Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

I felt like I was walking through an invisible cave.

“Gizgerai...? ”

The world returns to the voice of the duc looking up at the sky.

A warm voice like you've done what needs to be done.

I can hear that voice.

I have something to protect.

Gizgerai.

I can't lose her, too.

I felt afraid that I wasn't alone.

Should I kill myself right now? ’

But is there any guarantee that I will die and the world will be cut off?

If the variation of 'since I died’ is reflected.

This is where I die.

The possibility of disappearing to Gizgerai.

Especially since the duc is out there, I don't know how it will affect the world since I killed myself.

‘I shouldn't have come...! ’

It was time to cry out for escape.

The Duke looked proud.

I looked up at the sky and muttered with a embarrassed face.

“Dragon... Fire...? ”

Through the darkness covered by clouds of gray.

A huge cry bursts out from the sky.

Kössaa

A huge hole was drilled into the sky, which was thick with darkness.

The sky opens and the flames are hurled straight down into the duc.

Since the flames burned through the air, the air on the coast melted and turned into a fire-fighting Qi.

Even the distant waters of the sea evaporated into the air.

“What……. ”

Anything that can melt and evaporate goes through the duc.

The moment the duc quickly dodged the body, leaving a note like that, "belonging to this world"

Instead, the flames spread wings and chased him away.

Quadrudruple!

The flames have wings, followed by hands. The burning hand grabs the duc.

And he took it into his new mouth.

“There's no such magic... Khhh! ”

The duc screams for no reason.

The duc's face was chewed out by flame teeth, and the blue flame floor was his.

I entered my mouth and melted my mouth, neck and intestines.

The delicate and persistent flame of a moving dragon snatches the duc both inside and outside at the same time. Dozens of sparks alternate, descending from different parts of the duc.

There are dozens of sparks burning flesh, blood vessels, bones, nerves in giant fire trunks.

The torn flesh and the flame that swallowed the blood exploded from each other.

The Duke's whole body quickly turns white ash.

‘This is… the power of… dragons…. ’

I'm not on my own.

If you're ready for an attack with the help of others.

You mean you can do this much?

You feel a hot heat on your side, but the flames created by the Necromancer spread surprisingly only over the duc's body, as if you knew exactly what to attack.

Strong.

Far more than any flame I've ever seen, even than the black flame that ignites the sword itself, and the burning flame that comes with the special power of the Knight of Death.

It was a terrible flame.

The blue things rise and fall again, and rise again in the crumbling ashes.

Even the smallest speck of dust could be used as my furnace, and the breath of dragons was completely intoxicated and mixed with flames to burn one another.

But...

Can we really, really win?

It's not all there is to see.

The opponent is‘ outside ’.

“Gizgerai! Run! ”

I thumped at the sky.

Do they even have the power to hear such a weak shout?

“No, observe how well this power works. ”

I hear voices coming from an airship soaring high in the air.

"Observe..."? ’

Gizgerai wanted to give information about an attack that would sacrifice his life, possibly endangering his own existence.

Gurrrrrrrrrrrrr!

The duc could not escape the flames of his command.

White ashes scatter.

The tens of sparks that burst out were scattered in different directions, biting the white ashes, and then exploded again into thousands of fireflies, taking the ashes and scattering them into places that cannot be shelled.

The water of the sea evaporates towards the flames, rising to the thick clouds elsewhere, and the light shines widely.

But...

“Ahh... ”

Deep sigh.

It leaked out through the voice-over on the aircraft.

A familiar voice from the Necromancer.

“Gizgerai! Elwin Esau...! Run away...! ”

Can you hear it or can you not hear it?

You hear a voice on the plane, which lowers the altitude quickly.

“Open your inventory! ”

The famous nun cried out.

“Inventory... Tori? ”

“Pick it up! We don't have time!”

A famous nun throws something small and shiny.

Shhh!

The size of a fist.

The Golden Bug model enters your inventory at an incredible speed.

“What the……. ”

The famous nun exclaimed unilaterally.

“I broke into the Tropical Brigade headquarters, beat the crap out of them. All of them anyway.

It doesn't matter because it's the end of the yard. ”

“No, this doesn't matter, you guys, run! ”

“That's all that matters, you idiot. ”

It was the voice of Gizgerai who kept the flame alive.

Did you really hear me?

Or did he make that sound because he could have predicted it without even hearing it?

Over-effective!

The flame was attacking a floating orb in the air.

“That doesn't go away completely. All I can do is hold on to it with a firestick... Hehehe... If we don't bring some real dragons... Let's really... find them... next time... ”

The Necromancer jokes until the end, raising his burning shoulder.

The planes are stumbling and staggering, either part of the magic circle or elsewhere.

Suddenly, the flame weakens.

Scattered ashes.

They were regrouping from the ground, from the sea, from the sky.

And they were holding up the beads that were floating in the same spot.

For some reason.

The color of the black bead that absorbed Lena fades slowly, causing a white crack to appear everywhere.

< What a huge capacity... is this error...?

I don't know what you're talking about.

That Gizgerai cannot be absorbed.

It didn't seem like a story.

Slowly.

The orb was steadily approaching the top towards the airship.

< Elwin… Elwin… eh… Sau…

The rising ash reads the nun's name as if it were vibrating.

I feel creepy.

< Gis… g… r….

She also takes her name from the flames.

There is no beauty, no rhyme.

The horror reaches out violently.

The goal is clear.

‘Damn……. ’

It's obvious what the orb is trying to do that has absorbed everyone.

“Run!”

Boo-hoo!

I don't know what right you people have... to ruin this world... but it's over...

"What right? ’

"Ruin the world"? ’

It was as if he was the owner of the world.

Not enough arrogance to see everything under your feet.

His will is the world.

What you want is rationality.

Extremely narrow and distorted gaze, which I think is an error.

I don't know what he is.

The disgust rises more intensely as a deceiver of thoughts more human-like than humans.

The people of Embermere who died off the coast rather than the ducs.

idealists falling from the sky.

Those who came aboard the ship and died in the explosion of the power plant should be called the ‘Master of the World’.

Like Isaac said.

They're just guests.

We must be the people of this world.

I can't believe they took my friends from me like that.

Of course, there was nothing you could do but hate.

The flight boats of Gizgerai and the Starlight Fox rise in altitude.

Ash-bearing beads.

It goes up a little faster than that.

I can't do anything else right now.

‘I'm going to kill myself……. ’

If the nerve wasn't distributed to Gizgerai by now, there's a good chance that even suicide will fail.

The longer we wait, the bead will reach the plane.

It's really all over.

We must avoid such despair.

They know the repetition of the world.

If you wait here, you'll get 100% of Red Flake's allies.

I don't know what would happen if it were suicide.

At first, I hesitated that suicide was really the right way.

I postponed my suicides to get my colleagues away somehow, but now it's wrong.

The possibility of the world starting and ending around me.

Even those who can "pull" someone out of the world.

I hope to go back to the beginning with my regression.

No matter how unlikely it may be, we have to bet on it now.

There is no other choice.

Boom.

An airship caught in the fire explodes and falls.

It would be a minimal cover if we were surrounded.

Guava light!

I saw the idealists flying over me, and I blew their skulls right off.

The crackling, pulverized stiff dust poured into the air like glass.

Quiet.

I hear no birds, no grass, no wind in the dark.

A familiar sound is heard inside.

Knock

Knock, knock.

Use the falling sound of water to find out the structure of the cave.

A familiar cave.

Where Gizgerai stayed with Durahan.

Is he... dead? ’

Suicide was a success.

Regression skills remain intact.

‘Status window.’

I don't know when.

Now I could float that simple without even saying it out loud.

[Knight of Death Lv.8…….]

No job, no skills.

‘Sword salt.’

Guaguaguaguava!

Spending Magic Power can re-cast an extreme skill, but it is not a burden.

An enormous aura of fire boils from the empty darkness.

Lurium still flows through the body.

It reminds me of when the Duke tried to give me away in the world.

I was tempted again by the time I stopped it for some reason.

The one who embarrassed it was Lena....

I felt overwhelmed with guilt that I couldn't move my body.

If you think about it, it may have been the same result even if you did not go to seek it, but there is no value in such consolation.

[Inventory Lv.? Trigger.]

‘This... remains. ’

Gizgerai and the Starlight Fox.

The golden worm model they gave me at the end is in their hands.

A replica of a bug in Red Flake headquarters, and a model that was brought into the Tropical Brigades and wrecked.

‘There are seven of them. ’

Starts with two of them, including one you never thought of.

‘It's all thanks to Gizgerai. ’

‘If Lena is gone.... ’

I feel terrible just thinking about it, but I keep thinking about it.

This golden bug.

Officer, if she's not here right now, we're gonna need to get her out of the Trophin Brigade.

It must have been hard.

Kick it. Kick it.

Feel the vibration slowly with your hands.

Something's not right.

Dallac.

I thought, grabbing the dirt outside the coffin with my hands.

The identity of the camouflage... ….

Silence.

Why is it so empty? ‘

There's no one around.

Rather than Gizgeraina Durahan, it is a cavern without an undead, apart from me.

Same starting position.

The last time it was clear that Gizgerai and Durahan were preparing for the assassination of the Emperor.

’There's no difference. ‘

I didn't know what was happening.

‘…/gap?,

Pot!

I got up.

‘Scenario.’

Tiring!

[Current Slot: 3/4]

[Always Scenario ‘Ruler in Storm’ is active.]

[Constant scenario, "Evolving Helper" is active.]

[EX Class Scenario, Saving Gizgerai ’in Progress!]

Rubia.

Lena.

Gizgerai.

All three of her scenarios were simultaneously activated.

‘No way... ’

It's clear Lena was harvested from the world.

Scenario remains.

A manager who erases history.

Despite the Black Bead.

How the scenario did not disappear and remained unclear.

‘That story……. ’

Maintaining the scenario doesn't tell you anything.

Most hopefully.

Gizgerai is not in this place.

Lena, the scenario is over.

Both of them could be gone, or they could all be left behind.

But most desperately.

The young Duke who invaded Embermere absorbed the Gizgerai into the beads.

After that, it is possible that the entire city has been absorbed.

Imagine it all.

I was afraid just to show my footing where the reality was.

I was scared.

I just wanted to step back, hit my head in the cave, and avoid everything.

I wanted to confirm their existence by just looking at the floating scenario messages.

But that's an insult.

It is an insult to the key to legacy, for the two golden worm models Gizgerai gave him.

It is an insult to Lena's last act by the duc, letting me run away with a letter.

The past is past.

Then we have to take full responsibility for it.

Even if it's irreversible.

Nothing is as cowardly as turning away and not checking.

I...

Dallac.

Once again,

I walked out of the cave.