Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

The body is leaning against the tree. The tree withered and the corpse withered.

“That's big.”

I mutter as if passing by.

It's the size of a human. However, it is bigger than other Goblins. I can see how big and tall he is.

The jawbone protrudes, and the upper torso muscles develop quite well. He's not just any guy.

“Yes, it's a big one. He jumped out.

I conquered them from afar. Heh heh heh.

“That's enough. A warrior goblin.”

A veteran among warriors.

You can easily tell the Goblin's strength by its appearance. I have a lot of experience with them.

It's one of the most common things.

Humans still dominate the world with their unique fertility and obsession.

“You're the superintendent! You don't know anything. ”

They rub their hands at your sides.

I walked slowly to the Goblin.

The body is full of arrows.

The arrow through the body is embedded deep in the tree behind you. The arrow never knocks you down.

I reached out for my open eyes. Wrapped around it like a sweep.

“Director, uh, Now. Well. Hacie Pic!

The knife marks the back of the man who wants to ask questions.

“Shh! What are you asking? I'll show you the way.”

“Oh, yeah.

The men and I walked the path. It was in front of the Goblin Dungeon. The entrance to the dungeon seemed to have quite a lot of people living there.

“Stop! Oh, there you are. Who is he? ”

Near the entrance hill, there were a few crossbows with shields to cover their bodies.

“Director, I need to speak with you for a moment. ”

I nodded. The knife marks approach the archers guarding the entrance and whisper something.

The leader of the horde of crossbows was a man in a plausible chain hat. He looks slightly surprised, but nods and accepts.

The blade marks returned to the horde, waiting for four men to come together outside the dungeon.

“You stay here. I'll take the superintendent into the dungeon myself. ”

“Director, come this way. ”

I felt a slight change in his mood. But I didn't feel like it.

A message appears in the air as you stand at the entrance to the dungeon.

[Bloody Deer Goblin Village (Occupied)]

[Dungeon Rank: E Minor]

[Fair Level: 1020]

[Easy dungeon at current level.]

[This is a large dungeon.]

[Appropriate clears in 15? 20]

Low target level, but high capacity.

‘It's a big place. ’

I look at the air. Weird messages in the air. The others won't see this window.

He spills me.

“Well, is there anything you're seeing? Dungeon Door looks good, right? ”

“No. Let's go in. ”

I go into the dungeon.

[Enter the dungeon.]

A cave with high ceilings appeared.

Several humans with bows are holding out. Whether it was originally there or installed by Humans, there was a bright torch burning everywhere.

There was a pile of extracted blood stones on shelves all over the place.

Calculating the pile of blood stones seemed to have killed over a hundred of them.

Some people kept a good track of their books.

“Come this way.

The knife marks appear to be circling the cave. You move with a zigzag. I follow you quietly, and say a few words.

“You don't think of me as a supervisor. ”

His attitude was different from when he was outside the cave. He didn't seem to think of me as a supervisor at all.

The knife scar that I was leading you to smiles deeply.

“Oh, that's right.

At the same time, the narrow cave opened. A wide, large hole emerges.

There are torch hangers all around. The ceiling was much higher than it has ever been.

Gugu!

In a narrow passageway that's been walking so far,

A stone wall protrudes and blocks the way back.

‘An organ device. ’

Kick it. Kick it.

The sound of crossbows being loaded was confusing.

I quickly looked around.

More than ten men were holding crossbows.

Most of them were aiming at me, Wat, who had finished loading.

Everyone's face is full of laughter.

The knife marks were quickly removed from me. I stood next to him with a crossbow and a plausible chain hat.

He was guarding the alley leading to the dungeon, the one I saw earlier.

The knife trail continues.

“That's because, of course, you're not a supervisor. ”

“You don't believe in ID? ”

Then the knife scar crept.

“Hey, hey, Benson Fletcher was my direct supervisor. And he died a year ago. ”

The men with crossbows giggle together. The blade marks the horse.

“Who the hell are you? Sir Fletcher? Are you back from the grave?”

Boom.

I took a step forward.

The man next to the knife marks cried out.

“Don't move! A metal plate is a triangle that pierces like paper! ”

He shrugs.

Huff, puff, puff. Huff.

I clapped with my Gauntlet hand.

I knew from the start. However, I did not feel comfortable. I was fooled by him.

“Excellent acting. ”

“Who is it? I don't torture you for killing that son of a bitch Fletcher. I could just kill him.“ ”

The blade is dead. Of course it's a lie. He doesn't even have the authority to make decisions.

Around you, there are those who saw earlier.

Everyone is holding a crossbow, throwing away their weapons such as thorns and clubs. The numbers add up to twenty. There was no cover and the retreat was blocked.

The conclusion is simple.

‘Sprint.’

Jill Ruiz, a preliminary member of the Necron Society, was troubled. Rufus touches the knife marks on his face.

I caught him impersonating Pretcher.

If you fight on the side of the road, you may run away or lose.

That's why I was acting, plotting, and dragging him all the way here.

Twenty crossbows on him. There's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.

It's overwhelming.

If the archers just put down a protest, it becomes a beehive at once.

Dozens of triangles pierce through your body.

If you pierce the heart and lungs, you won't be able to sigh and die all at once.

But...

His posture is too tacky.

I don't see any fluctuations.

Are you confident you can avoid this many crossbows?

At that moment, he starts to move.

“Shoot! Shoot! ”

Jill Ruiz exclaims in a seizure.

The twenty-foot crossbow flew towards the knight.

Shoot!

Shoot!

One foot was a triangle iron rod that could pierce through the metal plate.

Furverbuck!

He was aiming, ready to fire. It was a moving target, but it was half right.

The arrow falls straight into your armor. That's right. Now, if he falls, take off his helmet and examine the body.

Screaming!

Degur!

Screaming!

Aah! Aah!

What was in front of me was an unrealistic sight.

The visible situation was clumsy.

The arrow pierces the armor.

Not one or two. An arrow went deep into the heart and lungs.

Nevertheless, the knight moves like nothing.

I ran with arrows in my heart, lungs, and stomach, and split the archers' heads in half.

‘That's impossible. ’

Arrows in arms and legs make it hard to move. If you stick it in your heart or lungs, it's instantaneous.

The knight, however, is pressing his arrows into the area and moving freely.

Above all.

Outside the armor, not a drop of blood flows.

Chest.

Thighs.

Even my head.

Sneak!

The other one, the head of the reserve member, is like watermelon and clams.

Unlike the Goblins, there is no bloody stone in the human brain.

The archers with their skulls split in half fall back on their crossbows.

Ting!

Tedding!

Reloading, the arrows you just shot hit the ceiling.

”Shoot, shoot! Keep firing! “

Jill Ruiz, the man with the knife marks on his face, doubted the eyes. However, he shouted out in a seizure.

Even though I couldn't understand the situation in front of me, miraculously, the archers who succeeded in hitting the next load got a few more shots.

Shoot, shoot, shoot!

Puebuck! Puebuck!

Etc.

Thighs.

Pelvis.

The user's arrows are placed in a deadly area. Once the crossbow is in place, the body is stuck where it can't move.

And yet the knights are comfortable.

You turn to the side and slit the archers' throats.

Squeaker!

Another member of the Necron Reserve will be laying down on the road.

Now, the members were losing even the conditional reflexes.

“Oh, oh, you're not going down? ”

“Boo, you're definitely hit! Hrrrgh!”

‘That's it. ’

Most arrows pass through empty spaces.

Penetration Attack Below Rank!]

[Reduce incoming damage by 40%!]

Thorn Maze Conqueror

A withered maze.

Privileges gained from the raid reward filled with poisonous thorns are becoming quite useful.

A maze that lasted ten full days.

A labyrinth made of poisonous thorns that move throughout the maze. Blood quickly becomes poisonous when pierced. Floors, ceilings, and sides are full of poisonous thorns.

If the humans attack.

What a huge challenge.

It was a crazy difficulty, but for me, it was just a maze.

If you had gone in with Lena with tracking skills, you would have targeted her in one day, not ten holes.

But if she did, she would have died of thorns.

Anyway.

[Damage 40%.]

Even the arrows that penetrate through the armor and hit the 'bone’ are also being severely reduced in damage.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh!! ”

I've slaughtered about ten men. Some of them just drop crossbows and try to catch the melee weapon.

But it's too late.

Fighting is vital. I heard from Lena. On that note, they were completely overwhelmed.

When the attack is nullified in an unimaginable way, it becomes completely panicked.

“Stop, the stone wall! Open the stone wall!"

There was no leader to take responsibility for fraud. The blade marks attempt to move the trachea and escape.

Unfortunately, the entrance is closer to me.

Pot!

I hit the ground hard.

Screaming!

You put a knife in the back of the running chain hat. The chained hat groans and kneels.

He pulls the knife right out of his back, just as he pulls it out of his blade.

You swing at the man with the axe next to him. He barely holds the bloody axe.

How many clams the goblin's head was made with an axe. Green blood tangles around the blade of the axe.

Squeaker!

The blade strikes the ax sack and its head simultaneously. A cut throat gushes of blood.

There were three left.

“Ah, ah, sa, save me! ”

Fluffy, fluffy! Fluffy!

The three of them knelt at the same time. I felt like I had given up on my fear and ran away.

“Rise.”

I moved my finger up.

“Hee, hee! ”

The knife scars have hiccupped. It didn't go well with the look of an impression. I tilted my head and asked.

“I never said I'd kill you. ”

”Well, is it? “

“You did attack first, didn't you? Right?"

“Yes! Yes!! ”

Three men nod desperately.

I thought about it.

I tried to defend myself, but it's a shame to kill them all here.

They ask me to save them.

Should I kill him?

Like before, setting up a positive relationship again would be fine.

“Wait a minute.”

I dug through the armor. I pulled out another ID I had.

I was in the middle of the identity of a crossbow I met in the grave. It was glowing in red as well.

I gave them the identity of the crossbow. He showed it to one of them and spoke in a merciful voice.

“Let's use this ID this time.

What do you think? You gonna be okay? ”

The three of them sniff and nod at the same time.

“Th-that's okay! ”

“Then show me. To the Goblin. ”