Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 34? The Endless Labyrinth 60F

"Signal Detection", who always helped me on my last level up, was born into "Signal Detection". No, in the beginning it was about skill to feel like there was something nearby, but at some point I was able to explore a wide range of signs and somehow know the type of signs and it helped me a lot, so I wanted to give you a birthday celebration. And Signal Detection is an enhanced version of it, and Signal Detection has a directional orientation. It can be detected further and deeper if you narrow the direction. It's very convenient, and it's as convenient as it seems to be able to fish.

And I was hooked on detecting the upper levels.

It's not a good sign. It's stuttering with all of it. It's a salt plum that's going to make me laugh, not at all.

Okay, 59F is "Hellhound Lv59," one, sour and die good.

Running through the vinegar waterball in a row, the silver flash jumps off the boring dog's neck at the back.

With the momentum as it is, it rushes into 58F and chops up a herd of "Frogman LV58," gekogeko hustle. I'm in a hurry.

Has a trident spear, encloses, cooperates, jumps, pokes, but warms.

If you get a blow, you'll be dead, but there's no way to compare it to treating a super scary silver person, it's loose.

No matter how many dozen spears you stick out, it's dull.

If there is a gap, slip the body in, swing it out when you step in, slow.

Look, the silver guy's here because he's been paying for it, right? I'll take care of it.

Instant kill. All you have to do is spread the frog corpse, there are awkward signs up there.

It's a sign that I know you well.

It resists as it falls, bleeds, suffers injuries, draws allies, bears companions, and is chopped to shreds.

Whatever Mogadishu is, why is everyone here?

You're way over your limit, aren't you? That's 57F! Why are you coming down here? Is it Moga? All of them?

If you go up the stairs, there's 57 levels, and there's a lot of mocha people waiting to lose their minds because of all the wounds of a full-blown creation.

It would be bad to keep you waiting, it would be awkward to be late, there wouldn't be another moment of respite left.

Fly down the stairs and look with Luo Jin's eyes.

"Sphinx LV57," "Magic Invalid," "Physical Invalid," "Immortal," so you'll never be able to defeat me, huh? This is the only room with four hidden rooms? Ah, maybe a puzzle room for all four hidden room items. Here. I mean, I can't defeat you if you fight properly.

But I can't seem to afford that. No matter who dies, it's not weird anymore.

It's pretty lame, isn't it, 57F? Maybe I thought you were at about 50F.

Let's get rid of this mysterious demon. Because I'm in the way.

In "Magic Invalid" and "Physical Invalid", "Immortal" in order. Then you can nullify it and kill the immortal.

No, I'm sorry so far, Mr. Gauntlet of contradictions. Tell me it's a useless flag. Especially the one on the right, sorry I just left. Hey, "Come on!" I wanted to, "but Mr. Gauntlet of Contradictions was the one on the right for his appearance, use, and flagged meaning - come on, the one on the right for" disabling physical magic defenses ".

Running through the sky on an empty foot, piercing his neck with a tree wand from behind Sphinx so as to collide, with his right hand, of course.

Disabled. All you have to do is kill the immortals.

"Please! Mr. Angelica!

The brilliance of silver flies with a glimmer of flash.

The cane of the tree remains stabbed, gripping it properly with your right hand. So the "physical void" also remains voided.

Ha, what I'm reading is a 57F intermediate management style, it's good to be fired by a chairman with full powers behind the president. Special.

The immortal Sphinx was beheaded and killed under one sword. To God who commands death.

For a silver, brilliant sword god, a human lion who uses God is just an elephant demon.

And then there's the sweep.

"Can I ask for that bandage? Because I'm gonna incinerate and dispose of it from this side?

When silver snorted, he would already be at the forefront, reigning on the battlefield with horrible beauty until now, and behold those who are now dead. Everyone fell in love without breath, even the passage of time threatened and stiff, and the bloody strife was drunk in silence.

Come on, let's bake.