Using My God Skill “Breathing” to Level Up, I Will Challenge the Dungeon of the Gods

We push Catacomb de Liqueville, the labyrinth of the catacombs of the catacombs, with a princess hug.

The guide is Mr. Pott. He's leading us without hesitation with the lamp in his hand.

As we move forward, we meet all kinds of parties.

"Hello -"

"Oh, you're tired."

We proceed as we greet a veteran-like party resting in the square.

The prine in my arm looked up at me.

"You have a lot of adventurers, Ra!

"Oh, I knew this floor was a lot. Maybe he's eating because the roads are tough."

"Thanks to Mr. Pott for directing us, we're fine."

"Not at all. Thank you."

I discovered other parties, even during conversations with others. A combination of warriors, sheafs, martial artists, and monks that weighs slightly on the attack. All male and about thirties old. Apparently in battle......

Sounds like you're struggling.

"Want to help?

"Let's go take a look. Prine, prepare for battle."

"Get off?"

"If I have to."

What they're dealing with are two zombie soldiers (swords and spears) and a purple ghost - purple shroud.

Sounds like a downside.

A warrior manages to take the attack of a zombie soldier (sword) and make an impulse. Next to it, a martial artist was injured and the sheaf entered the cover, unable to thrust the zombie soldier (spear). The moment the Sorcerer's shot frozen spear, Isicle Lance, hits the Ghost,

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Ghost - Purple shroud literally shrouded (screamed). Psychological attack. The movement stops as if everyone at the party was dull with fear. Zombie Soldiers attacking mercilessly there.

"Wow!"

"Hih, no!

The sword piercing deep into the warrior's thighs, the spear piercing the ear belly of the sheaf, the martial artist is searching for the removed potion, and the sorcerer is about to be eaten from his head by a frozen purple shroud.

That sucks.

"Prine, get rid of it."

"- The grain glittering line Photon Ray!

Noob!

A prine with a wand out of the gap in her coat unleashed magic. Extinguish the warrior and the two zombie soldiers who were about to stab Todome in the sheaf. The remaining purple shrouds are:

"Hey."

I'm approaching. I poke him with a spear. Only for a moment, it was a purple shroud that was as stupid as smoke, but when a pale light came out of the spear's tip, it returned to the fog in agony and anguish.

It is a victory.

Gently lower the prine, look back, see the wounded and fallen warrior and sheaf.

"Ugh, guh..."

"You guys..."

"Don't talk. I'll treat you right away."

Hands on their wounds, I cast a spell. The same party can do magic even if it's some distance away, but when it's not, it has to be close enough to be touched. Healing magic, auxiliary magic.

"- Here is the miracle of God. Healing" Heels "

I realized that magic that can be used without chanting can be a little more effective when chanted.

The wound has healed, but apparently he is also poisoned. Then "Detoxification" was used.

"Sorry, thanks"

"Thank you..."

"No, we're each other in trouble. May the Lord bless you all."

When I prayed like a monk, the warrior gave me an ether potion. It is an item that restores magic.

"It may not be enough for the MP I consumed, but take it. Thank you."

"Thank you. But you can't have it so much."

More than enough.

"That's okay. There are no monks at our party. I try to give it to you whenever I get help."

"I see. Thank you, then"

We made sure the warrior got up safely and we moved on.

Mr Pott says as he walks with the lamp on.

"It's an earlier purple shroud, but it had the nature of a physical attack not going through. But..."

"Can you guess this' holy spear '?

"You're right."

Mr. Smiling Pot.

That ghost, he was making that kind of move.

Also, Mr. Pott continues.

"With the magic of a monk, Xol, any weapon can be attacked with about half its power."

"I see."

The princess is holding me again, Prine said.

"That's a unique magic monk!

"Oh. I'm glad I kept this job, just like Prine divulged me. Thanks."

"Eh heh heh."

Praise, the prine laughs like it tickles. Pretty. Thinking so, there's a reaction to detection.

"Dear Larna,"

"You're out."

- Are you kidding me?

It sounds like someone is laughing.

What emerged from the darkness was shameful.

Skeleton Night, a skeleton swordsman. The numbers are the same. I have a long sword in both hands one at a time. Duplicant.

Mr. Pott draws attention.

"Please be careful. The monster has a lot of sharp sword moves."

"Yo."

Shh. Ooh.

My spear pierces between Skeleton Knight's eyebrows and returns to mist. I knocked him down lightly.

"It's nothing. Excellent, Lady Larna."

"That's Ra-kun!

"Let's keep going -"

Shh, and me putting up a holy spear. Ooh! And Prine put her hand up too.

"He is' Durahan '. As you can see, I'm a knight without a neck. The weakness is water,"

"Hey."

"Yes, I am also vulnerable to the power of holiness"

"Its grumpy, very stinky round object is Rottonblaine. They say it's the brain that escaped the demon monk's body. I'm launching a magic and curse attack. Above all, the enchanted spell is terrifying, a natural enemy of the sorcerer."

"Torah."

"Yes. I am vulnerable to physical attacks. Note that the weapon that touched Rottonblaine will be cursed, but the holy spear will be fine"

"Those are vampire gools. It hits the top species of zombies. If you can eat the heart out of them, the eaten humans are horrible monsters that ghoul too,"

"Because"

"Yes, you are not Lord Larna's enemy."

It is the momentum of the bamboo.

But it happened abruptly.

"Dear Larna. This time it's really just a little tough enemies."

"Slime...... right?

In front of me, there was a giant slime. Three times the size of a human is likely to be.

"Ghost Slime. This is the slime of the undead attribute. Mucus-powered humans become unreasonable and ferocious, causing broken allies. Resists both physical attacks and holy forces, and when attacked in a broad way, we will split."

"What then...?

I was wondering if it would be a good idea to defeat them by magic.

And, Mr. Pott, who sees the prine.

Prine also said, "Is it time?" and correct his posture.

But...

"Magic......!

I laughed. [M]

"I'll do it here!

"Master Rana?

"Hehe hehe...! Leave it to me!

Actually, he seemed to level up some until he got here, and he remembered his new magic, The Wind of Disease.

As its name suggests, it's a magic that causes disease and rips the target apart.

Yes - it's my first attack magic!

"- Disease" Wind "!

Shhhh!

The magic of my unleashed wind struck the ghost slime straight - nothing happened.

"Is that...?

Ghost slime with a puffy tremor. He also looks like he's laughing. Oh, hey,

"You haven't made it through. The magic seemed weak."

"I knew it -!

Drop your shoulders disappointed at Mr. Pott's sober analysis.

Yeah. Well, that's right. It's magic I remember at level 12 or so...

I scream back. [M]

"Sorry Prine, please!

"Yes! - Burn, Spirit. It's Salamandra. Collect them and raise them to me. Fireball!

Zudong!

A giant slime, plus a giant fireball strikes directly. Um, that's Mr. Prine. I knocked him down lightly.

It looked like it.

"Stupid -!?

It was Mr. Pott who shouted.

"Evolving," he said!? I'm sorry, Master Rana! Run away... "

Ghost Slime exploded under fire balls, dividing "..."

Chick, chick, chick!!

Slime splashing all over the place as if filling the aisle. No, this sucks......!

The cape coat we were wearing also has slime fragments. They stained like water, wrapped around me and Prine.

"Wow!?

Thank God I'm safe. Probably because of the 'old court coat' you're equipped with. Stop the progression of the slime and let it purify. But...

"Funya-ah! Becky, hey!? Ahhhhhhhh!! Wet uuuuuuuuu!!

Prine was in big trouble. The face and body, as well as the big tits, are wrapped with a little lukewarm mucus. Very erotic. Thankfully. No, it's not good!

Mr. Pott screamed.

"Dear Larna, this is Xol, the devil! If that magic!

"Oh well! Wait, Prine! I am now..."

Overhead.

The splashed ghost slime came down to us.

"Wow, wow!?

"Dear Larna!!

Dupu!

Ghost slime that swallows me and Prine whole.

"Oba Bo Bo Bo......!

Prine has not been able to breathe. With my breathing skills and the power of my coat, I'm thankfully able to breathe and purify, only I'm safe!

"- Demon" Xol "!

The boundaries of light surround us. The slimes, pushed out by the junction, splashed across the aisle again. It's magic to remember faster than the disease Wind just now, but it probably works well for the undead system.

The slime of those who splashed in the aisle disappeared as fog because they let the light of purification shine.

"Whoa, whoa!

"Are you okay, Prine!?

If I put my palm on the prine in an attempt to heal her,

"... rakun"

The hand was grabbed tightly. Huh? And when I looked at the prine, its eyes were just...

"Rakun, Rakun"

Reddish your face as if you were drunk, and stare at me, Mr. Prine.

What is this?

"Ha, no way......!

I suppressed my mouth as Mr. Pott noticed something.

"Ghost Slime Features...... Mucused humans become irrational and ferocious. No, the truth is that reason just comes off, not that some people get violent...?

"Uh."

When I did it and it seemed fun, Prine took off her coat.

Lori breasted girl in twisted underwear (and Niso & Gloves), covered in my body,

"Ra-kun, no, no."

I kissed him. I've put my tongue in. I've been stirring my mouth in the barbecue.

"Nu Chiu... Pero... Nu Po..."

"Hmmmmmmm!?

"Raku, Raku, Raku... Gyuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"Ahhhh!?

I can hear Mr. Pott in the distance.

"Out of reason... Dear Prine... that's how you were eating your deposit..."

What are you talking about?

Mr. Prine rubbing his wet, lukewarm body. The slime is purified from the edge it touches, but it doesn't change how she looks. Rather, by rubbing, the bra is removed and the breasts are visible.

"Pliny, Pliny, calm down, calm down!

"Shh shh shh shh shh shh shh! Oh, my God!"

Breast implants of Mr. Pliny, who rambles wildly, and Mr. Pliny, who rambles wildly. Plump. Bitchy. Wet and wet. Stuff it up.

"Dear Larna. Fortunately, the only remaining ghost slime is the one attached to Master Prine. I was wondering if it would be a good idea for Lady Lana to hold her tight and purify her with the power of her coat."

Although Mr. Pott gave me some advice in a very calm voice.

"I'm still doing it!?

"Feel free to touch my whole body"

"That's the thing!?

"Rakun, touch me, touch me...!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Let the Lord guide you -!"

While fully operating monk-like reason and touching the whole body of the prine, and thinking that something like this had happened before, I thought I should have used the demon (Xol) again, after all the purification was done.

Note that Prine didn't remember anything.