The Dungeon Struggle of an Earth Dragon!

In the final layer of Farbnil, "Between the Gold," -

Fully armed, I look to the front.

Demons gushing out in large numbers.

I wave my arms sideways towards them.

Just that produces a tremendous shock wave, and more than ten demons are blown up and turned into meat chunks.

"Wow, that's powerful..."

A few times more armed than just your hands and feet, or if you're bad, you're up close to ten times?

Inflation is also a good place.

Confirm the sensation of the shaken arm.

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At the moment of their death, the demons disappear into particles of light.

This is the same trait as the golems created by my dungeon demon, Gizzie.

Demons created by dungeons are restored as magic to dungeons when they die.

"Kill Se! Kill Se! Kill Se!

Farbnil, no. The labyrinth nucleus skips instructions as they scream.

I wonder how effective the earlier attack was.

The vessel candidate, who I thought was missing, is in a hurry because of his rapid power-up.

On instructions, the demons are coming at me.

It's not just the front.

Even from crushed walls and passages, one demon after another emerges.

Probably calling the demons in this hierarchy and upper levels from one end to the other.

"Guississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississississ!" "Bush, bush!" Grrrrrrrrrr!! "" Goagoa! "" Gallulululululu! "" Jullululu, "" Geegee, "" Shashashashashasha, "" Osh Osh, "" Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

Demons coming towards us with a roar.

But Farbnil.

You saw that earlier, right?

“Me now." Well, that doesn't mean anything to these guys.

I caged my powers in my legs and stuck them in a bunch of demons like bullets

Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby!

In addition, the aftermath of the shock blew up all the demons around him.

"What... dato...?

Not long ago, I came to the front of Farbnil.

The labyrinth nucleus is an unbelievable expression I said.

But immediately move on to the offensive.

I shook that golden arm down for me.

I'll take it with one hand.

Now I can't get cracks in it.

No, on the contrary - -.

"Gu...... hahahahahahahahahahahaha!?

Farbnil distorts his face in pain.

The scales on his arms are cracked and peeled by the way.

The fervnil I beat up was more wounded.

'It's not just physical ability. Hardness has risen to tremendous levels...'

Is this different when you arm the whole body instead of the “part”?

Indeed, as Elibel said, it is incredibly enhanced in terms of combat capability.

Can we go back... for now, that's later.

Now, get rid of the problem in front of you.

Farbnil distanced himself from me and opened his mouth wide.

That setup...

"Gigaaaaaaaa!!!

- - Braces!!

A run of golden magic pushes over.

It's like a golden tsunami.

But I'm not afraid.

You don't have to be afraid.

I breathe softly.

"Gaaaaaaaa!!!

I let go of my braces so I could fight them.

The braces we let go of each other clash.

Zudududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududududud!!!!

The two braces became a giant twist of magic and spread to the entire dungeon.

But the damage itself is small.

Because my unleashed braces almost offset the power of Farbnil's unleashed braces.

Only a pleasant wind of magic runs through my body.

If you look, Farbnil has his mouth open with a puff.

No more words, I guess.

The power of the braces is growing.

It's not just the surface part of the flesh.

The amount of magic you can spit out also seems to have been enhanced for some parts of your lungs and in your mouth.

Jump again and pack the distance.

"Huh!!

Nail strike.

Reinforced my nails easily cleave the furbnil scales.

Farbnil flashes in agony.

But not yet.

I'll add a pursuit.

With fangs, fists, tails.

Each time, Farbnil's flesh is mutilated and worn out.

"- Oh, Father! If you do any more, Fall will die!

From behind, a voice sounded off the road.

'It's all right! I'm not gonna kill you! But I'm gonna blow it thoroughly! I can't move!

"Huh!?

A girl off the road sounds like she's going to cry, but I'm sorry, I can't hear you. I can't hear you.

I'm really sorry.

But I don't have a choice.

It is not the personality of the mineral dragon that dominates Farbnil today, but the labyrinth nucleus.

It's also a state where defensive instincts run wild and little conversation is formed.

Whether you want to kill Farbnil or extend his life, there's no way it's going to be made up in the present state.

So somehow we need to put “Farbnil” personality back on the table.

So, what do we do?

Easy.

- - I'll leave it to Mr. Elibel.

The Round Throw.

How could I, then? I can't think of a way to get Farbnil back, let alone extend his life.

But he should be able to.

Dungeon Destruction is a ridiculous theory assembled, armed. If you are a wise man who fixed my hands and feet and created a pseudo-labyrinth nucleus, it must be possible.

All I can do is step before that.

Keeping the fervnil bumpy and weakened until completely immobile.

For example, even if you were in a runaway state dominated by a labyrinth nucleus, it would be easier to strike your hands if you hurt yourself to the point where you can't move.

......... Really, I don't like it.

Although I breathed and saw it off the road, in the end, all I could do was sit in the front seat to solve the problem.

But still good.

Even if it's a front seat or a chore, if that helps the lead, I'm happy to take it on.

So, if this kid - off the road makes you smile, it's cheap.

I'll bet you as much on my life as I want.

Oh, my God.

"Crouch... hah..."

Already, Farbnil is worn out.

I haven't even caught up with my magic recovery.

Can we do this?

'That's it...... it's over, Farbnirr!!

Another blow.

Now I decide.

That was the next moment I thought so.

Gakun, and.

I fell off my knees.

"- Huh!?

"Ah... let...?

I can't move my body.

I shudder when I'm reluctant, and I can't move one finger.

How could you?

It's not out of magic.

I still have a lot of magic.

If so, there is one possible reason.

- - Limits of the flesh (time limit).

It's the same as it was when Valed.

The biological flesh, left only slightly behind, cannot accompany the armed flesh and is screaming.

You can't even arm a boulder with the organs it needs to sustain life.

That part reached its limit in just a few dozen seconds, not withstanding my armored battle.

Limits too soon.

Not so long ago, my original flesh was - brittle.

My body, only two years old, was too young to move with full body armament.

"- Ha ha..."

Blood overflows from the bumps and mouth.

The moment I realized the damage, the intense pain hit me.

Ferbnil stared cold at the sight.

Together, Farbnil exhaled deeply, whether he cooled down to that unfolding or out of relief.

And Ferbnil raises his hand.

Then the demons gathered again.

Demons gushing out of walls and ceilings cover the hall again.

"Dangerous nakattaga, kolede end waridana intruder yo......"

Farbnil declares as he bleeds out of his bottoms and mouth.

He said it was his own win.

'........................... Oh, you're right'

"Last Nimou Once Dake, Qu Wu. Are you mad at me, Ninataka?

"I don't like it."

"Deja Death, sir."

After all, no matter how hard I try, I can't be the hero.

But that's fine.

I bought time.

Because - the real protagonist (hero) always comes late.

Ferbnil tried to stab me in the face, the next moment.

Kah! And the ceiling glowed.

At the next moment, polar columns of light appear in front of you.

No, that might as well be described as a "swirl of light” in one way or another.

With a tornado-like twist, the Vortex of Light cut out the space in front of me.

Yeah, I've seen this sight once.

"Na, what dakoleja?

After a few seconds, the light subsides.

There, there was a big hole.

Everywhere, there's a big hole like the one that goes on up there.

This is... this procedure is...

- It's not lame.

A well-acquainted voice, heard from that hole.

Something's coming down.

There are four shadows that came down.

The shadow lines up before me.

Are you all right, Master Earth?

"Phew."

"Ah, Father - your mistress!

And one of them stands before me.

"... Ha, I'm not breaking my promise, you idiot"

Gatsun and a twisted cane. He slaps me in the head.

It didn't hurt.

"Ha ha, no words to give back............ but thank goodness"

Was it a surprise that I honestly thanked him for scratching his head with poly and no hair?

"... well, but you're not a hard-working person. Leave it to us and rest there."

I see those four.

'I'm sorry, guys. Thanks......'

Ann, Plum, Torres, and Elibel.

I can count on you more than anyone - my family (Kagaku) has assembled.

- Episode Twenty: The Power to Gather