Genocide Reality

Proceeding to the deepest room on the twelfth basement floor, large amounts of dark matter (dark matter) gather from the black walls to form a collective.

Axion. A pitch-black swinging giant creature, it no longer maintains its human form because it is a collective, making it a creepy collection like octopus or mukade with hundreds of hands and feet.

But a proper white mask is formed in the center of its black face.

If it crumbles there, you can't assemble and die, but it doesn't change the weakness.

"So here you are. The boss of the twelve tiers. Who are you going from?

"Overtaking, I will!

Lieutenant Richard?

Old man, you're doing well.

"Whoa, whoa!"

Though he stands up to a giant octopus-like monster, screaming.

Without judging the outstretched limbs, they get caught.

"Well, you will. Ariadne, help the old man."

"Yes!"

Defeat, if not death, is an important experience.

"We're going, too!

Lillina's troops also set up a special attack aimed at the white mask, which is a weakness, but are caught up in massive numbers of hands and feet.

"Are you okay?"

"You can still do it!

But Lillina, who wields the chains of an electric chainsaw, helps him and fights the tangled hands and feet of an axion well.

Coming here, the selected soldiers are finally starting to fight flexibly.

Imitating an old man, he's trying to fight with a gun and a sword.

Lieutenant Richard seems to be making a good impact.

Reflecting the labyrinth difficulty, Adamantite gear comes from the chest after defeating the monster.

Lillina and the others, we'd better switch weapons and protective equipment over there.

Around where everyone was active to some extent, I also go to the white mask with my magic martial arts, without daring to use a knife, fighting with my bare hands against the hands and feet of a stiff axion.

Think ahead, I want to work out my body surgery as well.

Eventually, the white mask of Axion was shattered by the beating of his fist many times, preventing Axion from maintaining the collective.

That way, all you have to do is mess up the dark matter (dark matter) so you can destroy each one.

"Hmm... so far so good? You want a break?"

I'll ask Lillina that.

"Some soldiers are snagging, just a little bit"

Lillina stopped forcing herself, too.

I can see around you.

It's good to know if you can afford to care for someone else.

Even if I can recover my health and stamina, I still moisten my throat, along with many soldiers, in the boss's room, always with a fountain.

"Well, it's time to go"

to the basement thirteen tiers.

Thirteen tiers is a burning zone of hell.

Hell's watchdog in flames, the Hellhounds, gladly beat him up because he would welcome him, but from there on ahead, no enemies will come at all.

We weren't exactly caught off guard, but Lillina and the others felt nervous.

"You guys seem to have figured it out."

"It's strange not to have enemies."

Yes, it's not the gospel that doesn't have enemies that are supposed to come.

Rather bad news.

When we reach mid-thirteenth level, we hit a huge cavity.

So, finally, the vicious omen showed up as expected.

A bunch of dark to pitch-black armored warriors. I even take them, like ninjas.

A general wearing luxurious green armor in the lead releases the neck of a burning skeleton here.

"This is natural. If you think you've got a burning monster, now what's the same samurai? This world is not boring at all."

The neck thrown by the enemy general rolls., the boss of this thirteenth tier.

Looks like the neck of the Pluto (Hell Master).

"Did you kill the Pluto (Hell Master)?

"It was an unfortunate misfortune, but I became accustomed to shoulders."

Yeah, it's funny.

You no longer have enemies or allies.

What I don't see about the monsters is that this bunch of samurai defeated the monsters in the hierarchy, trained and waited?

These guys are probably enemies summoned from different worlds by Zoroaring, the dimensional transfer device that the shrine was talking about.

"Captain! Status, look at their status!

If Sgt. Scott in glasses does it, he'll make a scene, so I'll check the status of the enemy with a portable trust board for something too...

"Raven Round Jungle Cloud (Sorrow Yeah) Age: Seventeen Occupation: Sword God (Ken) Warrior Rank: Transcendent (Overload) Light Industrialist Rank: Breakthrough (Overman) Monk Rank: Final Reacher (Archmaster) Mage Rank: Final Reacher (Archmaster)"

"Well, don't do it."

A hero who has crossed almost the same limits as me.

The dozen samurai and ninjas I have with me were all final arrivals (arkmasters) when I checked them out a little.

"Hey! Don't do it. I'm not about to. What can I do with such an enemy!

If Ensign Scott does it, he's making a scene, but I want you to get used to it.

Instead, I'm glad to see a good opponent.

How can I beat him from the front?

Beating down the same qualifications is the only way to grow, let alone if your opponent is the same samurai.

"There is no shortage of opponents"

"My name is Raven Maru Juyun."

The warlord, dressed in a pitch-black armored helmet, exalts his name.

"I'm Mahatma Wataru."

"The king of this world, who asked Lord Mahatma, or indeed Lord Sin, was such a name."

"Also a sinus lord"

"Lord Dong says that if we defeat the kings of the other kingdoms, they will give our Raven Maru people their territory. I almost gave up on you once, but thank you."

"I don't know about your situation."

"This one, too, is something to know. There is no resentment, but this is also a statute of the world. Ahead, only by the sword"!

Towards me already pulling out the isolation (solitude), a warlord of the other realm called the Jungle Cloud cut through the knife of his hips at the same time.

I didn't mean to hit you either. This is a knife extraction technique.

It's a heavy hipster blow with absolute confidence when you cut me off with every knife, but you step on it with your feet.

To this extent, you can't let him kill you.

"It's a brilliant knife extraction."

"Wow, can't you break in this jungle cloud?"

The blue-blooded sword of the body is said to be the sword of the jungle cloud (Muraku).

Speaking of which, was there such a divine sword name in some myth?

Either way, thank God we met a good enemy. I no longer need words.

Like, sprinkle a spark and hit each other with a knife.

We started the fight, so we started the fight with a bunch of samurai.

There are fewer enemies than this one, even though they are in the wrong hands.

I'm ready for the struggle, but I'll let you guys get over it as food (convulsions) and grow even more.

That's when I thought so and stepped in for another half step and punched in deep.

"Master, I'm new!

Ariadne screams.

Further behind the labyrinth, a group of Western-style knights and a group of Oriental-style militants emerge.

I don't even have to measure my status on the trust board.

Its cavaliers and militant groups were a group of samurai named Raven Maru and a heroic unit of the same rank, respectively.

Lord Dong and I are going to summon three similarly qualified Hero Squads and crush us from the three sides.

The power difference is roughly triple.

"Chip, can't you kill me slowly? Kazuba!"

If we deploy without rules, we can't choose the means.

This one also allows me to use dragon gall Japanese leaves (kirifu) that transcend Genocide Reality rules.