Ihoujin, Dungeon ni Moguru

[02]

The battle between giant creatures was intense.

Even simple movements can create strong winds, and the tremendous collision of forces shakes the air.

There's nothing small people can do.

In response to the movement of the wolf, the wrinkled giant shows a curvilinear movement like a human.

Before his tusks reach, he pierces his wolf with his long claws, kicks his jaw, and launches a giant.

The wolf's movement is straightforward and simple. Extremely easy to read.

But, however.

That was the invitation of the wolf.

The movement of the wolf remains linear and simple, but only doubles in speed and power.

The situation changes in an instant.

A black wolf bites the giant's left arm like a passing man. He glares with his golden eyes and jumps over and over again at a faster speed to dig out meat.

Giants also fight.

However, it cannot be prevented with one arm. I can't turn around. Next, my right arm flew. One leg flies, the stop and the wolf cling to the throat.

The wolf wielded the giant in a typhoon-like storm.

Blood droplets are scattered on the meadow. Meat and bones splatter. The wolf hurt the giant that had become ragged, either with this or with this.

I don't know if this is His Majesty or the "old man" handed down to lore.

Only the overwhelming power is in front of you.

A monster that a normal man bets on even his soul and is hurt is overrun by monsters beyond that.

But why?

Why is it so nervous?

The giant's neck has been twisted. The wolf bites the fallen head. Chewing, bones broken, meat spilled, eyes rolled. Regeneration begins, but breaks at a faster rate.

It seemed to be decided.

"The Majesty! Wings!"

A part of the body that rolled, the wings of the bones hit the wolf.

Whether my quick call passed or the speed of reflection, the wolf avoided the wing spear with a single piece of paper.

Left forefoot is severed even though he should have avoided it.

Losing balance, the wolf rolls on the meadow. He immediately regained his position with three feet, but the wound on his forefoot was boiling and scorched.

The wolf snarls with his teeth squeezed out so that he can endure the intense pain.

"O barbarians, do you know the bloody history of silver coins?"

The prince crawled out of the giant's piece of meat.

I can't afford to fight me, but it's not like death is by my side.

"There is a curse called iniquity. An old curse that puts intent on everything."

A silver sword is on the prince's right hand.

A silver coin is on the extended left hand.

"The elves are in their own beauty; the dwarves are in their iron-forging arms; the dwarfs are in flowing poetry and narratives; the beasts are in blood and religion; "

A silver coin is flipped with a finger.

A mere silver coin became a light of light and pierced the face of the wolf.

The wolf shunned. I avoided, but there was a left eye in the trajectory of light. The giant loses his balance, but he stands still and stands still. He opens his mouth and jumps at the prince.

"Beast, your beast is stronger than my beast. But that's it."

"Stop it!"

He squeezed the last force and threw a broken blade.

Easily, my last force was pinched by my finger and stopped. It didn't get in the way.

Feet no longer move satisfactorily. Too far to crawl.

Dazzling, the flash of silver runs.

The silver sword slashes the beast, as if it were a matter of course.

"Silver of evil will destroy the beast. Pay all the curses of the beast."

The black wolf was cut off in the air.

The meat falls and the internal organs flow.

"My [beast] and your [beast]. Although their origins are all different, they seem to be convergent evolution when they go to Eliza. Or take it. "

Does this kind of stupid thing accumulate?

It is not a person who dies in such a place.

"By the time you tried to compete with the beast, you were losing. Who do you think I am? You have defeated millions of beasts? Do you lose? "

This person leads an army of ----. ――――

"that"

What am I going to do now? Wait, that?

“What were you trying to remember and couldn't you?”

This is,

Is this the disappearance of the bond that Misranica-sama says? First, my memory. And maybe, the person I forgot also forgot me.

I was prepared.

There are also measures.

But horrible.

This is the first time I have felt so scary.

"Still"

Still, there are things I can remember. This man killed His Majesty. Only this guy has to be beaten here. If you don't do it here, the people involved with me will die, even if you lose your bond. I can fight if I remember just that.

Drag one leg toward the enemy.

Hold the broken sword with one hand.

"I'm tired of your persistence. I die."

Shake the sword.

T, and a light feel on the chest.

A silver sword stuck in the chest, in the position of the heart.

There was no wonder and pain.

A cold feel to be pulled out and a red liquid fountain. I was surprised that there was still so much blood left.

Attacked by a sudden sleep. An eternal sleep that wakes up calls me from deeper than the bottom of the earth.

"Hey, do you not burn? You weren't a beast yet."

My knee broke.

Sinks into your own blood pool at the front end.

dark.

The darkest world before dawn spreads.

Oh, I've seen this.

The first and first time when I came to this world.

Sinks in the sea.

In the sea of memories.

Deep, deep, into the dark sea.