Nidhogg Can't Keep Up

"Heh...heh...no way, the demon swordsman already has that sword on the first floor, how could it involve the 50th floor dungeon..."

"If it's that lord...you can't say for sure..." the giant sword ghost swordsman who was suspected of being a diehard Nidhogg fan said uncertainly.

"and also…"

"okay!"

Someone else wanted to say something, but was forcibly interrupted by Kazuhide Miyamoto. He looked into the distance and said, "Look around you! Now is the time to chat?! The dungeon has been opened!"

After the words fell, under the dark sky, the darkness began to squirm... No, to be precise, something was squirming in the darkness.

Before anyone could muster up the courage to step forward to investigate, the darkness had already flown into the air to be at eye level with everyone.

It was a scarab the size of a bottle cap, and the black scarabs crawled up from the dark shadows, gathering towards the first scarab that flew into the air.

The scarabs with an extremely disgusting aura gathered together in a posture that frightened the patients with dense phobias, and gradually turned into... scarecrows?

"Roar!——" An ear-piercing dull roar came from the scarecrow, as if the sound of rags being torn made people subconsciously have the urge to plug their ears.

In the next moment, a filthy figure leaped up at an extremely fast speed and attacked Kazuhide Miyamoto!

The interlacing between silhouettes, Kazuhide Miyamoto who reacted at the moment of being attacked narrowly avoided the deadly blade raised by the filthy silhouette.

But the filthy figure still slammed into the ground unabated, as if it didn't adjust its falling posture and fell to the ground.

This funny action did not arouse the ridicule of everyone present. The huge rotten blade with a height of [-] meters that smashed the cracks in the ground and the power hidden in the seemingly worn-out body were shocking.

Wearing a dilapidated face hat, a funny scarecrow-like appearance, various mottled sackcloth patches on the body, and the hemp thread buttons on the seams are also extremely worn out, and the movable limbs are like puppets because the dark scarab can do simple activities, The only weapon that can be used as a coat is the huge rusted scimitar joined by the right hand.

No one is likely to be able to connect this guy with ordinary "creatures", even with the concept of a devil, the only word that can summarize his existence is probably the word "monster". "A demonic scarecrow gathered from a large number of dark scarabs contaminated by the atmosphere of the demon world"

The light screen that appeared in front of all the players present said so.

This is also a feature of dungeons formed by otherworldly games: there are many 'SAO' game settings and modes with very different styles, such things like monster descriptions are not available in the 'SAO' system.

"Drink!" Holding the heavy spear and ax tightly with both hands, he slashed from top to bottom!

The spear axe, actually called a war halberd, is a heavy weapon suitable for chopping, stabbing, and chopping, and it should be widely used on the battlefield.Kazuhide Miyamoto's spear axe is one meter long just by the handle. It is pitch black with a spiral-shaped spear tip on the top, and a huge single-edged ax is attached to the rear.Now he is using the most powerful attack method of this type of weapon.

Beheading——!

"Chong!"

There was a huge metal collision sound, and all members of the Moon Night Black Cat Group stared wide-eyed.

"Block... blocked?!"

The scarecrow held up the rusted scimitar in his hand, clamping the heavy ax blade. This was the first time that the Moonlight Black Cat Group saw a wild monster blocking Kazuhide Miyamoto's beheading skills.

"That's not necessarily—! Drink!" Kazuhide Miyamoto let out a dull sound, and there was a tearing sound, and the empowered ax blade broke through the defense of the scimitar, cutting the scarecrow into pieces from head to toe. In two halves, HP instantly turned red and cleared.

Two seconds later, the rags and the scarab turned into black gas and dissipated in the air.

The scarecrow was killed by the trigger of the beheading death effect. Under the eyes of everyone adoring, Miyamoto Kazuhide was so gloomy that he could drip water, because countless scarabs flew into the air, as if sending out a signal.

——The devil's feast has begun...

……

"President! I can't stand it anymore." Surrounded by dozens of scarecrows, a shield fighter from the Moon Night Black Cat Group struggled to stabilize the tower shield on the ground, feeling the continuous force from the shield, He finally couldn't help shouting out.

Swinging the double sticks to repel the scarecrow in front of him, he turned his head to see the unsupportable decline of the members, Keita was also very anxious, and subconsciously relied on Kazuhide Miyamoto in front of him.

"Brother Miyamoto! What should we do now?"

Glancing at the surrounding environment, Miyamoto Kazuhide's eyes were fixed, and he swept the spear and ax with his right hand, and at the same time shouted: "Come closer!"

Then he ran around the players behind him as the center, and swept the group of "fragile" scarecrows vigorously with the spear and ax in his hand.

After he turned around, he stood still in front of everyone, surrounded by scarecrows lying on the ground and twisting.

"Stand back now!" Kazuhide Miyamoto swung his spear and ax to guard against the scarecrow who got up, and escorted the people behind him.

Originally, according to the qualities of the scarecrows, which are high in attack and low in defense, they can stand up from the ground again, enough for the players of the Moon Night Black Cat Group to exit the encirclement, but it is a pity that there cannot be only scarecrows here...

"Shh!"

The cold sharp blade pierced the chest of a player holding a mace downward from the air.

The sudden change made everyone stunned, watching the player's HP drop like water.

"Ding!"

Kazuhide Miyamoto, who reacted quickly, took a step forward, swung the ax blade and bombarded the slender blade, but it didn't cut off, but at least the latter was stimulated to retract the blade.

"Ah...ha..." The mace player looked at the HP bar that had entered the red residual blood state in front of him, sat on the ground gasping for breath in fright, and frantically clicked out the healing crystal to use it up.

At this moment, everyone woke up like a dream, staring at the new enemy in the sky.

The ferocious red head is full of sharp horny horns, the blue eyes are emotionless, and everything below the head is shrouded in a black smoky coat.Floating in the air, the slender sharp blade is hidden somewhere, the overall image is like a god of death...

"With a virtual coat that can pass through physical obstacles at will, the native demon of the demon world: Mephisto. It is difficult to damage it with physical attacks, and only magic damage can break its virtual coat."

The monsters in the devil's illustrated book show the appearance of conscientiousness, but Mephisto floating in the air is still a tricky monster that is difficult for everyone to defeat.

And there's more than one.

Looking up at the three Mephistos floating around them in the air, the players of the Moonlight Black Cat Group were filled with despair.