastrous everywhere, even though it's green light...
In the midst of a magical formation with a huge spread of Elf's ancient language, a beautiful woman (one) with a luscious smile on her face...
--……… eh. Is that, Gepard? Was it...??
and.
I think of the firearms of the previous world, full of my sight.
Really, gradually.
When you gently take a stance on the "stand”.
Heh.
And with a cold grin.
I could see you pulling the trigger---.