The Dungeon Struggle of an Earth Dragon!

12. Training landscape and erosion landscape

Deep in the dungeon...

I was visiting a training ground deep down.

When you dive into the transfer gate and enter the training ground, Anne, Torres and Plump combine are already in a mock fight.

At the wall, Lassetes refrained, and there seems to be others, but they're all focused or they don't seem to realize that I've come in.

Tres has set up a degraded version of Levertine (recently rebuilt by me), which is swelling up the puffiness.

The opposing Ann stands silently by her sword.

A moment of silence.

"Whoa, whoa!

"Pulu!!

Torres and Pulp moved.

A multitude of spheres of light about a meter unfolds around the tres...... deck!?

What are you talking about? I thought a polar flame was fired from there.

"" Extremely Flaming Song Burial "-!

Torres was screaming his moves name.

Oh Cheng Cheng, is that a new move......

A flaming spear with a tremendous amount of heat, that's what... Hmm... sixteen?

Every single one of them is a hell of a magic trick. Wouldn't it be king-ranked if we put all that together?

That fires at Ann.

I wonder how we're going to deal with it.

"- Sweet!

How dare Anne burst into flames without cowardice and cut all the spears of flames with the Devil's Sword Ridil.

"Uh-huh!?

Torres is surprised.

Oh, no. Was the power of the Devil's Sword Riddill a magic nullification?

Did that sword have that effect, too, as Regin's armor had disabled his magic?

You can well get into that whirlpool of flames.

That's a lot of nerve.

No, Torres' long-range shooting doesn't exert its power if it's not somewhat distant.

Then I guess it means pruning before the range is shallow and maximally effective.

That would be effective.... but I can't do it.

Ann soothes and gently sits on the cloak even in the whirlpool of flames.

... Knock it off, I thought it was a little good too.

"Pruh!

At the same time as the flames were torn apart, the puffy tentacles unfolded to surround Ann.

When you see where you are absorbing the flames, do the tentacles themselves become absorbing magic?

Attempt to detain Anne quickly.

If they get tangled and captured, they absorb magic and quickly become powerless.

If that happens, Ann loses.

But...

"Triple Acid Spear."

Ann fires three acid spears from her mouth and penetrates a portion of her tentacles. The tentacles were further diminished and the sword was waved to escape the gap.

"Pfft!?

"It's sweet, Pulp. Look, it's a royal hand. -" Transmission "'

"Pru!?

Uh, that's a puffy one.

Because Anne knows she can use acid, she should develop her normal dietary tentacles instead of absorbing magic. That way even acid can absorb it.

Plus, the tentacles are slowly expanding. It should have moved at the same time as Tres' sorcery would have been activated.

That would have reduced Ann's options.

The infiltration of Plum Ann, who has allowed him to approach, is determined.

Paaaaaaaan! and flew all the way.

Shock absorption didn't seem to make it.

I know you're not dead, but you can't fight for a while. It's de facto retaliation.

That's amazing, Anne's got a crush on Tres and her puffy opponent.

"Ah!? Ploo!?

"You're full of gaps, too, Torres!

Plumpy and upset, Tres allowed clam proximity, its brainy glare chops.

Torres fainted when he let Ukiyu and his eyes wander.

Well, Torres is a complete ranged attack type.

Would it be if it were approached?

I wish I had taken care of it when I was almost approached.

It doesn't have to be Robin's “Muspelheim” line, but I think it would be a plus for Torres if there was such a tangled magic.

If I were approached, I'd use the alchemy to get to the point of impact. Wait a minute.

Whoa, whoa, what are you thinking? What about me?

Why are you simulating me when I fight Anne?

That's crazy.

- Are you sure this is crazy?

... No, that's weird.

I can't believe I want to fight voluntarily.

Shake your head with the boom and I'll see what's going on at the training ground.

'... hmm?

Two, a shadow sneaking behind Ann.

I...

"There's a gap. I'm sorry!

It's Saint Dragon Elja.

He is shaking Ann's head down with an umbrella in his hand that remains human.

An unintentional strike is dirty. Boulder Saint Dragon Dirty.

"Ahahahahaha! Today! Here! I will defeat you and wipe out the trauma of the past!

Did he still have it in his roots that Anne bumped him out in the middle layer...

"And then I confess to Master Earth that it's sunny and it's my turn - what... huh? Yes, sir."

Ann was taking the umbrella lightly with her sword. And with one hand.

And I normally refuse that confession.

'... Hello, Elja. I've been aware you've been lurking behind me for a while now, but you've been intruding at a rather rough time, haven't you?

Anne with a chuckle smile.

Elja blues in contrast.

I was aware -!? It's a look like that.

... No, you didn't erase any signs or magic at all.

Then I'll find out.

The minute even I walked into the training ground, I noticed Elja fucking behind Ann's back.

There's no way Anne hasn't noticed.

Not to mention raising your voice at the moment of attack.

I'm not stupid......

"Ah... haha..."

……

……

Two people staring silently.

"-" Hi-ha, light, my flesh. ""

"Tei"

Brain Heaven Chop quickly against Elja with a sticky grin.

Elja faints while saying wow.

I knew it wasn't who I was. Can't I leave my hands and feet as I am?

Elja's arm is fitted with a bracelet that limits her magic.

Holy Dragon - that is, a substitute for forbidding it to be what it is, and pushing it to remain in a state of restricted human form of power.

Why are you doing this if Elja's father - the neighbors of Khalsharud - asked me to?

Until now, Elja has been able to push all of that with her magic and taste and physical abilities, born as a Holy Dragon, and she hasn't trained or studied in combat at all.

Well, it looks like the main cause is his father's spoil.

For this reason, from the use of magic, the denial of signs, the way to fight, everything is cluttered.

Evidence of this is that it was enchanted with junctions and debilitating magic so that it was good for Gizzie in the middle dungeon.

The dragons in the vicinity always wanted to do something about it, so they asked Elibel to do it when Elja started living here.

Something about how hard it was to keep my father's Halshalud from knowing.

… and the result is this.

You don't seem to have improved.

He can't help but sweeten himself to his physical abilities as a dragon and his immense magic powers and neglect to train, Elja said.

......... It's like I heard it somewhere, but I guess it's my fault.

Yeah, I'm sure he is.

By the way, Elja's strength when he became Holy Dragon is at the top of the disaster class.

Farbnil and each other, or more, they say.

Looking at it with that in mind, this time Rasetsu, who had refrained from doing so on the wall, came forward.

"Ann, please be with the awkward who wasn't me next"

'Is it Lassetes...... Good, call me from anywhere.'

"Yes!... yes"

That's how he pulls the knife out, and Rasetsu is slashed by Ann.

It's a fast step into a position where you're likely to hear a wind cut called Hyun.

At the moment of the clash with Ann, a tremendous shock wave broke out and the two began a fierce melee.

By the way, Elja, who had fallen nearby due to the shock, plunged into the blow-up wall.

The skeletons, who were holding back on the wall, are desperately on the rescue mission.

They're in trouble too......

We're both focused and it's hard to speak...

I know everyone's working hard, and I think that's enough.

All right, I'm sorry to interrupt and let's go back inside unnoticed.

I decided to leave with the snack replacement demon stone I brought by the entrance and the 'Good Luck' note (the one I wrote on the peeled skin).

Well, I guess I'll go to the middle class next time because of it.

Gizzie's report said it was time for the idea I had thought about before to be implemented, and let's go see that.

I dived through the transfer gate and moved to the middle dungeon.

But seriously, no one noticed how many signs you were erasing... Kind of lonely......

- By the way, the writing that Earth then left behind would be the first thing Anne found and quickly recovered, and she would be gobbly happy and bored holding it to her chest in her own room, but that's another story.

And you will be witnessed and smiled at by the next generation of queen species, desperately making excuses, but that's another story as well.

In the third layer of the dungeon surface layer -.

"Well..."

There was one man standing in the aisle of the illuminating dungeon of the Light Demon Stone.

A blonde in his late twenties or so.

With a straight face, a sharp gaze that overlooks everything, and ruffled clothing, neither weapons nor protective equipment are worn in a busy manner.

Not very much, but I couldn't say I was a dungeon challenger.

His name is Janu.

He's the head of Tenryu.

"Well, according to the story, this neighborhood was about twenty stories high."

Yanu rebuts the information he heard from Leonaroid about this dungeon.

According to this, this dungeon has twenty levels of hierarchy as it dives through the entrance, and at its bottom there is a transfer gate leading to the dungeon of its destiny.

She said it must be the original defensive line ahead of the dungeon diving through that transfer gate.

I mean, first of all, we have to get to that dungeon of fate.

"Hmm... Let's do a little digging first..."

The quickest thing to do is destroy the dungeon, but I don't have much taste in it.

Besides, I'd be lying if I told you I wasn't interested in a dungeon made by a wise man.

So what do we do?

Yanu has an awesome grin.

his usual means when attacking dungeons.

The dungeon attack method he is best at.

Something overflowed with magic from Zubzub and his body.

It instantly eroded the dungeon.

In the tenth layer of the dungeon surface -.

The dungeon was still busy with the adventurers today.

They are fighting the installed golems and challenging the dungeons as they collect demonic stones and weapons from the crates installed everywhere.

At first glance, the earth and the others appear to be losing money unilaterally, but in fact the demonic stones and weapons obtained in the superficial layer are mass-produced products that are not very important to the earth and the others, so it is not a great deal of damage.

On the contrary, daily visits by a wide variety of adventurers have accumulated experience in the Golems and Gizzies, and moreover the dead bodies are close to positive overall income and expenditure because they can be undead and used for dungeon side warfare and meat dumplings to feed the demons.

Ex: Umer.

Furthermore, Gizzie records the magic information of all the adventurers she has challenged, so assuming that the same adventurer has arrived, immediate measures are taken to adjust the difficulty so that she returns from one place to another.

In doing so, don't forget to color the weapons and demon stones in the crate somewhat.

It's a really nasty system that stimulates consumers like the pussy table.

"Okay, do you want to pull up today in this position"

"Well, the magic stone in the chest was superb, and the cash changer won't be in trouble for a while."

"Switch to gold at the cash exchange at the entrance." Okay? Hold her for a while. "

"Right, haha"

The adventurers, who are successfully ducked in the dungeons like that, go up the stairs leading up, saying that they have made money today - as well.

But that day was different.

"Hmm? Hey, what's this noise?

"... sound?

"No, I heard something like water flowing..."

"Huh? Am I wrong to hear that? Here in the dungeon - what!?

"Hey, what the heck!?

The adventurers' legs stop.

Everyone has a surprised look.

That would be so.

Because they couldn't believe what was looming in front of them.

It's - it's a ton of water.

It's like a giant turbulence in a dirt stream.

That's what's fast approaching them.

"Hey, what the hell? Awwwwwwww!?" "Ha, help -" "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" "Hey, well - ahhh!?" "Gahhhhhhhhh!

There was no way to resist them in a dungeon with no escape.

Soon the adventurers will be swallowed by turbulence.

An invasion of the dungeon by Tenryu began.