The Dungeon Struggle of an Earth Dragon!

In "Between the Blue Knights" on the eightieth layer of Farbnil -

I couldn't believe the sight in front of me.

Worn out body. Strong enemies like assholes.

In such a pinch of absolute desperation, I speak to him as if he were a TV or comic book hero.

'... Ann, is it?

Kuru, Ann looks at this one with the same face as usual.

There is no expression. But...

"Yes, it's your family, Anne."

In a bouncing tone, Anne answers.

Apparently, it's not a hallucination.

But then the question arises.

"Ho ho... how did you get here? No way, alone?

I can't think of how I got here, and if I did, I'd be alone.

It's not weird that Elibel, Pulu, and the other family members are here, but it feels like Ann is alone when she sees them.

"Mr. Elibel used his magic props to find Lord Earth's place. And he opened the portal and came here. '

Complete the process.

Boulder Elibel, highly capable in vain.

'But - the moment I walked into Farbnil's labyrinth, I seemed to get bulked. I'm lucky, I got out near here, but everyone else... I don't know. Probably. I think he's in the dungeon...

'What...?

The moment you dived through the transfer gate, you said you were out in a different place than you had planned?

'I went out on a large floor near here the minute I dived through the metastasis gate. From there, Master Earth's magic was felt right around the corner, and he rushed to this point. Well, I was attacked by a big demon along the way that I couldn't describe, so I was a little late to come.'

Ann scratched and explained how she had come this far.

'But Elibel, Torres, Plump... everyone can feel their magic. Master Earth, if you'll excuse me, where is this place, Farbnil? We initially planned to transfer to the corner of the fifty-second layer marked by Mr. Elibel…'

I was surprised by the words.

'This is the floor of the eightieth hierarchy lord...?

"Eighty layers...!? Deep down like that...... Huh!?

Apparently, Anne wasn't expecting this to be such a deep place either.

Well, I look at the girl at the entrance.

I thought maybe.

The girl nodded.

"Yeah, it's me."

Lightly, affirmed.

"The ant is here, and the others are on the floor of the hierarchy lord on the sixtieth, seventieth and ninetieth floors, respectively."

Like never before, the white girl talks.

For the first time in my life, I was wary of this girl.

No, it's not alert.

Either that or maybe you're right to say the unidentified fear that comes from the doubt.

Because even at this moment, I don't think I'm the enemy of this girl.

But, because, what's this girl for?

Bring me to this dungeon, let me fight the hierarchy lord, interrupt the rescue of the Anns, and just drop Ann over here, like a chiggy hug. I couldn't understand that behavior.

"I'll tell you later."

'Tell me now... what the hell are you...?

I don't know why.

What the hell is this girl...?

"Dear Earth, I don't mind“ talking to myself, "but now anyway..."

That's what Anne says, look forward.

Take him, the hierarchy owner here, Regin.

"Have we finished talking?

Arm together, Raygin opened his mouth as he watched this one statically.

Apparently, he didn't set it up, and he waited.

'Were you waiting on purpose?

"Uhm. From what I've seen, is your lord one of the dragons there? If a buddy rushes to the pinch, it's called style beauty that stands still. Huhahahahahahahahahaha! I am so forgiving! I'm waiting for as many conversations as I can get!

Anyway, Raegin insists on a self-theory that I don't understand well.

"Really? Thank you for waiting."

That said, Anne sets up a sword.

"Is that enough? I can still wait, right?

'I don't mind. And...'

"And?"

"If we talk, after we eliminate you, we just have to do it slowly."

"Hmm..."

To that provocative remark, Regin untied his arm and took the sword he was stabbing on the ground.

'Just one thing, I want to confirm'

"What?"

"... did you hurt Master Earth?

"Trying to get rid of intruders is natural as a hierarchy owner, right?

'Really, I get it. At least, I think I got a reason to kill you. "

At the same time as words, a great deal of magic is released from Ann.

"Wow... great, magic. That's a big difference from the dragon there. You were so thorough with your looks, weren't you?

I heard something hang up.

At the same time, Anne overflows me with massive killings.

I'm scared. I'm scared, Mr. Ann.

Unexpectedly, Anne is so scared right now that she attaches it.

Surprisingly, the walls made of demonic stones that are supposed to deactivate magic are trembling.

"The sin of hurting Master Earth and even insulting him! I'll have it redeemed!

"Fuhahahahaha, good kill! Really good! Come on, you can try!! I can't run, I can't hide! Let's beat you to pieces and show you!

And the chisel, and the sword of one another, shall have power caged.

Moments.

The two clashed.

Anne was showing herself before Sober and Ground, at the same time.

On the ninetieth floor of Farbnir, "Between the Dead Emperors," -

"Hmmm... you did it..."

Elibel whines to herself as she scratches her head with me.

I said no, my body, looking around, but subtly dim and not good.

"Intervened in the" metastasis gate itself "…. Do you think it's a belly that's going to split our power? Absolutely, how abnormal an individual is this off the road? If our power dispersion is what we're after, then you've been put to good use. Has it become a vendetta that has narrowed the numbers of a few elite..."

The entry into Farbnil is in pairs of four: Ann, Elibel, Torres and Plum.

Entry in the vast majority may prompt furbnil alert in return.

Then it was Elibel and Ann's idea to make it a small number and come with this one's highest power, but that quickly frustrated me.

Hehe, Elibel laughs.

Even in such an anomaly, she enjoyed it.

No, because it's an anomaly, her mind was leaping.

Apparently, you're the only one here.

Activates magic sensing, but very few signs are felt, magic.

Three of them, Anne, Plump and Torres, who entered as well, will definitely be in the dungeon, but what we're looking for is likely to break a bone.

"Well, Anne and the others, you won't have to worry. The equipment and“ insurance ”were also split up. Even one person, even the hierarchical master class, will manage, and more problematically -"

That's what comes to mind when I say that: that stupid thing, the shame dragon, the earth dragon earth.

Activate Magic Sense.

Thin and thin, but I also feel signs of earth.

Apparently he's somewhere in this dungeon.

"Well......, what's going on? Where is this place in the first place?

"Well, here you are, intruder..."

Deep, sounding voices from the bottom of the earth.

At the same time as that voice, the lights fill the dim floor.

Elibel is impressed with a performance like she promised.

She said, "I don't hate style beauty."

I mean, I knew there was someone else on this floor with the magic sensing earlier.

After what I knew, I dared to go through.

"Oh, is it the enemy?

Be deliberate and raise your voice.

In the illuminated hall, in the deepest part of the hall - there was something in a black robe sitting in a luxurious chair for nothing.

The face you see under the robe is a skeleton.

If you carry a large sickle on your back and describe it externally, the expression "Reaper" comes in the tightest.

Elibel sees it as a shiatsu.

"Heh, is it Death Road? From what I've seen, it looks stronger than a 50-story hierarchy owner."

When Elibel once challenged him, the fifty tier hierarchy lord was a demon called Metal Lizard.

As its name suggests, it's a giant lizard made of metal all over its body.

I remember being strong there.

Well, I remember bumping it with one hassle, skinning it, material it, stroking my belly, but the reaper in front of me seems more powerful than that.

"Well... do you know him... Cheng Cheng,“ That girl "seems to have chosen the good ones..."

"... that girl?

Tingling and Elibel react.

I heard a noise like a slurping tongue, so maybe I just reacted to the word "girl".

Even in this situation, Elibel was Elibel.

If the world is the world, it is Elibel who has an immediate case.

But I don't care how such a perverted chick Elibel reacts, and Reaper rises out of his chair.

"But at the same time, expectations and disappointment are great. I can't believe my opponent against the rest of the Death is an understated Arc Skeleton... couldn't he have done a little more decent extraction..."

In winds like Oh man, Reaper shakes his white head.

I'm getting cocky.

No blood vessels, but blue muscles float.

"Heh... what do you mean? I'm glad you could tell me?

"...... If you want to know, show some extra strength. Well, as the same undead, you'll know the difference in character."

…………

From above, I get even more cocky at what my eyes say.

Elibel is intolerant of incitement.

It's a yakuza itself that you can buy at any time in terms of fights.

And it won't be long before they get bumpy. No exceptions.

Bumps and bumps and something cuts.

"You don't seem to know who they are, this fucking skeleton. More so, get this me, this once called a wise man, a special and great genius, and go underground? Ha, but, Death Lord, every time looks great! I'll teach you the difference in character!

Ellibel sets up a cane by stating her mouth exactly like three.

In contrast, Reaper slowly sets up the Great Sickle while remaining calm.

"The rest is Robn. proud, is the ninetieth hierarchical lord of Farbnir"

"I'm Elibel. It's a beautiful skeleton of the world!

I'd call it a skeleton, but if it just looks like it, they're all over it.

They look together in different colors of the game. The difference would be the clothing position.

Or what is a beauty skeleton?

Looking ahead to the impending reaper, Elibel thinks.

- If it feels like this, everyone else will be sent to the Hierarchist...

But if you simply want to annihilate us, there must be a more efficient way to destroy us individually than by taking painful measures...

No, if I could intervene at the transfer gate in the first place, I would have done more to avoid breaking into the fervnil itself than to deliberately scatter this battle force...

What the hell is off the road for?

Intervention in our dungeons?

Or crush each other with fervnil?

Inducing a war between dungeons?

No, none of this will stick......

Or...

"- Where are you looking?

Oh, the skeleton of the Hierarchist is coming this way.

I'm not out of line, so I was wondering if you could slow me down. So the premature ejaculation...

Well, good.

Anyway, now, shall we concentrate on this fight?

Ground, I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to ask you to wait.

It's okay, I'll get rid of it with quick effects and head that way.

And it's bad for Earth, but you're a little silly and excited.

A dungeon of farbnil, its deep hierarchical lord, who once stopped attacking along the way (bored to be exact).

Off the road with the ability to alter dungeons like I've never seen before.

- Wouldn't it be a loss not to enjoy such a superb anomaly?

I set up a cane, leaping my chest only at the bones without any irregularities.

Well, for now, shall we bump him out?

In the seventieth layer of Farbnil, "Between Steel Fluids," -

When Elibel was confronted by the Dead King Robin, there were people here who were staring at each other.

Plump.

He was confronted with the hierarchical lord of the seventieth hierarchy, just like the plump others.

The look of it - it looked just like me.

I mean, slime.

Its name is Lung.

The race name is Huge Metal Slime.

The superior presence of slime species separate from the self of Gratney Hell Slime.

There is definite hostility in those crushed eyes.

Different from yourself, the slime you see for the first time makes you feel puffy and alert.

Both paired with bees.

Well, from the sight of it, the two slimes are just purple trembling at each other.

"Pulu! Puffy!" Lung

"Phew! Pfft!" Pfft

"Puppy! Pulu!" Lung

"Pfft!?...... pu, pu!" Plum

"Pfft, pfft! Pu pu pu! Puffy ~?" Lung

"Pu......!? PUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!"

Launch an assault on Pulp Lung as he screams.

The fierce fighting began.

At least translate, no one puts in the penetration.

There's no one here but them.

Well, if you look at it from scratch, the two slimes are just shaking their puffy bodies and poking at each other.

Anyway, a fierce fight started.