Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

A little later. Follow the signs and proceed with caution.

It was quite a hassle to go through the depressed labyrinth while retreating the raiders. It is also absurd when it endures the curse of the Sable, which afflicts the whole body.

Manage to maintain a sense of being scattered into pain. The labyrinth was truly vast, with numerous traps lurking.

What is plainly difficult is that this underground labyrinth is a three-dimensional labyrinth, not a two-dimensional one. There are loopholes and narrow passages all over the high ceilings, from which the raiders also attack, and vice versa, it is possible that the end of such passages is the right answer. If you didn't have the ability to sense the crystals of the night like I did, you wouldn't even have known if a goal existed properly.

The castle of the Phantom Demon King was on a cut cliff. It is difficult to create a vast labyrinth in its basement, unless you also use magic that twists and bends the spaces spoken of in legend.

An underground labyrinth of multi-layered structures would be something to solve that. It lacks extra convenience, but the Golem doesn't complain, and the average undead doesn't complain, well.

But what bothers me is who this' enemy 'is.

No way there would still be a defensive mechanism back when the Phantom Demon King existed. Too many years have passed on the boulder, and we should think we've been trapped.

Normally, it would be the Lazars' employer, the mayor of [Descend], who revealed the existence of this place to Cenri.

But as I felt earlier, this trap and the underground labyrinth are not like humans make.

To my doubt, Cenri silenced for a while and said in a small voice.

"The undead created by the Necromancer - basically can't use magic"

"Huh...? But I can use it. And vampires have magic."

All I remember for myself is a small degree of magic that I use for my life, but it's still magical enough.

Besides, vampires' resistance to curses and attack magic must have been due to the enormous amount of magic they had in them. Senri answers my question in a quiet voice.

"That, just have it. It is a source of resistance and powerful physical abilities, but it cannot be turned into a phenomenon called witchcraft. You were... special."

"............ I see. Safety, or"

Necromancers are cautious. And the advantage my husband has against undead with tough physical abilities and immortality is witchcraft.

I thought it was strange. The definition of 'king of the dead' is said to be a special undead mutated by a necromancer. So what is that 'special'?

Why is it that the powerful undead who has grown the rank mutation repeatedly is not called the 'King of the Dead'?

At first, I thought it was about an undead with a special curse like "Absorption Curse".

But perhaps, that's not the only condition. To that extent, there should be more of 'The King of the Dead'.

The answer to that is - necromancy. The first time I saw him, Sable saw me use Necromancer magic and changed my complexion.

I'm sure "special undead" is an undead that can use Necromancy. And I'm sure the normal undead can't fix Necromancer magic later.

Even vampires are resistant to Necromancer magic. I don't know how long an absolute power of command will last.

Once a long-time vampire gets his witchcraft, he can also unlock the shackles hanging from himself. There's no way my husband would allow that.

"Yes, an intelligent undead may devour his master, so a Necromancer (Necromancer) puts limits on his mastery of witchcraft"

I guess I don't have those shackles because Lord was going to use my flesh. Every bit of luck overlaps, and I'm here now.

Cut off the arrows released by the golem with a cool sound. In the dark, poisoned arrows roll down the floor. Cenri said in a serious voice.

"That's the only thing that gets taken off - the belly."

I didn't know how many golems I had already slaughtered.

The golem that strikes me in the dark is not strong, but it is not weak either. But that's for me, and if these golems had partied and attacked the city, they wouldn't have been able to deal with it on a smaller scale.

I don't know much about golems, but when it comes to producing and manipulating so many golems, you must be a pretty powerful operator.

"I mean... you mean a nasty opponent"

"The Undead are strong enough to live long enough to be smart"

I don't like it. I don't hate fighting. [M] Because I have a real sense of being alive.

But what I like is a winnable battle, and I want to avoid as many deaths as I've ever done. When the opponent is not only strong, but smart, it is not like the opponent he has fought before.

This time there are centipedes, but the opponent is taking measures against the End Knight, and in case you think about it, it is more secure that there are no centipedes.

I wonder if even the undead can remember restorative magic or something. Silence. When I thought about it, Cenri told me to add.

"End, you're strong enough and very troublesome."

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I want to suck blood. I still walk with pain. [M]

I am surprised by the fact that I can move this far myself. I'm in the mood for self-admiration.

It doesn't matter what they are. Strive to say it in a bright voice.

"Just fix it, get back to the inn and get some blood."

This is my driving force. As he glanced at Cenri's complexion, Cenri sighed small.

It means OK. Russia has become motivated. It's a cash thing, and when this happens, it's a little fun to the point of pain.

Stretch your back just a little and increase your walking speed.

But it was a labyrinth that really got into it. No matter how vast it is, there should be limits, but we can't reach the signs of the crystals of the night that should be right around the corner.

The signs are across the wall, or so it goes by destroying the wall, but it's not like that either. How big the hell is it?

It's better yet because I love the temper, but it would be burdensome for a human centipede to stay in this place for a long time without oxygen.

Stop. The centipede that was following me on guard behind me also stops perfectly without bumping into me.

And I slapped "Light-Eating (Brad Ruler)" hard on the ground.

Close your eyes. Ignore the pain, feel the sound, the vibration, the shock, the tremor of the air.

My five senses have the best sense of smell due to the effects of smoking Albatross, but I don't have any other dull senses.

Although it is a burning blade, it can be managed to some extent even if done appropriately because of its high physical performance.

Information pushes me to the painful brain marrow. And I opened my eyes.

"... that's crazy. This labyrinth doesn't seem that big."

Rough, but I can see the terrain. The roads do fit in, but they're not as big as they can walk for such a long time.

No - in the first place, it's absolutely strange not to reach the crystals of the night.

There was a squeaky voice in my brain that frowned.

"Paying attention." I see... I see you have something to hide.

It's Lord's voice. The Lord in me is talking.

Pay attraction. Lost junction. It is the magic that Lord used to hide his stronghold.

The effect is to lead the intruder astray unless there is guidance. Hmmm... does that mean we were allowed to go around in grandeur?

He was drawing maps in his brain even as he endured the pain. I was confident I wasn't lost, but when magic gets involved, you're lucky. Lords don't come in handy once in a while.

"No, Cenri. It's like there's a stray line."

"!! Yes......... we need to break the foundation of the procedure or find a guide"

"Destroying the source of the junction underground is foolishness. Collapse '

"Destroying the source of the junction underground is foolishness. It'll collapse."

"Foolish......... yes"

Tension of the centrifuge is slightly lower than earlier. I didn't say that. Lord said it.

But don't think I'm a fool too... 'Cause, you know, if the basement breaks down, I'm safe, but the centipede dies, and if I were an operator, I'd do enough tricks to bury the source of the junction alive.

'Leave the signs to follow for now. End, look around'

Apparently, Lord has something to think about. Did Lords always come out when I was in a pinch and disappear just to say useless things? [M]

I don't have any tips, so I'll explore the perimeter as directed by the load in my head. You found out how I had changed, and Cenri shut up and attached to me.

Open the door, climb the ceiling, and further ascertain the stairs leading to the basement. Golems and traps were everywhere. but it is still when we approach the crystals of the night that we encounter the golems the most.

I'm sure if we didn't have a connection, we'd be able to get there lightly.

The load in my brain raised my voice around getting a little bored even as I was tens of minutes nervous to look into it.

'Hmmm............ I see. That's "The King of the Dead," he's working on it.

"Hmmm............ I see. That's the King of the Dead, you're working on it."

"............... something, you got it?

Apparently, the brain loads guessed that they didn't know the brilliant centipede. Of course, I don't know. All I found out was that it would have been a lot harder to build this underground labyrinth.

I let my eyes blink and I waited for the next line, and the Lord gave me a mixed voice with some joy.

"Dumb. What were you looking at? Didn't you notice that this underground labyrinth itself is a ritual" 3D magic formation "?