Reworld•Frontier-Saijakuni Shite Saikyou no Shien Jutsu Shiki Tsukai [Enhancer]

Explain it in proper order, and Flim and Ashley, Niebeth, who had been aligned by the two female masters, began to explain it.

I didn't hear the details either, so I listen to his words.

The four Nieves, who broke up with us exploring the sky, said they had begun an investigation into the area.

At this time, SB - that is, the dragons hadn't popped, so the four of them were able to walk around the city waving the big hand without anything.

but after a while they discover something odd.

It is a giant stone statue.

Looking at the world, it's not uncommon to see a god of some religion or a statue of a great man from the past. Even more so if the location is a relic (relics).

At this time it seemed that what they found was also of that kind.

Two-headed snake - Uroboros.

Almost the same size as knocking down the decaying building built there to the side as it was, it did say it was in the shape of a serpent with no tail and two heads instead.

The giant statue of the double-headed snake was still as old as the building that was built there, and the surface was mossy as if everything was moldy. They said the raw material was probably stone, and overall, the crack was running.

The sooner you kick him in the ass, the more he might collapse - the more blurry the statues of the double snakes seemed to Nievez and the others.

Therefore, the four men approached the giant statue without any vigilance and casually touched their hands.

I was on my way.

When I found it, my scalp, which was as gray as any other building, discolored as if it had dropped ink on the water.

I can't even tell you, it's a terribly poisonous ballbug color.

The discoloration propagated the surface of the giant statue as if ripples were spreading, and instantly ran through the whole thing.

They said that all four of them were stiff and could only watch the fate of things that they had never dreamed of.

At the next moment, the [sole], which varies in color depending on the angle of view, moved slowly, but certainly.

"VVVVVVVVVRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

A figure so huge that I thought it was the contents of a rolling tunnel, a double head on both ends of it, growled at the same time towards the sky.

A sharp roar that rips into heaven.

Now, I can see that was the calling water - yes, Niebeth said.

The moment the bi-headed serpent's tall howl was sucked into the sky, because countless components popped all around it, both on the ground and in the air, and the herd of dragons embodied it all together.

Counting backwards, apparently, the timing coincided with when me and Flim, Mr. Ashley, were talking in the air. At that time, the dragons suddenly appeared.

The foursome, who had been surrounded by flying dragons and driving dragons on their way out, had already eaten bubbles and escaped. He said he was in such a hurry that he couldn't even immediately think of hiding using a redcoat support technique.

In that condition, the nasal piercing was hit first.

Apparently it was a blow by the "tentacle" of the dragon that was right around the corner. He was stabbed in the back fleeing and rolled to the ground in a rather dangerous way. Niebeth quickly held him like that, and Knoppo missed the attention of the dragon in a martial arts ceremony, and the escape continued.

The four of them chose a narrow alley to escape, and along the way they finally thought of a cover-up ceremony, activating "Chameleon Camouflage" and "Acoustic Canceler" to hide themselves.

Later, he went straight through the alley and escaped into the building where he came out when he encountered us. However, unfortunately, the fact that Times Fragrance was not installed in the red coat "SEAL" was disastrous, and every building was surrounded by a herd of dragons who had tracked the smell without setting it aside.

In the end, I kept hiding there until the red coat was depleted (igzost), but I couldn't think of the next hand to hit - finally, when Photon Blood's residue disappeared and the red coat collapsed, my progress and retreat narrowed down.

No matter what you think, there is no way to live, and while you can't even find a glimmer of hope, Nieves and Knoppo took on the red coat and nose piercing that are fainting in an almost self-inflicted mood, and dared to escape too hopelessly just to be able to do anything anymore - which seems like the backdrop of that time.

And to this day.

"... over a hundred melts in length... gatekeepers..."

Mr Ashley summarised what he had heard from Niebeth and let him represent it in a nutshell. I accidentally swallow my saliva at the unsurpassed numbers.

Nieves, still blubbering and shaking his whole body, screamed in a throwaway bowl.

"Oh yes...! Definitely, about half the tallest building there was...!

And what he points to is the end of a skyscraper that is likely to be more than two hundred melts, no matter what.

In the meantime, let's assume you assume that the fear is too exaggerated, or huge. Still, even if it's half the talk, the total length of the double-headed snake will be more than fifty melts.

Was Hercules, the man-made gatekeeper I once defeated, about six melts tall? If it's still just height, it's the bigger of the gatekeepers.

In the sense of full length, the first Gatekeeper "Sea Dragon" to fight would be the best. That must have had twenty to thirty meltres if I stretched it straight. Though I don't know the exact spot because it was wrapped around a tuna.

If it means snake-shaped, you can think of yourself as swirling as well. Does that mean - that? I figured it would be about a hundred melts long......?

"That being said, I can't believe I didn't see it with this eye on a boulder. That's how big it must have been."

You hardly believe Niebeth's story, Flim just cut it off.

"But being a gatekeeper of unprecedented magnitude, and an enemy in difficulty, you can be sure. More importantly, the biggest problem is not the gatekeeper itself"

This is Ashley, who feels half-heartedly suspicious, raises the issue.

"Probably a double-headed snake gatekeeper - conveniently referred to as" Uroboros "- starts, while a bunch of dragons pop."

Mr. Ashley speaks. I can deduce the Uroboros specifications from the information Nieves brought to me.

"It's very unusual for a gatekeeper to wait (sleep) in an already embodied state, not in the state of a component… not without precedent. And all of that precedent is triggered or awakened by 'physical contact' just as they did, and the battle is starting."

A beautiful pair of eyes similar to Lapis Lazuli stares at Nievez like a stiff, needle.

"… refrain from mentioning why you acted recklessly without thinking that way at this time. Because I can't blame you for what you've done. - [Very angry though]"

I was wondering if there was just a little bit of mercy out there, the dos were working too well on the last word, and even my liver, which I've been hearing most recently, froze into a bee. Bitter, Niebeth's shoulder bounces wide.

Whatever I may say, Niebeth and the others acted seriously as explorers. There were strange monuments all over the city, let alone in this mysterious space. I should have stepped on something, but I touched the lightness without much vigilance, and activated that mention, the worst trap. As an explorer, it was the worst nasty thing to do - flim and treat them like 'vakas' too.

Mm-hmm, and cough up, and Mr. Ashley returns to the main point.

"The fact that the dragons popped at the same time that Uroboros was activated should still be seen as a link between these two events. At present, given the absence of further pursuits, Uroboros is likely to be back on standby again...... Beowulf, can you confirm on Eagle Eye?

"Ah, yes"

I activated the support technique Eagle Eye on that order. A little bird of deep purple jumps up into the sky. It was in the direction Nieves pointed out earlier.

Unfortunately, the maximum travel distance of the Eagle Eye is around one kilotre. Therefore, although it is difficult to approach the statue of the double serpent, we can confirm its beauty from high altitude.

I concentrate on visual information synchronized with Eagle Eye. Then, in the middle of the city lined with a group of collapsed skyscrapers, the giant statue was seated.

Earlier, when I looked around from the sky with Flim, it didn't seem angular, but in the middle of this city, for some reason, there was a plot of open land. Even so, this space looks like a seemingly lonely city, and although it might not have bothered me much if I had seen it, as there are lakes like we fell or rivers flowing.

Other places with sparse trees standing like bald taka heads are like parks with no weird philosophy whatsoever. There, "Uroboros", where Mr. Ashley called him, was lying with his great body twisted.

In the distance, you can see the texture like an old stone statue. Besides, I won't let it be slight even if I stare for a while.

Mr. Ashley was right in his guess.

"Yes, I was there... and I think it's stopped..."

"How big is it? Are there any dragon shadows around? Any movement marks on the perimeter?

"Uh, ahhh......!?

I panicked that Ashley would have to answer the question quickly and accurately, and on the contrary, I was stuck in a response. Then Flim, who is sharing visual information with the switch, answered instead.

"Hmm, I'm not sure the exact size at this distance, but it does look pretty big...... oh, I don't see any other enemy shadows. Maybe even if you were there, you'd be back on the component already? And that big fat ass hardly seems to be moving. If I called the dragon, would it be the type of thing to look out for? A fixed turret type would be a bit of a hassle..."

Enchanter, the type that fights by filling a trap with moving enemies, is not compatible with enemies that do not move on the spot and thoroughly engage in ranged attacks. Flim leaves his actual gaze unattended and frowning.

Having two heads doesn't make a blind spot, so if you think of a large body as a reservoir of energy, Flim's predictions aren't always the norm.

"To a huge gatekeeper who resembles this vast space, a herd of dragons escorting around... I see, that's easy to understand"

"Huh? It's easy to understand...?

I asked Ashley back, convinced by one person to snort. I wonder where and what was easy to understand.

"No... I just thought that this situation was really in line with the idea of a Lunatic Babel designer. In the 100th layer," Aigis "boasts the defense of an iron wall in a space that cannot be escaped. In the 150th layer," Great Oaks "appeared in triplets in a row, in the 200th layer," Hercules "with six arms in the field of limited surgery... and here in the 111th layer, it is a large group of giant gatekeepers and dragons. Don't you think the way things are done is similar?

"If you ask me that..."

"I don't think so."

To my satisfaction, Flim followed and nodded, yeah, yeah.

"What we have in common is we're trying to crush Explorer by doing everything we can from the straight front while driving him into a state where he'll never get away. Unfortunately, squarely, it's hard to say. Also common wickedness around no tips beforehand...... no, should I say [lack of mercy]. Anyway, it's really [easy to understand] that there's no tolerance at all."

After all, this is inside the Lunatic Babel, Mr. Ashley, who deepens his conviction. In a moment, in rugged eyes, a brilliance similar to that of a supernova explosion was brilliant.

"- If so, I also saw what needed to be done. The answer is one."

Rarely, Mr. Ashley's mouth angle hung, engraving a grin on his mouth.

When I looked closely, my little face suddenly approached me with momentum, sloppiness.

"Beowulf first. You may not need to use the cover-up formula anymore, just in case, let it continue to work for a while longer."

"Yes, sir"

I nod reflexively at the tense voice and momentum. He was holding his right hand so tightly that no willingness to resist sprouted at all. Incidentally, the cover-up formula activates a new one just before the end of the time limit just now to prevent it from expiring.

"Then let's move out of this place for a moment, Millibertiflim, Niebes. Can you stand Luke in the back? Are you recovering strength to be able to travel while holding Arkham and Manad?

"Oh...?

"Hey, what's going on all of a sudden?

Flim asks suspiciously to Mr. Ashley, who suddenly starts giving instructions for the acne.

"I know it's okay, but I'll take a break in the building just in case. Anyway, what we need now is time to regain strength. And..."

"" And?

Me and Flim's voices overlapped. Unconsciously, we both tilt our little necks together.

- I'll think of an operation.

"Operation?"

"Yeah, it's an operation."

Mr. Ashley snorted firmly at Flim, who also parroted him back. Then, fu, smile slightly self-derisive.

"... this may have moved you or Beowulf's vices... but there will be no other way for us to escape this space"

"... you, no way..."

Mr. Ashley nodded again at Flim's voice, subtly mixed with the sounds of war.

"Yeah, that's right. No way."

I finally realized that the voice was slightly cold, and that the grin was just a little cramped. The eyes are filled with giraffes and swordswallowing glow.

With a whispering plundering voice, Mr. Ashley said, as if to tell himself.

"We're going to shut that gatekeeper down with our hands."

Whatever it was, Mr. Ashley's suggestion was a wish or a fulfillment for me, who was running out of strength and Photon Blood in the game against the Dragon.

While we activated the cover-up, we chose a relatively less degraded building nearby and started moving.

When I entered the building, I flew some Eagle Eyes just in case to find out if there was anything strange. Because other SBs might have popped or had some kind of trap, though unlimited from previous patterns. In fact, we had to be cautious only because the massive appearance of the dragon earlier occurred from the alarm of Niebes and the others.

Fortunately, the investigation was over and we chose a room without windows to roll in and lay down a vertigo. Of course, we decide we need a lookout number just in case, and decide to take turns watching.

In determining its order,

"You should rest."

"You're what we need, Beowulf."

The moment I tried to open my mouth, Flim and Mr. Ashley stabbed me in the nail without getting my hair in, and I was half forced off the watch rotation. There was a corner of my head where I thought, 'If you like, I'll be the first watch,' so it's a secret that I was quite giddy, to be honest.

In the end, the nasal piercing, which was seriously wounded with me, was removed from the red coat, which was fainting in a state of depletion, and the order of watch was set. Flim, Mr. Ashley, Niebeth and Luke, in order, alternate every watt.

"Okay? Anyway, your recovery is our top priority. Rest and get tired. If you think something's wrong, you tell Atashi, okay?

When I laid the mat removed from storage on the floor and tried to get it into my sleeping bag on top of it, my mouth was soured from the flim and noted. It doesn't matter if you have a headache, carelessness, chills or anything, so be sure to report any minor matters about your body modulation -.

I'm too worried about the boulder, I tried to tell you, but when I said something like that, I felt like I was going to get really mad at you, so I stopped. That's how serious Flim was.

Mr. Ashley and Nieves also seem to have been properly equipped with tools for storage in these cases, each taking out a blanket and matt.

Looking at the condition as a fool, Kurakuri shook his vision.

"- Is that...?

It's kind of heavy on the head and core of the body. It looks like fatigue is solidifying like lead.

Speaking of which, I think I fought in Absolute Square just now for about two minitos, and I ran and flew around a lot. I wonder how much my body moved in that short amount of time. I haven't counted the number of dragons I've defeated since the 20th body, but I think I've defeated quite a lot. Oh, yeah, with the components we got in the fight earlier, we should solve the financial difficulties of our cluster right away. I'm sure, Hannu.

He was losing his mind.

"................................................................ is that...?

When did my body fit in my sleeping bag and rolled over the mat? Sleepy-eyed vision is a used way of putting it, but strange ceiling.

I saw a light that seemed warm to the left, so when I bent my neck and turned my gaze on it, I thought the flim had been activated and there was a fire in Bonfire.

If you look closely, there are several shadows of people sleeping around a red flame that similarly burns, wrapped around a sleeping bag or blanket, just like me.

…………

Right, fatigue has come to its limits and consciousness has been shut down automatically? I can't really remember what I was thinking until just before I lost my mind.

It's a room with no windows, so I don't know what's going on outside. In the meantime, I called the "SEAL" internal clock and self-vital log as I woke up.

Counting backwards from the current time and log, I was apparently asleep about four awatts. Speaking of which, when I checked the condition of my body, I also felt that there was still a bit of fatigue left, but the weight of the lead that was in the core of my body had completely disappeared.

For once, I'll see if there's anything else wrong, but I don't feel any particular discomfort like this. My head doesn't hurt, I don't feel lazy, I don't get chills. Good, looks like you've recovered properly.

I stroke my chest down relieved by the condition of my body.

Because wounds and lost body parts can be healed or regenerated by primary to intermediate healing techniques, but not by advanced to superior procedures for health, or so-called "vitality".

When it comes to that level of surgery, you can't use it unless you're an expert called a "healer," even if you're forced to install it, and the resources are considerably compressed, so it doesn't help in the end. Also, naturally, Photon Blood is severely depleted.

In fact, after the battle with Hercules and Siglos - I had lost my mind myself - I had had had that kind of procedure applied as a treatment in the hospital, too. Of course, there are limits to the extent that you can interfere with it in a surgical manner, so if you're damaged to the point where it's rare to live like after a Hercules battle, sometimes you won't wake up for a whole two days without being treated.

So it was truly a shame that nature and strength recovered without relying on such things.

――――

Secondly, I heard a conversation from somewhere. Due to the sound quality, two women - I'm sure it's Flim and Mr. Ashley. I guess so, and then I look around again, and there are four shadows lying in the room, except me.

- Are you two even in an ops meeting?

That's what I expected, and I'm up for it. Sleeping bags and mats were stored in storage to avoid making noise, leaving the room through a half-open door without shoes on.

As we went out the hallway where the sun shined through the window, the two speakers were apparently heard from the right. I watch my surroundings while wearing the Combat boots I took out of storage.

I wasn't attentive at all when I came in, but apparently this building was once a training gym or something. There are many parts of it that are lonely but like its remnants. The room I slept in was probably a dressing room or something. It seemed that was why there were no windows.

Follow a conversation that sounds slight and walk down the hallway. The two voices seemed to leak from the adjoining room, where I slept - and where Niebeth and the others were still resting - a little further from the room.

The distance from the door to the door is quite empty, so I'm sure it's a big room. When I came to the point where the door was broken and left open, the voice that reached my ear only slightly louder.

"- Saying-no-limp!"

"- It's not - Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh!"

Is there something yelling at each other rather than conversing......? I hear some strangely beautiful voices.

Hiya, peeking into the room, there was no one there with sunlight slipping through the glass free window frame, and it was cancerous. I wouldn't be using it anymore, because the training equipment is being thrown out there, so maybe that's what it was originally about.

"... that?

But I can still hear Flim interacting with Mr. Ashley's.

Wandering his gaze with Kyoro Kyoro, it had another half-opened door on the left side of the room, and apparently the two of them were in that little room there.

"- Then - let's - Eh!"

"- I'm scared, I'm scared!"

As I approached him in awe, I could even hear some doozy rumbling.

At that moment, I'm flabbergasted.

- Could it be... you're fighting or something...!?

While we were asleep, Mr. Ashley finally lifted his hand when he was too reluctant to let go of Flim's words and actions.

I imagined that for a moment, and I ran out without being or even being there. Put your hands on the door of the room where the two of you would be blurring.

Once inside, it's a pretty small space, but there's no sign of the two of us. Seeing it, there was a further translucent door in the back of the room, in which Flim and Mr. Ashley apparently argued.

It's oddly echoing and I can't really hear what you're saying, but anyway, it's incredibly powerful and rewarding for yelling.

This is not good, this is a serious fight - so I realized that when I quickly approached the door, it was now time to open it all at once.

"Both of you! Stop fighting....................................................................."

My words jumped in momentum. But the moment I saw what came into my sight, I stalled like an ensted car.

"" "- Ah..." "

Me, Flim, and Mr. Ashley - the three of us here spilled our voices and stiffened at the same time.

That's what I heard later.

By the time the watch rotation turned, Flim said, "I found something nice," he said to Mr. Ashley.

That 'good stuff' is a shower room with an accessory to the so-called workout gym, which apparently was an equipment that could still be used if it was fixed a little by Flim's standpoint.

Granting Technique Use (Enchanter) is a less popular type as an explorer, but its engineering capabilities are highly valued in other areas. Besides, Flim is also an arsenal maker (crafter), so repairing these equipment should have been a treat.

- But on second thought, this could be a virtual space, and given the possibility that all the grass, water and buildings are just illusions, it was kind of a strange story to be able to repair it just messing with it a little bit.

Therefore, the repair of the equipment was completed without any problems. It is a little surprising.

And then Flim said, "Why don't you just let them sweat while they're asleep?," he said, taking Mr. Ashley to talk about skipping the watch often and taking a shower. And Mr. Ashley, who was sweating in the earlier battle, snorted at it despite his disapproval. Well, nothing happened after the four awaits, so I don't think this decision would have been wrong.

But.

There are two women, a classic if naked relationship - and my cousin and childhood friend, the girl, even naturally shuddered.

"Hey chest, can I touch you?

That's what this dialogue is about -.

What kind of judgment, I can't help but poke around.

Especially since I was the wingman of [accidents] because of this, I can't help but say what you did.

It's no longer hard to imagine from there. Naturally, there's no way that Mr. Ashley can tolerate such an offer.

But at the same time, there's no way that Flim could have given up once he said no.

Not impossible, but boobs - not rubbing [chest] - but, to the flim trying to [touch], Mr. Ashley resisted with all her might. At the end of the day, he said he ran around in the shower room, not even wide enough as he called each other, but he couldn't escape, in the form of a combination of hands and hands directly from the front.

Each other naked.

The sound sounded easy in the shower room, and they could barely hear the outside sound, partly because of the full range of showers they had left out.

And both forces antagonized, exactly at that moment.

Bad fold, I jumped in - so...

- What, what I saw?

No, I want to swear to God of Heaven and Earth and Hanu here to assure you.

I didn't see anything, he said.

Yes, it must be because I left the shower out. At that time, most of my vision had been blocked by the hot air that I could already get in. Therefore, I saw nothing. [M] I could never see the two of them as they were born.

No, really.

I haven't seen anything.

It's true.

I want you to believe me.

- Yes, I do, to tell you the truth, I also feel like I saw something that seemed like a skin tone through the hot air, but I turned my back right away, and the moment Mr. Ashley's silk-ripping scream split my ear, "Oh, sorry. I screamed and ran away at a glance, so I didn't see the critical part, especially when I said this.

Ho, it's true.

It's true.

I haven't seen anything.

I didn't see anything. [M]

Trust me.

Believe me...... ugh!

Needless to say, after putting aside some time, I was greatly offended.

Fortunately, no violence was wielded, but that already squeezed me tight.

Mostly to Mr. Ashley.

Rather, it seems that 90% of the time taken for the operational meeting was preaching.

Nevertheless, it was not unilaterally bewitched.

First, that I came in worried for once. In view of the fact that the current situation is a situation, it is reasonable to assume that it is not strange in the unlikely event that something should happen. If you add them, it's not the right but not the wrong decision to rush into the shower room - and after getting a rational circumstantial exaggeration, I was nonetheless doomed and scolded.

There, furthermore, the fact that Flim and Mr. Ashley were skipping the lookout, that only the two of them were sneaking in the shower in confidence, and that the culprits in the first place were Flim's barbarity - including them, but they were still thundered with great momentum.

I guess it's no longer rational around here, it's just due to emotions.

I mean, I don't think I can handle all this either.

If I think about it in the opposite position - that's all I'm about to get a fire out of my face.

In fact, Mr. Ashley's face was so bright red that I thought he was on the verge of spraying a fire, hoisting a lid in front of me to line up words of reprimand as to whether it was this or this.

By the way, Flim was keroli the opposite of Mr. Ashley like that. Does it mean that a disciple like me doesn't fall within the scope of a man, but is he not seen naked? [M] It's just that he seems to have a sense of who he is, and he cutely tongues out of Mr. Ashley's back and says, "I'm sorry?" and flew the wink with both hands together. I am afraid of this childhood familiarity because I think it will be forgiven. I forgive you. Me, too.

While in business, I decided to think that was an unfortunate [accident].

Yes. No one gets it, sad [accident].

But the root cause of this...

Mr. Ashley, who sat me upright on a hard floor and burst a gummy and scolding lightning in a semi-crying state, shouted out loud with strength from the bottom of his heart.

"- So someone named you! Really! Never! Be honest! You should remember to act calmly!

"... Yes..."

I stinged and chewed up that almost screaming sermon.