Chapter 300: 294 あと一歩で成果が出るとき、障害は立ちはだかる
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What is this place?
You let out a sigh, sit down on the hulking body lying at your feet, and let out a sigh for what seems like the umpteenth time.
Knowing it was only a short rest, you were alert to your surroundings, but not this one.
The more you descend in the dungeon of the dragon king, the more unreasonable it becomes.
You will be tempted to smoke, but the smell of tobacco is so thick that even a human can feel it.
So if you smoke in a place like this, one hit will end up attracting other dragons.
You are not so dumb as to smoke in a situation where you know how it will end, so you give up, regretting in your heart.
"Funny, I feel like I'm fighting instead of running around, not hiding.
More time has passed since we went down the canyon, and it's time to see if the bottom is in sight.
It's not about enemies getting stronger, or traps getting more dangerous.
It's about monsters fighting each other all the time.
It's a turf war, a battle for control, a battle for the females, or just a battle for your eyes, a horrible situation that makes you think it's an asocial group war.
The battle with the basilisk still feels prettier.
But that doesn't mean I want to get caught up in a battle between two giant dragons.
I'd say what battlefield is this?
There's no point in hiding, frankly.
It's just not worth fighting amongst yourselves in a polish-poison vase.
In addition, the strength of individual dragons is higher than in the upper tiers, probably because they are always fighting.
I've heard that the essence of life is refined in the midst of conflict, but I lament that the quality of dungeons doesn't have to be improved by this struggle for survival.
Sadly, this survival defense network has achieved a certain level of success.
I don't know if that's what the dragon king wanted, but it's a question of whether or not I should submit this as an improvement since the performance of the dungeon has improved.
The fact that I'm steadily being depleted and that I'm having trouble finding the mineral tree is proof enough.
One step forward and you'll have two fighting dragons.
Two steps forward and you'll have three dragons entwining their necks and biting each other.
Three steps forward and you'd think you were facing a dragon brawl at every step, the bottom of the canyon was at the end of the century.
It makes you want to cry that you dropped your mineral tree in such a place.
I don't know if it's here or not, but based on the area we've been looking for, unless we missed something, it's just ahead of us.
I'll cry if it's not here, and I'll cry with no sense of shame.
With a wicked call, you sit up from the body of the larger-than-normal blood basilisk you just defeated, and the break is over.
I resume my search, but...
So this is it.
If you dive below here, the danger level naturally increases.
Considering the path we've taken so far, we're about to exhaust our stock of worries about what we might find in the future.
The dungeon of the dragon king, which boasts a vast area, is surprisingly deep even below, with a basilisk, hydra and other dragon species that I've never seen before.
It's a place where there's always a lot of conflict.
It's fortunate that the dragon king won't find you if you get into a bit of a brawl.
However, that doesn't mean that you can't fight with all your might and be found, but I checked the injury and went as far as I could to find it.
What is this place at .........?
The gentle descent of the slope, the sight of moving down it made me unusually alert.
The air was different.
Something else different from the Dragon King.
I just know that it's dangerous.
The grave?
Dragon carcasses as far as the eye can see.
They are all white-boned, but they are all giant dragons.
There's no holy atmosphere and not necessarily the stagnant air typical of the dead.
It's an indescribable atmosphere.
All I can tell you is that I have a strange feeling of abnormality.
I didn't expect this thing to exist at the bottom of the valley.
But why are there so many dead bodies?
Originally, all the monsters in a dungeon are basically souls made up of magical power.
With the exception of the undead, all but one of them will return to magical power if you defeat them.
This should be used to create a cycle that minimizes the magic loss in the dungeon and replenishes the battle power.
That's why there are still wreckage like this, it's just that a lot of Bloods are left here.
"Strangely, there were many strong individuals, all Bloods?
Most of the dragons that I fought in the upper valley had returned to magic, if you can call it that.
So all the opponents they fought were souls.
But the further down the valley we went, the fewer individuals returned to magic.
That meant the number of Bloods was increasing, which in turn put a strain on the dungeon.
The amount of magic needed to turn a lower-ranked monster into a Blood was nearly ten times that of its raw material, the Soul Species.
The stronger the material, the harder and more expensive it is to create Bloods.
The amount of magic created in the dungeon is enormous, but it is not infinite.
I wonder if it's possible to spend so much to create such a graveyard-like waste of dragon species in a finite environment.
Or is.
Suddenly, an unpleasant feeling of anticipation ran down my spine.
It's understandable and understandable if you consider that the graveyard itself is a dungeon trap.
Can a bad feeling be as good as a bad premonition?
My gut tells me so.
The countless dragon bones, if they weren't already dead, would not be a graveyard.
Isn't the pollywood analogy a bit of a misnomer?
Fighting a blood don't just make your race stronger.
So it's an offering to the dragons that live in this place.
The flow of magic around you has changed and the quiet atmosphere of the place changes to that of a storm in the blink of an eye.
The flow of magic alone is enough to shoot a large amount of magic in a whirlwind!
The magic power becomes an air current that raises the dust and creates a tornado. While protecting your injured right hand, you knead your magic and set up a simple ward.
That prevents the storm generated by the magic vortex, but you can't help the pressure that seems to be sucked in by the resistance of the magic.
You're going to have to be careful not to get sucked into the air for a few seconds.
I'd really like to have a bad feeling about ......... that I'd like to be out of the loop.
As soon as the dust cleared, an alarm that I had felt many times in the past made me spit out the desire inside me.
■■■■■■■■■■■■■■!!!!
Skeleton Dragon?
The bones of thousands of dragons gathered together to form the shape of a dragon.
Or rather .
Yamata-no-orochi?
A neck divided into eight parts, a torso that supports the neck, a tail that stretches as long as it can to fill the valley.
It's hard to believe it's made of bone, a mass of magical power.
With a roar alone, the ground shakes.
Bones are joined together, but the dragon is complete.
It's a kind of art.
This could have been a dead one.
If everything was perfect, there was a chance that I could still survive, but I was being punished for being too deep in the woods.
I ran into a hell of a thing.
......... for real?
If only I had come across such a being.
If I had only come across such a being, I might have been hopeful, but the color scheme of the bracelet around his mouth makes my mouth twitch.
Kuro and blue and green, red and yellow and white, and then, as if to add, purple and gray.
There's no time to wonder which attribute is which.
What we need now is.
Multi-Attribute Breath, that's a foul!
Run away as fast as you can.
A breath of conflicting attributes will be released all at once.
If you don't run away with all your might, the fire is inevitable.
You have to turn around and run away as fast as you can without worrying about your health.
Then, just as they landed at the spot where they had just been, the color disappears from the world, the sound disappears, and a massive explosion shakes the valley.
"Ghoho-ho-hegah! Kaa! What kind of attack does it unleash? This thing is more powerful than the Dragon King!
Blown away by the impact, buried in the debris, his body further bruised by the impact, he finally crawled out and tried to breathe in the fresh air, but he sucked up the dust from the air and winced.
It's a miracle it didn't fly away.
"It's not a matter of changing the terrain with a single blow, b*tc*!
It makes me wonder if I can beat this guy.
I thought it would be a bit stronger since it's a bone, but since it's a dragon's bone, I'm not so sure.
A crater is not kind, a ravine has been gouged out and a huge hole has been made as if it were a huge lake.
I was blown away by the blast that created it, and looking down at the hole, on the other side of the river, the person who created it is destroying it all over the place.
It's said that untouchable gods don't come back to haunt you, but anyone who goes near that place will be sorry.
If you think it's a legitimate monster movie and look at the other side of the river with magically enhanced eyes.
Oh, another dragon has been blown away!
A red dragon, which looked like a fire dragon, flew into the sky and attacked us, and the saturation attack of the breath made it disappear without a trace.
It's more of a natural disaster.
Or maybe it was something that went out of control.
It's just that, although it sounds strange, the fact that it's running amok regardless of friend or foe suggests that it's not under control.
It's more like he's going out of control.
As I watched it closely, I found something I've seen before at the base of its tail.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! You're kidding me, right?
Believing him to be a lie, you stare into his eyes, enhanced with magic as if you were looking into the distance with binoculars, and look closely at the object stuck at the base.
"Why is it stuck in there, buddy?
Is this the kind of reality we don't want to believe in?
When Yamata-no-orochi (tentative name) turned around and turned away, I caught a glimpse of this item.
There's no mistaking my buddy.
The only difference is that the roots that are usually wrapped around me are stretched across its bones.
"Cheating on you?" is not something to be argued with. What do you want to do, it's not so difficult to get that thing out of there.
Can one go flesh and blood to retrieve a fallen object in the lava?
Can you go get the substitute that fell in a thousand meters deep?
Can you take an object shot at speeds approaching the speed of light, breaking through the wall of the speed of sound?
The answer to any of them is that they all say.
It's impossible.
"......... just, hey. You wouldn't have come this far if you could just give up for that reason.
But that's just a general answer.
What if the object that fell into the lava was safe, and most importantly, a memento.
What if it was a gift from a beloved lover when it sank into the sea.
If it was shot at near-light speed and contained a check for ten billion yen.
The mere addition of such a value would make people scramble to deal with the trifecta of impossible and recklessness.
Fed up with your lack of resignation, you crawled out from under the rubble and got up from the rock you are sitting on.
"Well, now I have a better view,
Thanks to the Yamata-no-Orochi, I have a much clearer view.
The only obstruction would be the rubble that was created when I was blown away.
Other than that, there was nowhere to hide and the difference in the light falling from the sky was staggering.
If you stand in such a place, other dragons might find you but that can't be a concern right now.
The odds are instantaneous.
You only have one chance.
Build your own winning line in your mind.
The odds are ......... no need to think about it.
I wish I had a single digit, but I resolve in my mind that I will only attract that small percentage.
I'm going to smoke anyway.
Blotting everything out, reassuring yourself that you don't care if you're noticed or not, you take a safe cigarette from your chest and put it in your mouth and light it.
You inhale the smoke with all your might, savor it and let it out.
The purple smoke drifts around you and slowly disappears.
You slowly savor the cigarette for a while, thinking that it's nice to smoke a cigarette while watching the monster.
Then, you put the finished cigarette into a portable ashtray.
Chuckling at the etiquette of smokers, you do the usual thing and then change your mind.
Well, let's go.
For a moment, I was about to say that I was going to die with the wrong letter, but as expected, I denied it with a bitter smile.
Then, with a straight face, you concentrate, practice your magic and strengthen your body.
Don't be shy.
I'll give it all I've got.
With that resolve, I ran forward as fast as I could.
A high-magic body is approaching at high speed.
Everyone will be ready to counterattack when they notice it.
It's the same with the tentative name Yamata-no-Orochi.
There's no mercy against the approaching enemy (me), and the rain of breaths is unleashed.
I move my legs as fast as I can so that I won't be exposed to such rain.
I'm just going to run through and pull the mineral tree off my back! Take it easy on me a little!
I slammed the opponent with a complaint that could not be said, and ran with all my might.
At first, as you close the distance of about three kilometers, the density of the breath rain increases, and the gap to avoid it increases to the point where you have to snatch it to avoid it by the time you have less than a kilometer left.
A film is placed on the surface of the body with magical power to reduce the damage, but it is impossible to counteract it completely.
The damage is accumulating, and your under-utilized body is even worse.
It's far away, a distance that would normally be covered in seconds.
It's hard to breathe.
You know that if you hold your breath, you'll stall, so now you just have to move forward as fast and as fast as you can.
The last hundred meters, I decide that Breathless' attack is indeed impossible if I can run through this, so I decide to run the rest of the way without even thinking about avoiding it.
I set up a magic barrier in front of me and dare to make a strong assault.
And then...
!
I was surrounded by light.
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What is this place?
You let out a sigh, sit down on the hulking body lying at your feet, and let out a sigh for what seems like the umpteenth time.
Knowing it was only a short rest, you were alert to your surroundings, but not this one.
The more you descend in the dungeon of the dragon king, the more unreasonable it becomes.
You will be tempted to smoke, but the smell of tobacco is so thick that even a human can feel it.
So if you smoke in a place like this, one hit will end up attracting other dragons.
You are not so dumb as to smoke in a situation where you know how it will end, so you give up, regretting in your heart.
"Funny, I feel like I'm fighting instead of running around, not hiding.
More time has passed since we went down the canyon, and it's time to see if the bottom is in sight.
It's not about enemies getting stronger, or traps getting more dangerous.
It's about monsters fighting each other all the time.
It's a turf war, a battle for control, a battle for the females, or just a battle for your eyes, a horrible situation that makes you think it's an asocial group war.
The battle with the basilisk still feels prettier.
But that doesn't mean I want to get caught up in a battle between two giant dragons.
I'd say what battlefield is this?
There's no point in hiding, frankly.
It's just not worth fighting amongst yourselves in a polish-poison vase.
In addition, the strength of individual dragons is higher than in the upper tiers, probably because they are always fighting.
I've heard that the essence of life is refined in the midst of conflict, but I lament that the quality of dungeons doesn't have to be improved by this struggle for survival.
Sadly, this survival defense network has achieved a certain level of success.
I don't know if that's what the dragon king wanted, but it's a question of whether or not I should submit this as an improvement since the performance of the dungeon has improved.
The fact that I'm steadily being depleted and that I'm having trouble finding the mineral tree is proof enough.
One step forward and you'll have two fighting dragons.
Two steps forward and you'll have three dragons entwining their necks and biting each other.
Three steps forward and you'd think you were facing a dragon brawl at every step, the bottom of the canyon was at the end of the century.
It makes you want to cry that you dropped your mineral tree in such a place.
I don't know if it's here or not, but based on the area we've been looking for, unless we missed something, it's just ahead of us.
I'll cry if it's not here, and I'll cry with no sense of shame.
With a wicked call, you sit up from the body of the larger-than-normal blood basilisk you just defeated, and the break is over.
I resume my search, but...
So this is it.
If you dive below here, the danger level naturally increases.
Considering the path we've taken so far, we're about to exhaust our stock of worries about what we might find in the future.
The dungeon of the dragon king, which boasts a vast area, is surprisingly deep even below, with a basilisk, hydra and other dragon species that I've never seen before.
It's a place where there's always a lot of conflict.
It's fortunate that the dragon king won't find you if you get into a bit of a brawl.
However, that doesn't mean that you can't fight with all your might and be found, but I checked the injury and went as far as I could to find it.
What is this place at .........?
The gentle descent of the slope, the sight of moving down it made me unusually alert.
The air was different.
Something else different from the Dragon King.
I just know that it's dangerous.
The grave?
Dragon carcasses as far as the eye can see.
They are all white-boned, but they are all giant dragons.
There's no holy atmosphere and not necessarily the stagnant air typical of the dead.
It's an indescribable atmosphere.
All I can tell you is that I have a strange feeling of abnormality.
I didn't expect this thing to exist at the bottom of the valley.
But why are there so many dead bodies?
Originally, all the monsters in a dungeon are basically souls made up of magical power.
With the exception of the undead, all but one of them will return to magical power if you defeat them.
This should be used to create a cycle that minimizes the magic loss in the dungeon and replenishes the battle power.
That's why there are still wreckage like this, it's just that a lot of Bloods are left here.
"Strangely, there were many strong individuals, all Bloods?
Most of the dragons that I fought in the upper valley had returned to magic, if you can call it that.
So all the opponents they fought were souls.
But the further down the valley we went, the fewer individuals returned to magic.
That meant the number of Bloods was increasing, which in turn put a strain on the dungeon.
The amount of magic needed to turn a lower-ranked monster into a Blood was nearly ten times that of its raw material, the Soul Species.
The stronger the material, the harder and more expensive it is to create Bloods.
The amount of magic created in the dungeon is enormous, but it is not infinite.
I wonder if it's possible to spend so much to create such a graveyard-like waste of dragon species in a finite environment.
Or is.
Suddenly, an unpleasant feeling of anticipation ran down my spine.
It's understandable and understandable if you consider that the graveyard itself is a dungeon trap.
Can a bad feeling be as good as a bad premonition?
My gut tells me so.
The countless dragon bones, if they weren't already dead, would not be a graveyard.
Isn't the pollywood analogy a bit of a misnomer?
Fighting a blood don't just make your race stronger.
So it's an offering to the dragons that live in this place.
The flow of magic around you has changed and the quiet atmosphere of the place changes to that of a storm in the blink of an eye.
The flow of magic alone is enough to shoot a large amount of magic in a whirlwind!
The magic power becomes an air current that raises the dust and creates a tornado. While protecting your injured right hand, you knead your magic and set up a simple ward.
That prevents the storm generated by the magic vortex, but you can't help the pressure that seems to be sucked in by the resistance of the magic.
You're going to have to be careful not to get sucked into the air for a few seconds.
I'd really like to have a bad feeling about ......... that I'd like to be out of the loop.
As soon as the dust cleared, an alarm that I had felt many times in the past made me spit out the desire inside me.
■■■■■■■■■■■■■■!!!!
Skeleton Dragon?
The bones of thousands of dragons gathered together to form the shape of a dragon.
Or rather .
Yamata-no-orochi?
A neck divided into eight parts, a torso that supports the neck, a tail that stretches as long as it can to fill the valley.
It's hard to believe it's made of bone, a mass of magical power.
With a roar alone, the ground shakes.
Bones are joined together, but the dragon is complete.
It's a kind of art.
This could have been a dead one.
If everything was perfect, there was a chance that I could still survive, but I was being punished for being too deep in the woods.
I ran into a hell of a thing.
......... for real?
If only I had come across such a being.
If I had only come across such a being, I might have been hopeful, but the color scheme of the bracelet around his mouth makes my mouth twitch.
Kuro and blue and green, red and yellow and white, and then, as if to add, purple and gray.
There's no time to wonder which attribute is which.
What we need now is.
Multi-Attribute Breath, that's a foul!
Run away as fast as you can.
A breath of conflicting attributes will be released all at once.
If you don't run away with all your might, the fire is inevitable.
You have to turn around and run away as fast as you can without worrying about your health.
Then, just as they landed at the spot where they had just been, the color disappears from the world, the sound disappears, and a massive explosion shakes the valley.
"Ghoho-ho-hegah! Kaa! What kind of attack does it unleash? This thing is more powerful than the Dragon King!
Blown away by the impact, buried in the debris, his body further bruised by the impact, he finally crawled out and tried to breathe in the fresh air, but he sucked up the dust from the air and winced.
It's a miracle it didn't fly away.
"It's not a matter of changing the terrain with a single blow, b*tc*!
It makes me wonder if I can beat this guy.
I thought it would be a bit stronger since it's a bone, but since it's a dragon's bone, I'm not so sure.
A crater is not kind, a ravine has been gouged out and a huge hole has been made as if it were a huge lake.
I was blown away by the blast that created it, and looking down at the hole, on the other side of the river, the person who created it is destroying it all over the place.
It's said that untouchable gods don't come back to haunt you, but anyone who goes near that place will be sorry.
If you think it's a legitimate monster movie and look at the other side of the river with magically enhanced eyes.
Oh, another dragon has been blown away!
A red dragon, which looked like a fire dragon, flew into the sky and attacked us, and the saturation attack of the breath made it disappear without a trace.
It's more of a natural disaster.
Or maybe it was something that went out of control.
It's just that, although it sounds strange, the fact that it's running amok regardless of friend or foe suggests that it's not under control.
It's more like he's going out of control.
As I watched it closely, I found something I've seen before at the base of its tail.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! You're kidding me, right?
Believing him to be a lie, you stare into his eyes, enhanced with magic as if you were looking into the distance with binoculars, and look closely at the object stuck at the base.
"Why is it stuck in there, buddy?
Is this the kind of reality we don't want to believe in?
When Yamata-no-orochi (tentative name) turned around and turned away, I caught a glimpse of this item.
There's no mistaking my buddy.
The only difference is that the roots that are usually wrapped around me are stretched across its bones.
"Cheating on you?" is not something to be argued with. What do you want to do, it's not so difficult to get that thing out of there.
Can one go flesh and blood to retrieve a fallen object in the lava?
Can you go get the substitute that fell in a thousand meters deep?
Can you take an object shot at speeds approaching the speed of light, breaking through the wall of the speed of sound?
The answer to any of them is that they all say.
It's impossible.
"......... just, hey. You wouldn't have come this far if you could just give up for that reason.
But that's just a general answer.
What if the object that fell into the lava was safe, and most importantly, a memento.
What if it was a gift from a beloved lover when it sank into the sea.
If it was shot at near-light speed and contained a check for ten billion yen.
The mere addition of such a value would make people scramble to deal with the trifecta of impossible and recklessness.
Fed up with your lack of resignation, you crawled out from under the rubble and got up from the rock you are sitting on.
"Well, now I have a better view,
Thanks to the Yamata-no-Orochi, I have a much clearer view.
The only obstruction would be the rubble that was created when I was blown away.
Other than that, there was nowhere to hide and the difference in the light falling from the sky was staggering.
If you stand in such a place, other dragons might find you but that can't be a concern right now.
The odds are instantaneous.
You only have one chance.
Build your own winning line in your mind.
The odds are ......... no need to think about it.
I wish I had a single digit, but I resolve in my mind that I will only attract that small percentage.
I'm going to smoke anyway.
Blotting everything out, reassuring yourself that you don't care if you're noticed or not, you take a safe cigarette from your chest and put it in your mouth and light it.
You inhale the smoke with all your might, savor it and let it out.
The purple smoke drifts around you and slowly disappears.
You slowly savor the cigarette for a while, thinking that it's nice to smoke a cigarette while watching the monster.
Then, you put the finished cigarette into a portable ashtray.
Chuckling at the etiquette of smokers, you do the usual thing and then change your mind.
Well, let's go.
For a moment, I was about to say that I was going to die with the wrong letter, but as expected, I denied it with a bitter smile.
Then, with a straight face, you concentrate, practice your magic and strengthen your body.
Don't be shy.
I'll give it all I've got.
With that resolve, I ran forward as fast as I could.
A high-magic body is approaching at high speed.
Everyone will be ready to counterattack when they notice it.
It's the same with the tentative name Yamata-no-Orochi.
There's no mercy against the approaching enemy (me), and the rain of breaths is unleashed.
I move my legs as fast as I can so that I won't be exposed to such rain.
I'm just going to run through and pull the mineral tree off my back! Take it easy on me a little!
I slammed the opponent with a complaint that could not be said, and ran with all my might.
At first, as you close the distance of about three kilometers, the density of the breath rain increases, and the gap to avoid it increases to the point where you have to snatch it to avoid it by the time you have less than a kilometer left.
A film is placed on the surface of the body with magical power to reduce the damage, but it is impossible to counteract it completely.
The damage is accumulating, and your under-utilized body is even worse.
It's far away, a distance that would normally be covered in seconds.
It's hard to breathe.
You know that if you hold your breath, you'll stall, so now you just have to move forward as fast and as fast as you can.
The last hundred meters, I decide that Breathless' attack is indeed impossible if I can run through this, so I decide to run the rest of the way without even thinking about avoiding it.
I set up a magic barrier in front of me and dare to make a strong assault.
And then...
!
I was surrounded by light.
Word of the Day
It was one step closer, one step closer.
What is this place?You let out a sigh, sit down on the hulking body lying at your feet, and let out a sigh for what seems like the umpteenth time.Knowing it was only a short rest, you were alert to your surroundings, but not this one.The more you descend in the dungeon of the dragon king, the more unreasonable it becomes.You will be tempted to smoke, but the smell of tobacco is so thick that even a human can feel it.So if you smoke in a place like this, one hit will end up attracting other dragons.You are not so dumb as to smoke in a situation where you know how it will end, so you give up, regretting in your heart."Funny, I feel like I'm fighting instead of running around, not hiding.More time has passed since we went down the canyon, and it's time to see if the bottom is in sight.It's not about enemies getting stronger, or traps getting more dangerous.It's about monsters fighting each other all the time.It's a turf war, a battle for control, a battle for the females, or just a battle for your eyes, a horrible situation that makes you think it's an asocial group war.The battle with the basilisk still feels prettier.But that doesn't mean I want to get caught up in a battle between two giant dragons.I'd say what battlefield is this?There's no point in hiding, frankly.It's just not worth fighting amongst yourselves in a polish-poison vase.In addition, the strength of individual dragons is higher than in the upper tiers, probably because they are always fighting.I've heard that the essence of life is refined in the midst of conflict, but I lament that the quality of dungeons doesn't have to be improved by this struggle for survival.Sadly, this survival defense network has achieved a certain level of success.I don't know if that's what the dragon king wanted, but it's a question of whether or not I should submit this as an improvement since the performance of the dungeon has improved.The fact that I'm steadily being depleted and that I'm having trouble finding the mineral tree is proof enough.One step forward and you'll have two fighting dragons.Two steps forward and you'll have three dragons entwining their necks and biting each other.Three steps forward and you'd think you were facing a dragon brawl at every step, the bottom of the canyon was at the end of the century.It makes you want to cry that you dropped your mineral tree in such a place.I don't know if it's here or not, but based on the area we've been looking for, unless we missed something, it's just ahead of us.I'll cry if it's not here, and I'll cry with no sense of shame.With a wicked call, you sit up from the body of the larger-than-normal blood basilisk you just defeated, and the break is over.I resume my search, but...So this is it.If you dive below here, the danger level naturally increases.Considering the path we've taken so far, we're about to exhaust our stock of worries about what we might find in the future.The dungeon of the dragon king, which boasts a vast area, is surprisingly deep even below, with a basilisk, hydra and other dragon species that I've never seen before.It's a place where there's always a lot of conflict.It's fortunate that the dragon king won't find you if you get into a bit of a brawl.However, that doesn't mean that you can't fight with all your might and be found, but I checked the injury and went as far as I could to find it.What is this place at .........?The gentle descent of the slope, the sight of moving down it made me unusually alert.The air was different.Something else different from the Dragon King.I just know that it's dangerous.The grave?Dragon carcasses as far as the eye can see.They are all white-boned, but they are all giant dragons.There's no holy atmosphere and not necessarily the stagnant air typical of the dead.It's an indescribable atmosphere.All I can tell you is that I have a strange feeling of abnormality.I didn't expect this thing to exist at the bottom of the valley.But why are there so many dead bodies?Originally, all the monsters in a dungeon are basically souls made up of magical power.With the exception of the undead, all but one of them will return to magical power if you defeat them.This should be used to create a cycle that minimizes the magic loss in the dungeon and replenishes the battle power.That's why there are still wreckage like this, it's just that a lot of Bloods are left here."Strangely, there were many strong individuals, all Bloods?Most of the dragons that I fought in the upper valley had returned to magic, if you can call it that.So all the opponents they fought were souls.But the further down the valley we went, the fewer individuals returned to magic.That meant the number of Bloods was increasing, which in turn put a strain on the dungeon.The amount of magic needed to turn a lower-ranked monster into a Blood was nearly ten times that of its raw material, the Soul Species.The stronger the material, the harder and more expensive it is to create Bloods.The amount of magic created in the dungeon is enormous, but it is not infinite.I wonder if it's possible to spend so much to create such a graveyard-like waste of dragon species in a finite environment.Or is.Suddenly, an unpleasant feeling of anticipation ran down my spine.It's understandable and understandable if you consider that the graveyard itself is a dungeon trap.Can a bad feeling be as good as a bad premonition?My gut tells me so.The countless dragon bones, if they weren't already dead, would not be a graveyard.Isn't the pollywood analogy a bit of a misnomer?Fighting a blood don't just make your race stronger.So it's an offering to the dragons that live in this place.The flow of magic around you has changed and the quiet atmosphere of the place changes to that of a storm in the blink of an eye.The flow of magic alone is enough to shoot a large amount of magic in a whirlwind!The magic power becomes an air current that raises the dust and creates a tornado. While protecting your injured right hand, you knead your magic and set up a simple ward.That prevents the storm generated by the magic vortex, but you can't help the pressure that seems to be sucked in by the resistance of the magic.You're going to have to be careful not to get sucked into the air for a few seconds.I'd really like to have a bad feeling about ......... that I'd like to be out of the loop.As soon as the dust cleared, an alarm that I had felt many times in the past made me spit out the desire inside me.!!!!Skeleton Dragon?The bones of thousands of dragons gathered together to form the shape of a dragon.Or rather .Yamata-no-orochi?A neck divided into eight parts, a torso that supports the neck, a tail that stretches as long as it can to fill the valley.It's hard to believe it's made of bone, a mass of magical power.With a roar alone, the ground shakes.Bones are joined together, but the dragon is complete.It's a kind of art.This could have been a dead one.If everything was perfect, there was a chance that I could still survive, but I was being punished for being too deep in the woods.I ran into a hell of a thing.......... for real?If only I had come across such a being.If I had only come across such a being, I might have been hopeful, but the color scheme of the bracelet around his mouth makes my mouth twitch.Kuro and blue and green, red and yellow and white, and then, as if to add, purple and gray.There's no time to wonder which attribute is which.What we need now is.Multi-Attribute Breath, that's a foul!Run away as fast as you can.A breath of conflicting attributes will be released all at once.If you don't run away with all your might, the fire is inevitable.You have to turn around and run away as fast as you can without worrying about your health.Then, just as they landed at the spot where they had just been, the color disappears from the world, the sound disappears, and a massive explosion shakes the valley."Ghoho-ho-hegah! Kaa! What kind of attack does it unleash? This thing is more powerful than the Dragon King!Blown away by the impact, buried in the debris, his body further bruised by the impact, he finally crawled out and tried to breathe in the fresh air, but he sucked up the dust from the air and winced.It's a miracle it didn't fly away."It's not a matter of changing the terrain with a single blow, b*tc*!It makes me wonder if I can beat this guy.I thought it would be a bit stronger since it's a bone, but since it's a dragon's bone, I'm not so sure.A crater is not kind, a ravine has been gouged out and a huge hole has been made as if it were a huge lake.I was blown away by the blast that created it, and looking down at the hole, on the other side of the river, the person who created it is destroying it all over the place.It's said that untouchable gods don't come back to haunt you, but anyone who goes near that place will be sorry.If you think it's a legitimate monster movie and look at the other side of the river with magically enhanced eyes.Oh, another dragon has been blown away!A red dragon, which looked like a fire dragon, flew into the sky and attacked us, and the saturation attack of the breath made it disappear without a trace.It's more of a natural disaster.Or maybe it was something that went out of control.It's just that, although it sounds strange, the fact that it's running amok regardless of friend or foe suggests that it's not under control.It's more like he's going out of control.As I watched it closely, I found something I've seen before at the base of its tail."Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! You're kidding me, right?Believing him to be a lie, you stare into his eyes, enhanced with magic as if you were looking into the distance with binoculars, and look closely at the object stuck at the base."Why is it stuck in there, buddy?Is this the kind of reality we don't want to believe in?When Yamata-no-orochi tentative name turned around and turned away, I caught a glimpse of this item.There's no mistaking my buddy.The only difference is that the roots that are usually wrapped around me are stretched across its bones."Cheating on you?" is not something to be argued with. What do you want to do, it's not so difficult to get that thing out of there.Can one go flesh and blood to retrieve a fallen object in the lava?Can you go get the substitute that fell in a thousand meters deep?Can you take an object shot at speeds approaching the speed of light, breaking through the wall of the speed of sound?The answer to any of them is that they all say.It's impossible."......... just, hey. You wouldn't have come this far if you could just give up for that reason.But that's just a general answer.What if the object that fell into the lava was safe, and most importantly, a memento.What if it was a gift from a beloved lover when it sank into the sea.If it was shot at near-light speed and contained a check for ten billion yen.The mere addition of such a value would make people scramble to deal with the trifecta of impossible and recklessness.Fed up with your lack of resignation, you crawled out from under the rubble and got up from the rock you are sitting on."Well, now I have a better view,Thanks to the Yamata-no-Orochi, I have a much clearer view.The only obstruction would be the rubble that was created when I was blown away.Other than that, there was nowhere to hide and the difference in the light falling from the sky was staggering.If you stand in such a place, other dragons might find you but that can't be a concern right now.The odds are instantaneous.You only have one chance.Build your own winning line in your mind.The odds are ......... no need to think about it.I wish I had a single digit, but I resolve in my mind that I will only attract that small percentage.I'm going to smoke anyway.Blotting everything out, reassuring yourself that you don't care if you're noticed or not, you take a safe cigarette from your chest and put it in your mouth and light it.You inhale the smoke with all your might, savor it and let it out.The purple smoke drifts around you and slowly disappears.You slowly savor the cigarette for a while, thinking that it's nice to smoke a cigarette while watching the monster.Then, you put the finished cigarette into a portable ashtray.Chuckling at the etiquette of smokers, you do the usual thing and then change your mind.Well, let's go.For a moment, I was about to say that I was going to die with the wrong letter, but as expected, I denied it with a bitter smile.Then, with a straight face, you concentrate, practice your magic and strengthen your body.Don't be shy.I'll give it all I've got.With that resolve, I ran forward as fast as I could.A high-magic body is approaching at high speed.Everyone will be ready to counterattack when they notice it.It's the same with the tentative name Yamata-no-Orochi.There's no mercy against the approaching enemy me, and the rain of breaths is unleashed.I move my legs as fast as I can so that I won't be exposed to such rain.I'm just going to run through and pull the mineral tree off my back!Take it easy on me a little!I slammed the opponent with a complaint that could not be said, and ran with all my might.At first, as you close the distance of about three kilometers, the density of the breath rain increases, and the gap to avoid it increases to the point where you have to snatch it to avoid it by the time you have less than a kilometer left.A film is placed on the surface of the body with magical power to reduce the damage, but it is impossible to counteract it completely.The damage is accumulating, and your under-utilized body is even worse.It's far away, a distance that would normally be covered in seconds.It's hard to breathe.You know that if you hold your breath, you'll stall, so now you just have to move forward as fast and as fast as you can.The last hundred meters, I decide that Breathless' attack is indeed impossible if I can run through this, so I decide to run the rest of the way without even thinking about avoiding it.I set up a magic barrier in front of me and dare to make a strong assault.And then...!I was surrounded by light.Word of the DayIt was one step closer, one step closer.
