10
Come to think of it, the last time I fought with Julius and Edda was in March, and then some time has passed.
And Julius and Edda are just growing up.
Gear changed too.
(We need to make sure we work together once)
When I thought about it that way, the town of Rottle was current.
Lecan, who entered the town of Rottle, found out that the Rottle Labyrinth was resurrected. This labyrinth had a dormant period of forty days. Neither the merchants nor the craftsmen nor the officials predicted, nor were they prepared, that this labyrinth would be broken. There was a terrible mess there at one time. I'm just finally settling down now. It was not necessarily that the trespasser would not show up again in the future, which meant that preparations were about to begin for it.
Rekan, who walked into the labyrinth with no food on his face, suddenly flew to the eighty tiers.
(that there is a mass battle in the Palsimo Labyrinth from the eighty tiers)
(Then the eighty hierarchies here should be just right for shoulder habits)
This idea of Lecan is a little strange. Different labyrinths in the first place, the hierarchy is the same. That doesn't mean the hand strength is the same. And in the first place, the Lord of the Labyrinth is an exceptionally strong warcraft.
But on the contrary, if these three can defeat the enemies at the bottom of the Rottle Labyrinth, they should be able to fight the enemies at the eighty levels of the Palsimo Labyrinth adequately.
"By the way, Julius"
"Yes, Master"
"You, when you're back inside, did you tell me what's new?"
"Actually, it was supposed to be at first."
"Ho."
"But my father, who saw my sword, now seems better not to remember new intentions,"
"Hmm? Why is that?"
"I was going to ask you why, but Father left the house because he was running errands or something."
"What? Aren't Arios in a position like the head of the inner house right now and unable to leave the inner house?
"Excuse me. I can't talk about what's going on in there."
"Right. Well, okay, Edda, Julius."
"Yeah."
"Yes."
"We are going to fight the Lord of the Labyrinth. As I know from what I've seen before, it's a little firecracker. I stand in the avant-garde and shield myself from the Warcraft attack, interrupting the Warcraft's movements with my sword. But I'm not the one to defeat the Warcraft. You guys."
"Yeah."
"Ha, ha."
"Enemy attacks are hiccups, front leg nails, tail snares, and fire bullets. When wearing a firebomb, stop the movement and swell your throat. If you attack your throat then, you should be able to prevent it from wearing a flare bullet. Oh, and the barking sounds seem to have the effect of stiffening and frightening the target"
Edda and Julius are nodding. Of course we both know this information because we grabbed it the last time we attacked. Still, just in case, it's the way to check.
Lekan and Julius wore the armor of the Little Fire Dragon, and Eda wore the armor of the Queen Spider.
Recan pulled out his sword. Fight with Rask's Sword today.
"Expand"
"Wolcan's Shield" appears on your left. It's a comforting feeling that I've become completely familiar with.
Lecan broke into the room. Julius and Edda follow.
The eighty tiers are almost undulating rock formations. There's a little fire dragon in front of me.
However, it is an illusion, in fact more than fifty steps away. Because the body of the Little Fire Dragon is huge, it feels like it's close by.
A magical arrow passes over the head of a diseased Lecan. It's an arrow that Edda fired from Yerbitz's Bow.
Five arrows of light exploded as they landed on the face of a small firedragon. Screaming. If you're an unfastened adventurer, you sound like you're losing your hips.
Occasionally Lecan reached the foot of the Little Fire Dragon and caught the dragon's right leg with his shield. A dragon falls slightly short of a shield attack that uses its thrust power.
Rekan continues, scooping the dragon's right leg with his sword.
Little Fire Dragon waves down his right front leg, but Lecan calms down and distracts that attack with a shield, moving left outward.
Julius slashes the dragon with a "sword of disease" held by both hands on his left foreleg. The sword scratches the legs by sharpening the stiff dragon scales. But shallow.
Lekan struck a sword on the dragon's right leg as the dragon made a move to attack Julius with his left front leg.
The magic arrow unleashed by Edda strikes the face of the dragon three times as it continues to stand. Maybe the dragon lost his sight.
The three of us are working well together. If someone attacks to draw the enemy's attention, it's the basics of a party battle that your buddies attack to draw the enemy's attention. Make sure your opponent is confused, your aim is not squished, and that you do not make an effective attack.
Fighting for a while, the dragon's legs, face and chest were all scratched. Less blood is shed. But the dragon's vitality is enormous. I can't say I'm weak enough.
A dragon who had boiled his business waved his body fine. It's a pinch by the tail.
Lekan jumped gently back and stepped out of range of attack. Julius also jumped back and twisted his tail, but it's not a marginal evasion.
Julius' muscle strength would now be comparable to, or perhaps more than, Arios's when he first met him. But in terms of strength, Arios was a few steps up in those days.
When I look at Julius, who has thus grown, I realize that every single one of the various abilities and technologies is inferior to Arios. It's only natural because he's young, but Julius, on the other hand, feels like he could do something. That's why I feel teething.
(It's hard to tell what's going on)
"Keep your distance from the Warcraft! Let the fire bomb attack and drain the magic!
While instructing, Lekan takes a distance to the left of the Warcraft.
Julius took a distance to the right.