343 341 Beyond the Labyrinth (2/2)

To Meir's words, Chiara stabs the nail with a scary, serious look. After hearing that, Gwendalfa must have gotten scared of Groundlers again. I shook Burri and his giant.

”Master Chiara. Are you so horrible?

”Naturally. Let me tell you who you should be most vigilant about in this dungeon. That's not a dungeon master or a mullerian. Groundlers lost sight. Remember.”

Tell them in a low voice, as Chiara threatens everyone. No, it's not a threat, I guess it's the truth. Chiara felt a strong nervousness.

”Okay.”

”Mm-hmm. Okay.”

……

Meir and Fran also nod with a strange face. Looks like there's no word for it to get to Gwendalfa. Take a breath, he's groaning. The Maids are amazing here as usual. It's iron spiritual power.

”But I can't wait to congratulate you here, can I?

”I know. In the first place, it wasn't decided to be Ground Lars.”

”Bye!”

”We have to go.”

And Chiara touches the door.

Gogogogogogo...

Beyond the door, which opened with a raised ground, was a large circular hall. Your first impression is of the Colosseum. Well, the ground is cobbled, and the ceiling is domed.

What reminded me of the Colosseum when I saw this place might be the pressing atmosphere of a man with a giant sword in the middle of the hall and a warcraft-like Triceratops nearly 20 metres long facing that man.

The Warcraft had already lost three of them within a corner with five; six legs had also been reduced to four, and blue and black blood had fallen from the severed legs. A number of lacerations are carved into the armor-like crust covering the entire body, which would obviously be harder than iron, and meat is visible from the gap.

Yes, the big man with the horns from his forehead did not have any scratches. On the contrary, I haven't even disturbed my breath. It was clearly overwhelming the Warcraft, which would be equivalent to the Threat C rank.

”Buomo ohhhhhhh......!

Warcraft raises the roar of anger, but it doesn't move. No, I can't move. It's worn out in previous battles, and I guess it's even planted a deep fear of men. He also has a rough nose and a murderous caged gaze at the man, but he didn't try to get out of front of the scene.

A man who had been observing such a warcraft for some time took on the shoulder the great sword he had erected. And turn your left hand against the Warcraft.

With the sudden increase in magic, the man shrugged.

”Crush it.”

”Boo-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!”

Shortly afterwards, I saw the Warcraft crushed from left to right, as if it were being pushed around with an invisible giant hand. I can't even take a look and only the pitiful screams of the Warcraft echo in the hall. Eyes and tongues pop out because of strong compression, and blood erupts from wounds all over the body. The fluids were also eventually held back by invisible walls, and I had to accumulate them on the spot.

And a few seconds later, the Warcraft was brutally crushed, both to see and to see, by some kind of attack unleashed by the man. From the front, it just looks like a single board.

I dutifully appraised the man - Groundlers, but he was a monster.

* Posts Earthlarth status appraised by master in thanksgiving