Nevertheless —— how did the imperial refs fight against such automatons? The refs can't seem to use their gifted pearls, so the way they fight should depend quite a bit on weapons.
I'd like to see it for once.
"Mr. Dantes, there seems to be nothing ahead of us."
"Okay. Let's move on"
We were moving through the great cavity to the passage ahead. The road curves wide to the right.
Where did the automaton just emerge from? Preceding Labyrinth Tactics Division retrieved it? Cat Chang's carrier has parts for an automaton that was rose by Mr. Muge —— no steel plates or anything else needed, only the demon prop part inside had been removed. Then the loot is about a cup in a bucket. Not much...... To be honest with you, I thought Mr. Muge was pretty much a face. Was it even a rare area?
"... hmm?
That's when Mr. Zelly raised his voice low.
"What's up?
"Mmm... something about the air has changed. Maybe it's your fault."
"… proceed with caution"
"I like that."
Mr. Dantes nodded and tried to be very careful, but nothing happened. About 100 meters ahead, there was the next room.
"... dude, this guy"
Next to Mr. Dantes I raise the light too...... and it was a wide main road there.
"That's the same as the entrance... downhill of the stone statue"
On the left and right is a line of stone statues with weapons, which feels (...) exactly the same downhill as I saw the entrance.
"It looks the same, but you have a different weapon"
"... what?
"The entrance was in the order of swords, shields, canes, axes, spears and hammers, and that was the rotation. But here is the order of swords, songknives, axes, knives, spears, and obasami."
"You remember me well!
Didn't you tell Mr. Dantes about the complete memory of [Mori Luo Wan] yet?
"Mr. Jelly, do you smell anything? Or some weird noise."
When I talk, Mr. Zelly moves his nose with a rare, focused face.
"... the smell of oil is easy."
"Is this oil?
I did feel a slight smell in my nose. Very, faintly.
"Pretty old, but hey..."
"Is that a trap?
Neither I nor Mr. Zelly could give an immediate answer to Mr. Dantes' question. I don't know, to be honest.
"Mr. Dantes, would you like to shoot [fire magic]?
"Hmm? Check the gas and do it?
On Earth, in the past, there has been talk of "canary of the pit".
It was actually a story where the pitcher moved on with a canary in the basket. Sometimes long-used pits are low in oxygen or filled with carbon monoxide and toxic gases. Canaries die of poison gas before humans, so it served as a detector.
In fact, this was sometimes the case that adventurers diving deep even in the "Rokuten Mine" carried little birds.
"I don't think the dungeon is a problem because oxygen circulates... but I guess there's a Labyrinth Tactics Division ahead of that"
"Yep..."
That's true. With the forerunners, it makes extremely little sense to do it.
But I —— I kind of felt like I should (...) do it. What is this feeling? [Mori Luo Wan] But it's nothing, it's just a bad feeling.
"If you can afford magic, don't try. I can't see it in the back."
That's what Mimino told me, so I nodded and unleashed [fire magic].
It's a baseball ball big fireball, and it flies backwards as it spins with Shroud. Only that perimeter brightens up and passes.
Stone statues continue... same pattern of weapons... slightly different structure...? And the color of the weapon...?
At the end of the day he hit the wall of the exit on the other side and disappeared.
"Sounds like the same all the time"
Mr Dantes said, and Mr Mimino nodded as well.
Same, not. It's not exactly the same. There was certainly a slight change.
But what the hell is that?
I think back to what I just saw in [Mori Luo Wang]. Set up, the weapons are of different colors. From just standing in front of me, over there trying to wave my weapon down. Does the colour of the weapon feel like it has a smooth gloss...
(This is' The Labyrinth of Fear '... Fear... Weapons... Stone Statue... uh, I don't know)
I may have noticed something if my head spins as fast as Count Sullies's, but unfortunately it didn't occur to me.
"All right, let's go."
Mr. Dantes took the lead, and we stepped into the aisle.
Continue down the aisle as the stone statue overlooks you. A gentle downhill, again, seems like a pain in the ass. Downhill, I have to go with the brakes hanging, and on the other hand, I feel like I can stir it up. He said to move on, move on.
Mr. Zelly is walking like that, like he's not convinced either, but he can't help it. Because of the tingling between me and Mr. Zelly, no one uttered a word —— all I could hear was the sound of the spraying steam shung shung of Cat Chang.
(... Fear... Weapon... Stone Statue... Weapon wasn't the same as the entrance aisle. Why?)
At first, swords, shields, canes, axes, spears, hammers.
Here, swords, songknives, axes, knives, spears, and otami.
Otami, there is also a suspicion in it as to what kind of weapon it is. Three are common and three are different. Why not......
(Right. Blade)
All six types of weapons in this aisle have "blades" on them.
But is that...?
(Blades, blades, blades —— oil, that means there is a trap...?
Slow downhill here.
"Ah--"
I noticed and looked back.
There was no sound. It would be because it was oiled (...) and there was (...).
But —— I can't just turn off the sound of cutting the sky.
Shortly after me, Mr. Zelly looked back as well. This sound was captured by a good ear, Mr. Zelly.
I mean, "the sound of the blade cutting off the sky".
"Get down!!"
We were just looking up there. Naturally, only the stone statue is different from the entrance.
So I didn't notice until I passed by.
Injection outlet planted downhill (...).
A circular blade of more than a metre was flying in this direction as it rotated.
"Knock."
Whatever we are, Mr. Muge is reacting slowly. I jumped right off and dragged Mr. Muge off the driver's seat of Cat Chang.
"Wow!?"
Exactly one hair at a time.
Slash a few of my hair and the blade flies. Even if you slash down the cat Chang's chimney, you won't lose momentum.
When he saw it, Mr. Dantes lowered the shield he was trying to erect and fell down. If I get it right, my shield is going to get loose.
The blade passed us and disappeared to be sucked into the cut in at the top of the exit.
Seriously... they even calculate storage...
"Phew..."
I sweated more and more from all over my body.
"... wait. This."
I find it hard to leave. We were in a crawling position on the ground —— much like when we met someone in a position on the cloud, or had a "God" presence in front of us.
Yes, he looked very, very limp in awe (...).