Kuraki Kyuuden no Shisha no Ou

Explore the underground labyrinth carefully with support from the Road.

Magic formation, says Lord, seems to be a delicate and very dangerous ritual.

Magic can only be used by talented people originally, but magic formation is used by its talented operators to cause large-scale phenomena that can never be exercised normally.

Formations made of multiple magical letters are a magical mass, a crucible of power.

Its ritual magic, which sometimes causes an unexpected rampage to even the operator by external interference, was thus, anciently obsolete.

There is no doubt that this underground labyrinth was built quite a long time ago, saying that there was plenty of metal - demon breaking steel - to suck in the blessings that are currently barely produced.

'Behold, the end. The power of death in the upper echelons is gathered together.'

The word of Lord does not precipitate. From what I can tell, it's just a labyrinth. The walls are different for Lord. I've always felt thin, but Lord may have been a much more powerful operator than I thought.

If I had lost and Horos Carmen had become king of the dead, there could have been more enemies in the world to fear by now.

Shouldn't the Knights of the End thank me and put me in the Knights of the End? I'm gonna work, right? It works great, doesn't it? The Necromancer has no sense of companionship.

Damage to walls and floors in order according to the instructions of the load. The centipede that was following me while repelling raiders from the darkness said terrible things.

"End, maybe the right thing, doing?

"I didn't do it. Have I ever done anything appropriate?

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Silence with Cenri's seemingly sorry expression.

Lord is not on my side, but some of him is being absorbed by me. Although in part, it is a testament to the use of Necromancer magic.

Lord will not take the lead and lead me to death. You need to be vigilant, but you should be able to trust me so far.

He's probably weakened by the curse of Sable, and he can't beat me now. I have the right of initiative...

As Lord says, slap Nata on a piece of the floor.

When I tried this, I did feel like the power of swirling death was moving just a little as I slapped a blow.

But how could it have created a vast underground labyrinth so far?

Generating this much in the basement should require another different effort than building a castle on the ground. I don't even think I can do something with magic.

"Use a boner. They are loyal servants who know no fatigue. I used to, too. '

Lords say smudges. When I hear that, Necromancer magic is excellent if you don't think ethically.

Only the sound of me hurting the passage echoed. [M] Cenri has set me free so far, but I'm afraid there's no end to it.

"No way! It's a delicate procedure. Anyway, if you want to break it, there's a procedure for disarming it. It was something I could never disarm!

"It's going to take a little longer"

I just want to go home...... But you can disarm the King of the Dead's magic formations often.

Lord said as if he was surprised by my suspicions.

"It's an old-fashioned magic formation. It is defective and is no longer used. The art is also advancing, can you name the transcendent of death because you can't disarm it to this extent '

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He dismantles the magic formation without speaking up and putting confirmation on the load.

I don't have enough knowledge yet, but I hear vampires have great aptitude as magicians. Perhaps that's why Lord chose the dead flesh lineage ahead of his change to king of the dead.

Vampires have magic. There is an ineffective body of sorcery. And - the eyes seem special too.

Lower Vampires Lesser Vampires gain a lot of abilities when they mutate into vampires. But that's not the end of the mutation.

Even more superior vampires who live long enough to accumulate the power of death gain the Devil's Eye.

The eyes of the lower vampires are not comparable to that, but even my eyes know the flow of the power of death and the flow of magic.

I don't know how it feels, but this seems to be a force that a mage would want so much as a hand coming out of his throat.

Maybe if we learn more and get more power, we can live without interfering with people?

People hate undead because, above all, undead is a threat to people. There is a chance that I can change that with human consciousness.

I don't want to be a hassle if it's true, but if it's to live in peace with Cenri, there might be room for consideration.

With that in mind, I destroy another place while deceiving the pain. A fluffy, universally floating lord said.

"Three places later. The chains that connect the forces will be broken, and the power of death that accumulates in the accumulation will be naturally extinguished. I'll pour some into you too."

I see... so you cooperated. Conversely, I was convinced.

The power of death is also the source of my power. Power is not trouble. Thank you. I'll take it. If I get stronger myself, the pain may go away...

Can we go back to the city before nightfall?

My 'instincts' felt dangerous when I tried to think about such a swallowing thing.

My sensory function is sensitive. Being immortal, I look for the living half reflexively.

You could have noticed earlier. That was undoubtedly the pain that delayed us so far.

Force your painful feet to move and jump away. Embrace the centipede behind you and roll down the ground.

And just above me - a glimmer of light passed by.

"Damn, I got dodged"

density not comparable to the light emitted by Cenri, but it was definitely a blessing.

A painful headache ran over my familiar voice. Undead instincts are alarming at the emergence of natural enemies.

Damn, there's three more places to go. What the hell - is this the right time?

A voice like a chimp throwing up and throwing up. But I already know that voice has the power to fear.

It's been awhile since I was undead, but they're the only ones who left me on my head.

He looked at me like an amethyst with a hug. [M] There is no agitation in that look.

But I've known the centipede is confusing to me for a long time.

In the darkness comes Reaper.

As bright a light as a centipede, its body shines even in the underground labyrinth swirling with negative force.

To a good man with a sword, a sharp eyed man with a mace.

"Cenri, it's been a while."

"Huh... Ruff, Lee...?

Cenri calls the name. I avoided the light relentlessly emitted from the other, holding the centipede.

Bullets of light wear underground labyrinths. There is not one scratch on the stone floors or walls, but that would be because the attack is not accompanied by physical power.

Light is for sharpening the power of death. It's a move to purify me efficiently.

Probably won't scratch one on the centipede either.

"Huh... still... damn! Were you still with me? Fucking vampires!

Another man who emitted light. His eyes are sparkling, murderous and angry.

I never forgot. There's no way I can forget. The man who almost killed me once.

scolding a body trembling with fear. Stand up slowly holding the centipede.

Rotate the head fast that was dull in pain during the motion. Lord is looking down on us.

How you doin '? Where'd they trace you from? What's the purpose? How many enemies?

No, before that, the man who nearly killed me from a distance, the hero of light, the ephemeral of Destruction - is there?

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Two. No other signs. The enormous amount of energy released by that man stands out. There's only - two of us in this basement.

It's okay, I can move. If you lose, you lose the centipede. You can't lose.

Not like then.

I'm a monster now. Raise your voice. Do everything you can to keep the upset from getting through. My own voice that came out of my mouth was sinking cold.

"Long time no see, Luffrey - Nevila. Sorry, but I'm taking it in... Me and Cenri are busy... Will you come home?

Think. Means to get through this situation. Conditions.

I never wanted to see you. Cenri's soul remains a knight of the end. She is strong but delicate. There will always be a stray if we meet.

But you can't kill a former Cenri buddy. The only reason I say no - is because of it.

I'm forced to smile. So Luffrey tilted his right hand up with a rugged look on his face.

There were no sounds or precursors. Unexpectedly.

Countless bullets of light had arisen before Ruffrey.

That number - hundreds. If it is to be avoided, you can wave the amount that cannot be avoided. Is that so?

I feel like I just figured out a little bit about Lord's feelings.

"Now you guys - that's a brain muscle."

Dell was more intelligent when we fought together in the battle of Reinell! What if this is what Ephe Squads are all about?!?

"" White Rain ""

A bullet of light struck me with a dry voice. [M]