The Reincarnated Corporate S*ave Will Not Rest Until He Becames the Strongest in the Other World

"This is...."

Speak to yourself without noticing the strange sight.

I heard it as knowledge.

Adventurers who die in the Labyrinth (Dungeon) are absorbed by the Labyrinth and converted into magic.

In other words, if more than one of the adventurer's belongings is dropped, it indicates that the owner is the food for the labyrinth.

It usually takes one to two days from death to absorption into the labyrinth.

However, there is an exception called the boss room. The boss room seems to be absorbed as soon as the challenger is destroyed in order to attract the next one.

... probably the equipment scattered here belongs to the defeated foreigners.

Even if you know it as knowledge, if you think that the monster in front of you killed someone just before you in this room, your stomach fluids will come up.

But the monsters are attacking us irrespective of our feelings.

Lightning Rain

Wipe out the surroundings with magic while suppressing the agitation.

Poison Draco spits out his poison bracelet because he is angry about being surrounded.

While avoiding, the thickened poisonous mist is scattered by wind magic.

Poison Draco tapped his tail at an incredibly fast pace because of the limited amount of poison fog he could avoid.

He threw himself out at the tail all night, but he flew backwards without offsetting the shock.

My hands are numb and I'm about to drop my sword.

It's incredibly powerful... about three muskels in the senses.

I was expecting that maybe I could cut my tail a thousand times at night, but it seems almost intact with a few scales bouncing off.

Even if it rots, is it a dragon species?

Now it's our turn.

Wearing the "Lightning Aura", he clasped his hands with the thunderbolt.

Poison Draco intercepts with his tail with a speed that is not commensurate with its enormity.

While slightly off track, the thunderbolt slits its tail.

Shallow...!

Scales and meat were harder than expected and half of the tail could not be cut.

Gyaaaahh!

You touched the poison draco's scales, and the scales rose with loud roars.

Then magic and poisonous mist erupted from inside the body with great momentum.

Even though it is protected by wind magic, it is so powerful that it jumps back.

The body of the poison lizard that touched the poison mist has dissolved despite the same toxic attributes.

If this strikes straight, it won't hold a damn thing....

He didn't want to penetrate into the poisonous fog and fired several shots of "Lightning Ray" at Poison Draco.

Poison Draco rushed into it with agile movements.

There are some that are inevitably hit, but the dragon scale with high magic resistance does not cause fatal wounds.

Forgive me for saying that swords and magic are hard to do...!!

A poison draco that rotates its body to match the thrust and pushes its tail around.

Your face twitches to a giant dragon that sprays a poisonous mist and rushes in while rotating at an incredible speed.

Wizards and archers with low physical abilities would be desperate if they were pushed into this.

Attract Poison Draco with such calm thoughts and activate "Blitz Axel" to avoid jumping just before the tail bump hits.

Soon a scaffold was created over the sky in "Sky Step", and it stepped into the true (...) below (...), shaking a thunderbolt wrapped in "White Air".

The power broke Poison Draco's fat neck in a single blow beyond expectation, creating a rift in the labyrinth floor.

Even though I couldn't amputate my tail the other day, a blow to the neck that was several times thicker... I took a breath without feeling more powerful than expected in White Gas.

By defeating the boss, the poisonous fog that was trying to fill the room disappears.

The poison lizard was melted and not in a condition to be brought back as a material.

Poison Draco, which is troublesome to dismantle and sort materials, is stored in the "Sub Space Library (Item Box)".

I see the equipment of the visitors scattered in the room.

I think I should collect it and report it to the Alliance, and I will also collect the equipment.

It was a complicated mood like a graveyard thief, not feeling well, but being left alone.

I wanted to go back to the labyrinth transfer board immediately, but I stepped a little bit into the forty levels because it might be a special level that needs some preparation.

In conclusion, the forty levels were undead caves such as zombies, goules, skeletons, etc.

There were rumors that the absorbed adventurers in the labyrinth were being re-used (...) for profit (...), and I felt uneasy about the adventurers who had died in the boss's room earlier.

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"Sirius, thank you for taking the report and the equipment home."

Celia lowered her eyebrows and received the guild cards of the dead adventurers I picked up.

When I tried to submit the equipment and Alliance Cards I picked up in the boss's room to the Alliance, I was told that I would only collect the Alliance Cards, but that the equipment would belong to the Collector.

She said she didn't need it and gave it to me in silver as soon as she could exchange it at the buying counter.

I had no intention of using the equipment of people who had died close to me.

"Even so, I can't believe I took down Poison Draco and went to the 40th floor... Poison Draco is an A-rank monster. Even though it's a level of difficulty for a party that usually includes A-rank adventurers, how strong is Sirius... I'm glad you won, but once you get into the boss's room, you can't escape. Be really careful."

Celia shook hands with a worried face.

* giggle *, it conveys that you're really worried.

"The deepest level of the Central Labyrinth is 49 floors. I mean, nobody's been able to break through the boss room on the 50th floor. There were a lot of A-rank parties that didn't come back... and the country's Labyrinth Warriors were attacking 47 levels. I know you're strong, Sirius, but don't be so rude... if Sirius doesn't come back, I..."

Celia looks me in the eye and speaks like that. [M]

The eyes seemed to have no heart or tears.

It was Celia who told me about the labyrinth. I may have that sense of responsibility.

Celia was delighted and smiled while unexpectedly relaxing her cheeks.

"Thank you, Celia. I don't want to die either, so I will never die in the labyrinth."

"Sirius, I promise.

"Yes, I promise."

When I gently twisted my little finger on the little finger that Celia offered me, she showed me a smile with tears.