I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

The structure inside the dungeon was truly worthy of the nomenclature of the labyrinth. It enters like a maze, with branched narrow passages extending. Hidden warcraft and traps are also abundant.

Well, the Warcraft was mostly a carcass, and the trap was quite partially unlocked. No, you should say disarmed or activated.

Apparently, someone ahead caught the trail. Earth Lars is a Rank S Adventurer, right? There will be about an arm to disarm. Or did you deliberately disarm it by creating even a leading role, like us?

"Oh man, the way you do it doesn't grow at all. Probably got the golem or something special."

Sounds like a way to use the lead to disarm the suicide bomber. Well, it's easy.

"That said, there must be some types of sensing heat etc...... Well, it doesn't matter if it's Ground Lars."

In the end, we never got caught up in one of the traps. Besides, if you follow the Peshanko body of the Warcraft, you won't get lost.

"Still, that's crazy. There was no such thing as a great labyrinth in that man Johann's information."

"Weren't you hypnotized?

Fran tilts her neck, but Quina shakes her head and denies it.

"No, that wasn't an act, it was totally on. There were occasions when emotions got high along the way, but I guess it was because they asked me questions about hating beasts. Because hypnosis doesn't mean losing emotion."

"So does that mean the man didn't know about this labyrinth either?

"I thought maybe not. I don't think he was informed about this place."

Quina nods at Chiara's words, but I was thinking of another possibility. That means that the dungeon might have been expanded to coincide with the arrival of Earthlers.

Rapidly creates a labyrinth full of traps to stop a strong enemy who has broken in. It is a common development that a lanobe featuring a dungeon master is something.

But thinking about it, it explains why Johann didn't know, and why the traces of the Warcraft were suddenly interrupted and a labyrinth for humans suddenly appeared.

In retrospect of Murreria's explanation, he said he would use the point to expand the dungeon. Plus, I've seen Lumina create a room in an instant in a Ulmut dungeon. Depending on the point of payment, is it also possible to build a labyrinth in an instant?

Well, I can only imagine, and from what I've found out, there's no way there's been any progress on the offense.

1 hour later.

After I kept walking through the labyrinth, I was finally about to see the end. I saw a huge door ahead of me with a distinctly different atmosphere. If it's a normal dungeon, you'd consider it a boss room.

Nevertheless, I only fought as much as I counted warcraft on the road, and I only ran into traps a few times, but I didn't know this would take so long... If everything was in perfect condition, it would have taken this many times longer.

On the move, I sensed powerful magic several times. It seems that someone is still fighting somewhere in the dungeon. And we felt the same wavelength of magic coming out of the huge door in front of us.

"If it's a normal dungeon, other adventurers are often not allowed inside during the battle with the boss..."

Chiara and Quina approach the door and examine its structure.

There are no traps.

"Don't open this if you touch it."

They open it easily.

"Then let's go! Perhaps we can still join Lord Earthlers now!

"Acceleration? Don't be silly. He doesn't need that. All right. I'll tell you one thing, don't inadvertently approach Ground Lars. Not until I say I'm good."

To Meir's words, Chiara stabs the nail with a scary, serious look. After hearing that, Gwendalfa must have gotten scared of Groundlers again. I shook Burri and his giant.

"Master Chiara. Are you so horrible?

"Naturally. Let me tell you who you should be most vigilant about in this dungeon. That's not a dungeon master or a mullerian. Groundlers lost sight. Remember."

Tell them in a low voice, as Chiara threatens everyone. No, it's not a threat, I guess it's the truth. Chiara felt a strong nervousness.

"Okay."

"Mm-hmm. Okay."

……

Meir and Fran also nod with a strange face. Looks like there's no word for it to get to Gwendalfa. Take a breath, he's groaning. The Maids are amazing here as usual. It's iron spiritual power.

"But I can't wait to congratulate you here, can I?

"I know. In the first place, it wasn't decided to be Ground Lars."

"Bye!"

"We have to go."

And Chiara touches the door.

Gogogogogogo...

Beyond the door, which opened with a raised ground, was a large circular hall. Your first impression is of the Colosseum. Well, the ground is cobbled, and the ceiling is domed.

What reminded me of the Colosseum when I saw this place might be the pressing atmosphere of a man with a giant sword in the middle of the hall and a warcraft-like Triceratops nearly 20 metres long facing that man.

The Warcraft had already lost three of them within a corner with five; six legs had also been reduced to four, and blue and black blood had fallen from the severed legs. A number of lacerations are carved into the armor-like crust covering the entire body, which would obviously be harder than iron, and meat is visible from the gap.

Yes, the big man with the horns from his forehead did not have any scratches. On the contrary, I haven't even disturbed my breath. It was clearly overwhelming the Warcraft, which would be equivalent to the Threat C rank.

"Buomo ohhhhhhh......!

Warcraft raises the roar of anger, but it doesn't move. No, I can't move. It's worn out in previous battles, and I guess it's even planted a deep fear of men. He also has a rough nose and a murderous caged gaze at the man, but he didn't try to get out of front of the scene.

A man who had been observing such a warcraft for some time took on the shoulder the great sword he had erected. And turn your left hand against the Warcraft.

With the sudden increase in magic, the man shrugged.

"Crush it."

"Boo-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!"

Shortly afterwards, I saw the Warcraft crushed from left to right, as if it were being pushed around with an invisible giant hand. I can't even take a look and only the pitiful screams of the Warcraft echo in the hall. Eyes and tongues pop out because of strong compression, and blood erupts from wounds all over the body. The fluids were also eventually held back by invisible walls, and I had to accumulate them on the spot.

And a few seconds later, the Warcraft was brutally crushed, both to see and to see, by some kind of attack unleashed by the man. From the front, it just looks like a single board.

I dutifully appraised the man - Groundlers, but he was a monster.

* Posts Earthlarth status appraised by master in thanksgiving