To Deprive a Deprived Person

More than a hundred unspeakable bodies were exposed to the eyes of the Black Dragon.

Only one dragon magic, exercised by the Black Dragon, was creating this tragedy. There were some who breathed slightly, but picking one of the knights as if the black dragon's hook claw would pick up even a pebble, he threw it unconstitutionally. The average weight of the Knights led by Peter Litt would be 90 kg, and 140 kg would be superior if you added up the gear that is wrapped around you. The thrown man never lost momentum until he created a red stain on the labyrinth wall. The Knights, led by Peter Litt, who has been shown the power of the outside world, are prepared to die.

The Black Dragon that Peter Litt and the others are trying to defeat is roughly eighteen meters long.

It has been debated over the years among those studying dragons, but those who claim that strength and age can be measured by the size of the dragon's horns, those who base their nails and fangs on length, some of whom say they know how many years they lived by the size of their eyes. And those who claim to know the strength of dragons from their body length.

Given that the normal Fire Dragon or Ground Dragon adult is 12-15 meters, the relative Black Dragon stature now was jumping through one.

One dragon scale at a time was pitch black, exposed to numerous arrows and magic but not even scratched one. On the contrary, several arrows were stabbed in the area where the dragon scales and skin were lost and exfoliated.

Bonnie, there are 17 to 19 meters of that black dragon.

"I don't struggle if I know strength by size. Is the bell ringing more than that, Connie?

"My eardrums are ringing just now. Just..."

"Just?"

"I can't hear you from that kid, not just the Black Dragon."

Connie's unique skills include the sound of a warning bell. This unique skill sounds bells and warns Connie when the target is outnumbered by Connie in combat.

Now there was a loud bell ringing in Connie's head.

"At least with the Jagat bear bastard, it's a battle."

Connie thinks of her own party leader, Jagat the Bear, who is not here. It was usually a pattern while I was fighting all the time, but Connie admitted that once I dived into the labyrinth, there was no avant-garde position I could count on more.

"You can talk about the guy who's not here. And you think you can hear the bell from that kid, too? I'm just surprised he survived The Enrio of Decay without dying for a month after that......!? You want me to tell you something amazing, too?

"Oh, my God, don't put it on. Just say it."

"That kid, it looks like he's been over the rotten swamp. I can see it in your eyes."

"WHAT... THAT!? Sure, the mud in the rotten swamp snaps."

When Connie gazed and looked at Yu's feet, there was purple hedro-like mud snapping from knee to foot.

As Connie and the others have been saying, "Rotten Marsh" is a marshland that stretches from 48 layers to 49 layers of "Enrio of the Decay Realm". Toxic gases erupting from the swamp, in purple-colored mud, contained poison, and toxins so powerful that they would go into the afterlife in the dozens of minutes of things if they proceeded to the swamp without countermeasures. Many of the demons that live in the swamp also lurk in the swamp, jumping out of the swamp and attacking them at the same time as the prey approaches. Those who proceed without bypassing the 'Rotten Swamp' must do so while protecting themselves from the harsh environment and the invisible demons.

It is a famous story among the many adventurers who live in the Kingdom of Oudon that one nobleman sent his prized private soldiers to the "Enrio of the Decay Realm" without hiring adventurers familiar with the "Enrio of the Decay Realm" and were attacked by marsh poisons and demons and left alone to lose their lives because they proceeded without bypassing the "Decay Marsh".

Black dragon wings. There are holes all over the wings, the wind caused by wings as long as ten meters long becomes a wild storm, which strikes Peter Litt and the others.

"Just wings are this power. Take it!? Isn't this like eating a 'hurricane' on the fourth floor of black magic?"

"Dear Morderon, I have a child! And I don't believe it. In this storm, we're headed for the Black Dragon!

"Hey, who...!?

Peter Litt and the others clinging to the ground to avoid being blown away by the storm caused by the Black Dragon see Yu walking away as if nothing was going on in the wild storm with astonishment.

"You... Ka et al., I feel the dragon no factor. Did you get it with So-so's eyes?

"Ha, you're a talking lizard a lot. Just call me."

"Huh! Fool Me, amegramas bagniata morvonog las terras -"

The dragon magic that devastated Peter Litt's Knights in one shot, "Dragon Light Random," is concentrated on one Yu and released. Hundreds of lights come under the yu as they draw light. I thought everyone in Peter Litt's and the others were dead. That's when Yu swings his left arm sideways.

Suddenly more than the ground, columns of iron pop up multiple times, forming an iron wall that protects the yu from light. Some of the iron walls that have undergone dragonlight indiscriminate evaporation, but soon the next iron wall will.

"That's..." Ironwall "on the fifth floor of Black Magic! And I can't believe that such a child expands the magic of high altitude so extensively..."

One of Peter Litt's leading knights marvels at Yu's magic.

"All right, let's put some potion and healing magic on the living within the present."

"Yes, I did. The healing magic worker treats the wounded! Use the potion if you can't use it! Whoever's out of potion, carry the wounded!

Those who have been instructed by Peter Litt will be handily proceeding with the treatment of the injured.

The knights, who are treated for their injuries, become enthralled in an out-of-person battle that can be expanded in front of them.

"Oh Nole! Bo remriua zavorgiu ague a trafero" Go Velve Rain ""

Black Magic There is a magic called 'Acid Rain' on the third floor. The magic that unleashes on the subject of acid rain, but the dragon magic "Go Velve Rain" unleashed by Black Dragon towards Yu strikes Yu as if it were turbulent rather than rain. The iron wall unfolded by Yu is swallowed and melted by a river of acids, and Yu has no way of panicking against the river of acids with no escape, swinging his left arm sideways, as he did earlier. The wind gathers in front of Yu, creating a blast in an instant. The blast pushes the river of acid back to the Black Dragon.

I can roar black dragons who have eaten a blast and a river of acid properly.

"Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!! Onole! Oh, my!! I'm proud of you, Kiryu.

There is no pain in the black dragon that has been turned undead, but the acid invades from the rotten area and the meat dissolved by the acid raises the smoke.

"Big but magical."

Yu jumps when he runs under a black dragon who has forgotten me. Swing the spirited sword squeezed with both hands through the black dragon's left shoulder into a slash. The tough dragon skin of the black dragon, the robust dragon scale is slashed and torn without sound. Now it's time for the Black Dragon to raise a silent scream. Black dragons storm without shame or outside hearings.

A storm caused by the wings of a rampant black dragon causes the hemp bag thrown by Yu earlier to fly under Connie and the others.

"Now I can get away with it, but I'll see what happens when I get here."

Bonifarts nods as he grins bitterly at Connie's words.

"Right. Connie said... it's that hemp bag."

"Is that the hemp bag the kid was throwing at you? You've heard voices since then, haven't you?

"Oh."

In the storm, Connie and the others go under the hemp bag as they drop their hips. The hemp bag measures about 80 cm (L) and 30 cm (W) cylindrical. Bonifarts used to say he could hear two people from this hemp bag, but even a little kid was the size he couldn't fit in.

"So, help me... please... there's someone there... right?

All of a sudden, Connie and the others stand up for the help they hear from the hemp bag. When Connie, a scoundrel, opens the mouth of the hemp bag on guard, he complains about the sight in the hemp bag.

Only part of his upper body and head were left in the hemp bag, and Goliath, who had nothing where his eyes should otherwise be, turned his face to Connie with constant breath. The other was the captain of St. Jardalk's intelligence, who repeated as a rumor that he had already lost his sanity in a similar tragic appearance to Goliath, "I told him everything I knew". Connie and the others couldn't understand why we could talk in this state or why we were alive.

"You... are you alive?

"O, kill the oila, alive? No... the oilers are... A, undead, please... O, Ila... trail me, consumer... please! Shh, just a little... if there's any left... on that kid... hi-ha, hi-ha, ha-ha! Kill Oyla without a trace!

Even Connie and the others, who have become adventurers and crooked through many training grounds, squeeze sweat in their fists that were unwittingly squeezing at Goliath's appearance, which became semi-frequent and shouted.

Connie decides his belly the first time he meditates on his eyes, or hangs his hand on a dagger made from his favorite Fire Dragon fangs.

You guessed it from the atmosphere. Goliath shouts a word of gratitude.

"Oh, yeah! That's it! Please, kill me! Look, there's no sign of him, okay? I asked for it!!

Connie wavers that she can focus on a backhanded dagger just because she doesn't want to hear Goliath's voice any more. But Connie's dagger never waved down. Because...

"Connie, slow down. Okay? Let go of the dagger slowly."

At first Connie couldn't understand why Bonifarts would stop herself in such a tense voice. But I soon found out why. There was a fairy at just the height of Connie's eye - a mommy.

Connie staring at Momo with a surprised look, but that was also a natural story. Connie, who became a B-Rank Adventurer as a scout, didn't even notice the Momo in front of him. What is required of scouts is the ability to detect and respond to danger sooner than anyone else. Connie's confidence as a scout collapses with sound.

Momo alternates between Goliath and Connie, who look slightly out of the hemp bag. Connie and the others hear the treble feathers emanating from the four feathers. It's as if it sounds alert.