Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

“Kuooo!”

You hear a pretty aggressive sound. The sound of skeletons.

These guys were waiting inside the open stone wall with an engine.

‘A top skull. ’

Where the stone wall opens.

The top four skeleton soldiers are looking this way.

It's a little different from the other skeletons out there.

It's the same skeleton, but it feels bigger and a little more vicious.

Possibly armed.

In my first life. I remember spending three years in this dungeon.

They used to feel really great at that time.

In the same dungeon.

At that time, I was afraid to go near them.

“Hello?"

“Kuooo!? ”

But...

Those guys who can't even talk right now feel so cute.

Try these guys ^ Levels 15 to 20 Skeleton Soldiers.

I'm not nominally level 10. But the stats are already close to level 70.

Twenty years ago, you were wandering around the Charnel House thinking you were afraid of these guys.

“Kure. The R's are coming at us with a strange sound.

There's nothing to laugh at.

In fact, I haven't spoken in a long time.

The circumcision teaches me sincerely so that I can speak.

He taught me how to use his magic.

He gave me a considerable amount of magic that I could not replenish by myself.

You said you felt sorry for not being able to express yourself.

Thoughts are influenced by perceptions made in language. Those who have not learned a word are unfortunately less precise in thinking.

The inability of them to fight properly may not necessarily be because their abilities are unreasonably low.

“Kuo!”

The one with the big Bastard sword is in the lead. It's charging towards me.

Bastard sword in hand. It looks reasonably useful.

Suddenly I had the wrong idea.

Why are they running at me so desperately?

Was he brainwashed to attack as soon as the stone wall opened?

‘There is no commander here. ’

Necromancer hiding in this dungeon.

There is no commander with intent to give orders.

Only the same skeletons.

But why are you so eager? What are they hoping for?

When he was so delusional, he reached close.

I kicked him.

Puck!

He flew backwards frantically.

I flew quite far, and hit a stone coffin.

And you miss the big bastards in your hand.

Chang.!

The sound of Bastard's sword hitting the bottom of the stone echoes steadily and loudly in the hall.

“Ugh.! ”

‘You kicked too hard. ’

Dallac!

Three other guys come at me with their weapons around.

This space inside the trachea.

Halls.

What I found out about this was a year later when I went in.

The hole is protected from humans.

Less invasive. Protected by trachea and stone walls. Of course, you can't come in.

There are many adventurers who are ready.

They know everything about the dungeon in advance.

I'm going to knock every last one of them down. Returns joyfully with 100% Dungeon Attack Rate.

But this is an F rank dungeon.

A beginner's playground.

Rare Humans come in here ready.

Many humans do not know the existence of this organ device.

Organ device is nothing.

It's no big deal.

But anyway, there's separation and privilege.

The bastards beyond these walls.

They are, of course, privileged.

A humble dungeon called the Charnel House.

A weak herd in there.

There is a rank inside the group that is trampled like a toy by human adventurers.

They are impersonated in the Ghost's Ossuary. Hiding in the safest place for such topics.

And keep the other weak skeletons out of here.

Qajik!

I think things alone, and I kick the runner away with my feet.

“I don't want to fight.

It's true.

Even so, it is not easy for them to suffer.

Armor will keep you out.

You can't keep welcoming them forever.

I pick up the knife.

Saints!

You swing at the three charging skeletons. You were struck three times in a row by three skeletal weapons, one hand not so heavy.

Blah!

You hear a loud clash of metal. At the same time, three of them lost their weapons.

It's a hard thing to do. Their weapons are much bigger than mine.

It's heavy. The power I possessed took away its weight and its size.

I'm fine!

Chang!

Grab him!

Three weapons fly away simultaneously and lie on the ground.

“Kuo.! ”

They also took a few steps back, crouching.

Fluffy. Fluffy. Fluffy.

Then all three of them sat down. I sat down, falling back.

It was neither fear nor pain, but pure physical repulsion.

That's all I have right now.

“Don't bother. I'm here to hunt Humans. ”

“Ugh! ”

But they will rise again.

It runs to me all the way.

Can't you tell the pia apart?

Honestly, I don't want to be on your side. It'll be easier for them to deal with Humans.

I feel comfortable in this dungeon.

There will be skeletons crawling around like me. But there are some things that cannot be explained strangely.

More so when I came into the hall. Maybe there's something in here that makes this dungeon a dungeon.

I'm going to stay in this dungeon for a while.

Every time these skeletons wake up, you have to defeat them again to make them tired.

Let's take it off.

Knock it off.

I took off my armor.

And I put the coil in a nearby sarcophagus.

“Ugh?”

The charging skeletons stop. I think he recognized me as his own kind.

‘That should do it. ’

It was that moment.

Kugu!

A slight vibration rings out, and the tube opens from the inside.

Out of a giant tube of stone, one comes a foot out.

Bang!

‘I've never seen anything like it. ’

A skeleton wearing a suit of armor.

Of course.

It's hard to call it proper armor.

Compared to my armor that is properly covered from toe to toe, finger to toe, there is a big difference.

His armor is like a little bit of metal on every side of his body.

He was there? ”

I spent three years in this dungeon.

But I've never seen anything like it.

The moment the question mark comes to mind.

Tiring!

[Dungeon Boss: Leader of the Charnel House]

[Rank: F +]

[Player Level: 7]

[Appropriate Clear Level: 25]

[Decide Difficulty: Self Study!]]

[Challenge Solo Play!]

What the hell is this? ’

The floating spear is much more bothered than the one running out of the coffin.

“Skeaeel.! ”

It's a bit unique.

Two heads bigger than the other skeleton. So he's the boss of this dungeon?

I see that.

But I have no idea what "player" means when it comes to difficulty.

Bang, bang!

He makes a threatening run at the ground. It looks humble to me. But instead of ridicule,

I was a little annoyed.

Maybe if you saw him, you'd remember.

I'm pretty sure I've never seen it before.

In that case.

He's, uh, only here.

Even when so many other skeletons are breaking out.

Down to the brick wall.

Was he just lying flat inside the coffin?

“Guoooo!”

“Ugh!”

When he wakes up, the other skeletons will try to rush back.

The man rises from the coffin with a large shield in one hand and an axe in the other.

You are always in a swing position with your left hand forward and your right hand behind you holding the axe.

Sniff!

He jumped on me.

Lower yourself as you kneel to the right. He tries to hit me with his left hand shield and his right hand axe horizontally.

I slipped back.

Bang!

The axe cuts through the air.

‘The head of the Ossuary. ’

I think he stopped the other skeletons outside the stone wall from coming into the hall. Looks like you're in charge here.

Even when I was snooping around this dungeon for three years, I knew how to open the machine. But I couldn't get into the hall.

Every time I try, the other skeletons in the hall attack me.

I was the only one hiding well.

I wanted to stop taking care of her.

I stepped forward, standing still. And I slapped him hard.

The ‘chief’ raises the shield up.

Light!

The power of my strikes, it seems, was beyond his imagination.

“Quorrrgh! ”

A fine shield covered with iron. But my speed and strength were not something he could handle.

He's in trouble.

A flame rises from above the shield. The others couldn't even get close.

Boom!

You strike back at the shield.

Power and speed were enough.

He lost his shield, and I kicked him.

Out of the way!

The ‘chief’ rolled for a long time with several broken bones.

Pa!

You lunge at the other skeletons. I kicked them all at once. I separated the bones from the bones.

Now they can't resist prowling. I couldn't get up. I was grunting.

Dallac!

‘He's waking up again. ’

The leader rises up again, rattling around.

Boom boom.

I walked slowly to him.

The leader who lost all of my side rushed to me again.

I slapped him again. You blew away your shield and weapon.

Tsk, tsk!

The shield swings and the axe falls to the ground far away.

According to his movements, he's at most level 30.

So he's weaker than when I couldn't protect him. Being a commander of these ruins might be enough.

Dallac.

Like a pervert, I gave him his weapon back.

“Try again. ”

Do they understand me?

He's running around.

Chang!

You swing your sword at him once, and kick his shield with your foot. And kicked.

“Is that it? ”

I grabbed the axe again.

Chang!

I knocked him out. I knocked him down again.

Repeated a few times.

One day, he was near an outstanding coffin. I looked at him with my hands on the coffin.

At that moment.

Tiring!

[EXP increased by 1.]

[You have reached the core of the Ossuary.]

[Faction value proved to be a skeleton.]

[EXP is increased every minute until Level 30.]

"Huh?

I looked at the standing sarcophagus with my hands still.

Tiring!

[EXP increased by 1.]

After one minute, the EXP rose again.

‘This coffin. The Core of the Ghost's Ossuary. ’

Some dungeons have nuclei.

Specific objects are attracted by the energy generated by the nucleus.

In some cases, a dungeon may be constructed even if there is no Magical Core.

I never thought about it.

The Charnel House of the Ghost, a Class F dungeon, seems to have a surprising nuclear event.

‘I can't believe this happened. ’

I didn't know. He's been monopolizing this whole thing. Even when I'm here, go on.

If I shared it, everyone could be level 30.

However, he didn't want to level up the others, so he was using it as his own coffin.

He had already reached 30, but he was keeping no one close.

I was annoyed.

If it weren't for this idiot, everyone in the Ossuary would have already reached level 30.

Including me decades ago.