＜Infinite Dendrogram＞

■ Dueling city Gideon Central Square

In front of the entrance to the Central Grand Arena, there is an open space called Central Square.

Usually busy with stalls, street arts, etc., it is one of Gideon's attractions combined with the Great Arena itself.

But even Gideon said it was the night the premier big event opened, and now Central Square is a shell of stalls, and no street performer is alone.

It is also natural.

The whole Gideon area is in disarray due to the game Franklin started.

The people who were in this central square are also fleeing the Great Arena, the center point of the noise to scatter spider children.

But some have gathered together instead.

Those are around forty < masters > and their Tame Monsters and slaves.

They are uniformly ready for battle, alerting the entrance to the Grand Arena and sealing it off with a surrounding arrangement.

They are not wary of Franklin monsters coming out of the city who storm inside the Great Arena.

Instead, we are preparing to eliminate the confusion surrounding Gideon.

They were one of Franklin's pawns, and their sponsors - on the phone with Chancellor Vigoma - called them “turnovers”.

As the name suggests… they were the < masters > of the kingdom, but those who wished to flee to the Empire.

The reason is simple, for profit.

When the war resumes and ends... it's as if profit is different from being in the victorious and defeated countries.

Therefore, with the deterioration of the situation in the kingdom, attempts to exile to another country will not be cut off.

There are also quite a few of them who say, "Before you exile, set the rules for Drife and then move".

Like them.

Not to be a loser, to ride a winning horse.

They were < masters > of the kingdom's PK and PK reserves that Franklin used as bait for asylum under favourable conditions to join in this plan.

"Hoops, I hear you realize they can get out if they're on a low level."

Words are uttered by a sleeper wearing dragon leather armor as he watches the lobby of the arena from the entrance.

"Oh. I thought I could keep doing nothing, but I knew you'd make it."

It is the woman in priestly clothes who responds.

"Hyah! It's a fishing bottle!

I hung sunglasses with that and bright red hair as a Mohican... so it was a man dressed in mage style.

They are three people who are particularly level among the turnovers gathered in this central square.

[Gangswordsman (Strongswordman)] Lizak.

[Bishop] Mira.

[Red Lotus Artist (Pyromancer)] Mohican Red.

Other than them, the level of the turnaround group is over 100, but they all have a combined level of over 300.

The three of them also behave as leaders in this group because they were friends of the old knowledge.

Most of all, it doesn't mean they're the strongest of the turnovers.

There is also a variety in the turnaround group.

Those with excellent fighting power.

Or those who are mediocre but want asylum.

Within them, the former is hit by the destruction of advanced combat forces that have flashed from the arena.

And the latter, inferior in power, is positioned to clean the junior rookies who would come out of this arena.

In other words, it is the situation gathered in this square that means their battle rating in Franklin is not as high as it should be.

Come on, it's time for work.

Evaluations were dissatisfaction, but they still considered themselves lucky.

Because it's an easy job without having to compare.

Because senior positions are obviously stronger than lower levels and lower levels.

You just have to deal with the understatement. This job is easy, no matter what anyone thinks.

"Hyah, they're coming out!

Based on what's going on in the lobby, the bedtime team decides that the rookies are ready.

That number is a little over twenty.

(You win)

Lizac giggles inside.

Needless to say, the power of battle alone. You will not lose in this situation, which is nearly double the number.

That's what Lizac thought.

"Red, if they come out, show them range magic."

"Hyah! The filth is disinfectant!

Mohican Red begins chanting spells. It will be ready in about twenty seconds and you will be greeted with unbearable power in the lower echelons.

(Somewhat enhanced by the support magic of the guys inside, I guess, but to that extent, the difference between lower and advanced is still not good)

Therefore, what is about to begin is a unilateral annihilation, something that cannot even be called a battle.

That's what Lizac thought - he broke the idea.

"What?

I was wondering if you'd let the momentum pop up. Rookie.

But he's not out of the juncture, and one of them is somehow putting only his right hand outside the juncture.

And

"Hell of a temper, full blowout."

Black-purple smoke erupted from the armor that the rookie wore on his right hand with fierce momentum.

The smoke, inhibited by the junction, did not enter the arena, but spread to Central Square - nearly 40% of the turnovers fell ill.

"Hey, this, is..."

Lizac's simple status shows a [intoxication] status anomaly.

If you look at the status display of the party members, besides the [intoxicated] hanging of Lizac, some are hanging from [ferocious] or [debilitated].

"Sa, it's a poison gas with a triple condition anomaly...!?"

Lizac wolves. Fortunately, Lizac is not hung on [ferocious poison] and [debilitating] thanks to the accessories he was equipped with.

But that's not the problem.

"Why do you have such gear... you can use a lower level rookie!?"

That is a natural question.

Equipment has level limits.

Not to mention that equipment that also has skills equivalent to advanced spell skills, such as "doing three state anomalies at the same time," is not something that lower levels could otherwise be equipped with.

It will be tough even on the level of the Lizards.

But there are exceptions.

That's if the gear was an MVP benefit.

Benefit weapon performance depends on the original < UBM >.

And privileged weapons can be used without any restrictions if they have become MVPs.

Most of all, there is usually no possibility that it will be MVP at a low level.

"Yeah..."

"Hey! [Soothing All-purpose Psychotropic (Ericcil)]!

"Oh, but it's a waste..."

"You idiot! If you fight like this, even your junior opponents will eat Despena!?"

The footprint of the turnaround group is disturbed.

The PK and PK reserves collected from the source are not desirable, but they are about to collapse quickly into unexpected deployments.

Regardless of whether the use of [Pleasant All-purpose Psychotropic] is in person, many people hesitate to use it on the monster or slave they are taking from cost and solve it by returning it to [Jewel].

Naturally, battle power is diminished.

"Chip!"

But three of the top three are quick to judge for a long time, and take [soothing panacea] early to recover.

(You got hit. Perhaps they have also been offered [soothing all-purpose psychic drugs] by advanced people in the arena. That way, with more than enough buffing, we can discuss this one suffering from an abnormal condition!

But if not, Lizak looks back at Mohican Red.

There was a Mohican Red figure who completed a huge red fireball.

(All right, now this one frustrates the other foot!

That's how there are signs of something moving at the entrance to the arena in the smokescreen of black purple.

That is a sign that many will leave the border.

Rookie moved, that's what I thought and tried to deal with Lizac...... I immediately felt that it was moving even something different from my own imagination.

(What, you're big!?)

That's how he broke through the black purple smokescreen and appeared - a dragon like a heavy tank.

[Triple Punch (Trihorn/) Square Subdragon (Demi Dragon)].

It is a monster in the subdragon class and instead of having special abilities, its status is particularly high race.

Lizac has also defeated the same race......

"Why would a junior take something like this!!"

It was still unexpected that it would come out here.

While Lyzak was wondering if it was even lent by an advanced in the arena,

"VAMOOOOOOO!!"

[Triple Punch Angle Subdragon] rushes forward with a roar.

There is a fallen back master who has not recovered from a state abnormality yet.

"Redwo!"

"Crimson Sufi."

To Lizac's instructions, Mohican Red attempts to release [Red Lotus Artist] 's deep magic, Crimson Sphere, to the subdragon.

But.

"-" Cut Wing ""

Sounds like a cool voice and playing fingers heard from "The Back of the Subdragon”.

The moment it sounded, The Crimson Sphere, which Mohican Red was supposed to be finishing his chant, the great magic of burying the subdragon, scattered away like a lie.

Shortly afterwards, the subdragon crushed even the counterattack posture by [intoxication] and [debilitation] without any interference.

"Red!"

"No, you're not! Now the guy who canceled my magic..."

The subdragon, which crushed < Master >, is still rampant.

Not only that, but at some point a great weirdo bird of the subdragon class appears and keeps throwing up flames from above.

That's how the confusion deepens, breaking the smokescreen. Now it's time for the Rookies to attack the turnovers.

(You got a lot ahead of yourself because you misjudged your power. But not yet. The power over here is still winning!

Lyzak is right in his judgment.

No matter how unexpectedly equipped you are and how you follow a monster equivalent to a senior position, the difference in total strength is clear.

If you sum up and compare the levels of power you have on this occasion, that's not a double or triple advantage.

I can win. With this difference in power, I can definitely win.

That's what I thought. Lyzak's decision is... utterly correct.

"Here comes the junior master!

"Do it. Aah!!

A man with full body armor and a woman in hunter's clothes set up a weapon to intercept Rookie.

"Huh?"

"Ah?"

With each other's weapons, we attacked each other's steeple.

The armored man's axe cut the hunter's woman, and the arrow unleashed by the hunter's woman pierced the armored man's throat.

That's how the two got seriously injured and kneeled without understanding why... they were knocked down by a subsequent rookie.

"What happened...... Aah!?"

What happened?

Lizac immediately realized it.

Because two characters [charm (...)] had been added to the party member status display.

[Charming]. Helps enemies and kills allies. One of the worst categories of psychiatric state abnormalities.

Also, it is not a viral system, but a mental system. Therefore, it does not help you escape even if you are taking [a soothing panacea].

It's not just the two of us who are [fascinated] on this battlefield or the party members of Lizac.

Other monsters, slaves that I had with me.

Gradually [the charm] had expanded and the majority, the "enemy”, had already turned to those who were supposed to have been the force of the turnaround.

It's hard to deal with advanced at lower levels. Run.

Winning is difficult if you are disadvantaged in number by inferior force of vegetables. Run.

Then you can borrow your strength.

From where?

It is decided.

From the other person (...).

"[Enchanted]...... [Enchanted]!? Stupid!

There's no point in saying that Lizac is stupid.

They are crooked, senior positions and equipped.

Regardless, they are also equipped with accessories to disable them by alerting them to state anomalies.

In fact, Lizac is preventing [ferocious poison] and [debilitation].

However, the types of state anomalies in < Infinite Dendrogram > are enormous, and there is no way that all state anomalies can be counteracted.

One of the state anomalies that was first removed from the object to be prevented in this battlefield when we made a rounding selection of state anomalies to be prevented in that way… that was [fascinating].

Because skills that cause [charm] can only be acquired in a small number of non-combatant positions, such as [female].

If it is advanced, it will rarely be possible to repair [Woman] in order to gain skills, or similarly to enhance the effect of [Associate Demon] 's "Demon Enhancement" in [Woman] 's "Demon Enhancement".

However, a total level of 50 or less… i.e. a case of non-combatant positions choosing [female] from almost the first position jumping into this battlefield… none of them assumed it.

"Oh!? [Woman] 's" Seduction of Males "should only work for women!? Why even men!

"You know what!!"

their other unexpected.

That not only [woman], but even < embrio >, who had the power to cause [charm].

All of the monsters that use [Enchantment] in nature are powerful, have a high degree of Tame difficulty, have a high value, and can still not be readily available for junior positions.

But if Embrio is a succubus, it's a different story.

The succubus attracted the man little by little as he sewed through the chaos gaps on the battlefield.

"Mina!! It's recovery! [Enchanting] heal!!"

Lizac is so called upon to be a high level [bishop].

If she has healing magic skills, she should be able to heal those who [charm] her.

But there was no voice to respond to it.

"What's up! You got hit! Mina!?"

Again, there is no voice to return, and no [charm] recovery takes place.

Because we split the parties and each led another < master > inferior to the other at the level, Lizak could not perceive Mi-na's condition.

But I concluded that I must have been hit within this raid because of the lack of any response.

(Why, why, it should have been a winnable battle...!

Out of overwhelming advantage, five fifths… No, the situation that depressed me to a disadvantage plagued Lizac.

But still, his skilled body swerves down Rookie's Master as he turns to himself in contemplation.

(Yes, not yet. I haven't lost yet. There's still me and Red!

Lizak thinks so, regains his mind, and waves his sword.

"Hyah! Now it's time to disinfect!

Mohican Red was also finishing another chant to get ready to activate the Crimson Sphere.

"Crimson Sphere!!"

Now I couldn't get in the way.

Mohican Red unleashed the magic of maximum power on a single Master.

It fitted that armor that exhaled over the junction earlier.

Mohican Red was aiming to extinguish the charcoal in an instant, in combination with his earlier retribution.

The Crimson Sphere strikes straight without passing aim, as it pokes a gap that is completely out of focus.

"Hyah! It's disinfectant!

The armor of the hand is engulfed in flames.

It leaves no charcoal. It becomes dust of light.

Mohican Red assumes such a second later,

"Huh!"

Fleshed out of the flames.

"What about Hiha?

Mohican Red was taken aback by the reality in front of him.

And from the nostalgia of the armor, shortly after the broken [substitute dragon scale] fell,

"Vengeance is on me"!! "

It was just a blow that wiped out Mohican Red, where more than 250 levels were supposed to win.

"Leh, redwwwwwww!!!?"

It couldn't have been a sight.

Similar to myself, Mohican Red, who was supposed to be a high level of breakthrough on this occasion, was knocked down in one blow by a far lower Rookie.

"Hey, why, this is what happens!

I can still wield my sword.

But his head is confused to the extreme, and his mouth leaks his thoughts in vain.

"We should have been a bunch of advanced... Both its status and the evolutionary phase of < Embrio > were superb...... That's why it's so one-sided, impossible..."

No longer have less than half the power left.

Forty percent of the remaining battle power is also [attracted].

Now that we have lost Mohican Red, one of our greatest forces of war, the Central Square's turnaround group was just as disintegrating.

"... not yet! I haven't lost yet!

He desperately puts himself alive and cuts out his enemies in front of him as a high level [gladiator].

(To win, I tried to fall back on the Empire of Drife. If we lose here, we'll lose...!

Desperately, desperately defeat the enemy in front of you.

It doesn't tell the earliest if that's Rookie or an ex-companion with [charm].

I was intercepting what was coming towards me as an enemy.

"Huh!"

Such a fold, a mighty enemy appeared.

He is dressed in silver all-body armor... No, I assume that silver all-body armor is a monster named [Mithrill Arms Slime] by The Nursing.

(Right, is it wrapping liquid metal-based slime around like armor? This looks like a sturdy opponent...... but!

Lizac hands on his sword - TYPE: Arms' Embrio.

And declare.

"" Pivot Slash Hard Sword (Durandal) "!!"

It's Lizac's use of Durandal's special skills.

Durandal's special skills differ from those of Phraseverg and Poseidon, who were also < Advanced Embrio >.

Those were the types of moves you could get into a single blow, while Durandal's special skills are enhanced.

For a minute more than this - there's nothing Durandal can't cut.

Whatever hardness strength [Mithril Arms Slime] has, it can be cleaved to kill the inner Master.

"Ixo!!"

In response to Lyzak's stepping in, [Mithril Arms Slime] waves a bladed tentacle.

That was comparable to or above the velocity of the advanced avant-garde, but not invisible to Lizac, whose muscle strength and velocity increased due to the secondary effects of the Pivot Slash Hard Sword.

Lizak wields Durandal twice, cutting his tentacles off easily and diving into the enemy's nose.

Once more, you wave your sword around your opponent's torso.

"It's over."

Durandal, which has enhanced the sharpness to the extreme, has no response.

But surely he easily broke [Mithril Arms Slime] 's defense, turning the man inside into a straight two.

Bottom of the torso falls with every half of the [Mithril Arms Slime].

The top half of [Mithril Arms Slime] still moves and tries to stop the bleeding flowing from the cross section.

(No use. The death penalty has already been finalized, Ru......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

The volume of [slime] decreased the area of the other parts only as much as it was moved for hemostasis.

Thus, the [Mithril Arms Slime] on the face part of the < Master > that was in the slime retreats, and the face becomes obvious.

- The face belonged to Lizac's (...) companion (...) [Bishop (...)] Mira (...).

I am stuffed with [Mithril Arms Slime] all over my mouth like a monkey (...).

Furthermore, he was restrained so that he could not move one movement inside [Mithril Arms Slime].

It was for a moment that Lizak's thoughts were blank about what his companions looked like and what he did to make his companions truly two.

In that moment, half the volume of [Mithril Arms Slime] that fell at your feet deformed into spear-shaped form.

- I pierced Lizac from the groin to the brain.

"Vogues?"

In the wake of the fatal injury to the steeple, Lizac's HP is completely compromised.

Only a few minutes of resuscitation time are connected, but the major organs are severely damaged, and that's not long either.

"If you're confused, there's gaps everywhere. Plus, a critical hit to the steeple can target instant death."

What Lizak saw just before the death penalty was the appearance of a boy [Mithrill Arms Slime] crawling by, freed from his pseudo-armor and becoming a particle of light... after work.

"Yeah, just like you taught me."

Beautiful as a snow fairy, the boy speaks to [Mithrill Arms Slime] with the same cool voice that flowed at the beginning of the battle.

"As long as you can get a gap, your opponent can hit you in character. You're right about Sparling. Now you've done it right, Liz."

The boy should look beautiful.

That smile is horrible on top of this to Lizac right now.

(Oh, shit)

Disappearing, Lizac thinks.

(If a guy like this knew these guys were in Rookie)

I didn't imitate this...... with such regret, Lizac became a death penalty.

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Shortly after losing three of his leaders' greatest powers, the Central Square's turnovers were devastated.

That's how the Rookies broke through Central Square scattered all over the city, heading to support monster destruction and search for Franklin.

This battle is just this night's battle.

However, this battle was not inherently triumphant for the Rookie side.

The battle in this central square was countless unexpected for the reversal group, but that's only two if you stick it up.

Ray and Luke...... there was nothing more than two out of standard beings.

To be continued