Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

It's blurry when it first appears.

A sentence that gradually becomes clear letters.

[Start Anshopxia in Various Shades of Grey Bull.]

I think I have a headache. I think my head is gone.

Visibility is shifting without measures.

It becomes noticeable as it settles down, and soon it shakes roughly again.

The veil drops on the ritual.

No, it's not.

Recognizes the fallen veil. The opaque curtain is torn little by little.

"Different." What? ’

Second.

A message from this combination appears. Blurry, missing, distorted text somewhere creates a strange tension.

And...

At that time, 'Fairy Tale Rate' went down to this great width.

90.14%:

It is the present 'fairytale spirit'.

The word fairy tale rate is now becoming familiar. It clearly occupies a corner of consciousness.

Scenarios, tutorials, fairy tale wool.

Wet doubts slowly kick up from the ankle.

If you go down 90 percent, what happens? ’

Maybe it's progressive. They may be feeding on me, little by little.

I did not know the fairy tale rate and 90.14% of the fairy tale rate.

You can't pick up anything and say it,

I feel like the world has changed.

Something comes out. It seeps in.

Draws a cool blade. collapse.

Peel.

He's knocking on the door of consciousness.

Toto? I?

Knock, knock.

“” Knight? ”

“Sir, are you all right? ”

A woman knocks on me.

I opened the door.

The woman who broke into the Ossuary. This time, she broke into my ritual.

I look at her quietly. Slowly open your mouth and say.

“Level.”

“Yes?”

“You've leveled up. ”

“That's right. I just caught some spiders hanging in the air and leveled up. ”

Lena nods. I feel like there's something strange going on.

“What makes you think that? ”

He looks at me with a curious look.

Dallac.

I shook my head.

Not now, even if we talk.

It's important to move forward.

In this dungeon.

There's a group I have to kill. Let's focus on that for now.

“No, I don't think anything. Let's go.”

We went down the canyon.

Below the canyon is a mess of burnt spiders and broken pieces of the Flamethrower.

‘They're all dead. ’

Walk down the canyon. If all the dead spiders were alive, they would have gone to great lengths to deal with them.

There were so many broken pieces of the Flame Bottle and the number of dead spiders.

Inside the canyon is a temple. I wonder if it's an old wizard's taste to build a temple inside the cave. There are spider sculptures all over the ruined temple.

“There are still shapes. pieces.”

“Will it be a living vagina? ”

“Haha, I guess that's too much. If such magic had been preserved, the temple would have been much better preserved. ”

The temple is worn out and broken. The marble pillars are missing teeth. There are debris lying around the ground. A blunt face tells me it's long gone. Spider silk intersects the pieces.

I always move forward prepared to breathe fire.

But also, most spiders were slain. Enter the temple and open the iron door. The door is sealed with cobwebs.

Fight! Fight!

Forcibly opens. Spider webs snap.

There are no passageways inside.

What is this place?,

Inside the door, there is a small space where there is no meaning.

The door in the room seems to be able to be opened and locked both inside and outside.

Like a makeshift shelter? ’

It looks like it'll be over if one goes in.

‘Let's put it in here and go. ’

Maybe that's safe for Lena.

Lena checks the boxes in between.

My objective in this dungeon is to hunt and avenge.

But she has her own goals. It's called collecting items.

Unfortunately.

“It's all empty. ”

“Shouldn't we just rip it out ourselves?

To the guards. ”

Lena nods.

“That's right. We should take it from them. ”

Walks between burnt cobwebs and dead bodies. Walk through the rugged black rock.

Teddy Dick!

Thydydidic!

There are often spiders that are still alive and attacking me.

The sound of eight consecutive legs, like a tune, treading on a rock, is quite creepy.

“Avoid.”

You yell low at Lena and rush towards the spiders.

Takeover!

The first encounter makes a strange sound and spits out poison.

I swing the Bastard Sword diagonally. The sword slashed the poison that was sprayed into the air, and cut off the body of the poisoned man from his mouth.

Cheers!

A sharpened poison spills onto the armor. The surface part is corroded with quite a commotion.

But...

I'm not in any danger.

Pot!

Jump into the air and hit Bastard Sword again.

Squeaker!

The user drains the venom into its body and splits the spiders in half. It's just a remnant of what the guards ran away from.

[Level has increased!]

After catching a few, I quickly became level 3.

Nothing too difficult.

I have no intention of feeding these things in my yard on the way to kill the guards.

Whether it's a level up or not, Lena is more mobile and judgmental than before.

I'm not getting caught up in my fights with spiders. I'm losing myself early.

I walked for a few more minutes. Lena whispers to me.

“Shhh. Now be careful.

Light!

Hrrrrrrr!

Shhhhh!

“I don't have to go. ”

The sound of the cracking of the whirlpool, the sound of burning, the sound of repetitive monologues, and the sound of distressing crying resound.

Sound is giving the landscape.

“I think we're in the middle of something. ”

Lena checks the map, and finally connects the horses.

“Leader Hunter. ”

I turned to Lena. I think I have to go ahead alone. I'm not sure I can protect her.

“You stay here. ”

“No? What does that mean?

I'm coming with you. ”

I thought about it for a while.

“Oh.

Puck!

Lena fainted with a slight tap on her neck. She was just about to notice my attack. I could have failed if I had been a little more vigilant.

‘That's amazing. ’

My agility is more than twice her. Nevertheless, he almost avoided the incoming attack right next to him. It was an amazing sense.

But I couldn't bring myself to join the inferno ahead of me.

I've seen her pass by, put her in a 'shelter’ the size of which only one person would enter, and locked the door outside.

It can be opened and locked from the inside. Even if I die, it doesn't mean she's hopeless.

You make your way back to the noisy room. I put the powder from the old man on my whole body. I rubbed it all over my body, and I sprinkled it all over my armor and cloak.

‘It's over. ’

You grabbed Lena's black iron belt around her waist.

It is a stock solution of Grasmear.

Aim the elongated tube forward and grasp the manual pump handle.

Boom.

I started walking forward.

Leaving the temple, heading to a place of broken and burning cries.

[Enter boss' awareness range.]

[Boss Hunting in progress.]

[Side Judgment: Magical Property <UNK> ]

[Privileges granted]

[Dungeon Boss, would you fight twelve-foot spiders?]]

[Yes/No]

If you help Webslinger, there is a 0.051% chance that she will fall for you.

There's a 0.049% chance she'll ignore you.

99.9% chance of attacking me. Of course, I had no intention of helping you from the beginning.

Look around from a high place.

A giant spider about four meters long catches your eye.

There are not eight legs.

‘There are four more. ’

Twelve. However, movement is many times faster.

Spiders are trapped in a ring of fire.

They prowl around, desperately avoiding the Human throwing Flame Bottle.

Extraction of spiders.

There, there are many human corpses left to chew on. Unarmed Humans.

‘Fair enough. ’

I saw the situation at a glance.

Twelve webslingers.

While she chews up the humans the guards threw at her.

The guards hurl the Flame Bottle.

They made a ring of fire to trap her.

Boom!

Hrrrr!

Tsk, tsk!

Gorgeous!

The Flame Bottle never ends.

The ring is about 20 meters in diameter.

Within the ring of fire, she has dozens of eyes, jumping back and forth.

But the ring is getting narrower.

It has already spread in the fire.

Kyahhhhhhhhh!

As she burns, the screams of the guards are circling and enjoying themselves.

I sniff it out one by one.

I see baldness in my arms.

Dallac.

Hold fire in both hands. In the midst of Abigail, baldness does not miss a small noise.

He turns his head. Eyes meet. A sturdy figure gives me a perplexing look on his face.

I don't know how he was born or how he lived. But I know how to die.

“Hey, there! ”

He points at me with his finger.

I've turned the pumps, Pavat, with all my strength aimed at the guards.

Pa ■ Adaa ■ Adaa ■ Aah?!

The white flame exploded and blew everything in front of ten meters.

The flame that was stuck near the pit turns blue.

Suddenly, it erupts into a dungeon.

The air burned white. Webslinger, which was at the center of misfortune, quickly turned white ash.

Even the guards on fire burn black and dead within seconds.

“Shhh, baaaaahhh! ”

The captain of the guard, half-broken, struggles in the fire.

I'm strangely surviving long enough to see if I was spraying a lot of flame-retardant medicine on my body and clothes alone.

He'll be dead soon.

But even in this fire.

‘It's not hot. ’

I wasn't even a little hot.

I feel no heat in the flames that have swept me to the outskirts of the Boss Zone.

In my head, constantly.

Ring, ring, ring!

There's a sound. All kinds of confusing windows keep popping up.

[Level has increased!]

[Level.]

[Upstairs!]

Only level-up messages are overwritten by a single page. I keep getting messages.

Tiring!

Clear!]

[You've defeated the dungeon chief.]

[Rank Determination: D +]

[Determine Difficulty: Despair]

[Determination of difficulty will add 200% of the warrior points.]

Tiring!

[D + Rank Cleared: 54 Points]

[Add difficulty: 108 points]

[You got 162 points!]

Tiring!

[Calculate your store permissions.]

[Store Rating: Novice]

Until: 214/256 [Insufficient permissions.]

[You cannot use the Warrior Store directly.]

The higher your rank, the less access you have to your store. This limit is designed to prevent beginners from wasting points. We appreciate your patience.

[Automatically purchase optimal privileges. Scanning the environment.]

[Scanning Player.]

[Cannot grant privileges.]

"I can't?" Why? ’

I tilt my head.

Fighting.

Tugu.

But for some reason, my body won't move. It's not hot at all.

This is so cool.

Why?

I lowered my head.

Tuck.

At that moment.

The skull falls to the ground.

Crisp.

It breaks and becomes dust.

The last thing I saw.

It was my body melting like a candle in the flames.

‘Why.? ’

Melted My Body.

Just when I was wondering.

His consciousness completely shut down.