Chapter 298 < 298 Dungeon Reset >

Ghosts absorb the surrounding fire and heal their wounds.

Therefore, the demons were immortal in the burning forest everywhere.

But this time it was different.

There are many ways to extinguish the fire, but it was also a great way to remove the combustible materials around it.

If we block the fire from moving or spreading somewhere else, the fire will gradually extinguish because there is nothing else to burn.

The situation was the same now.

The male spirits that were pushed out of the labyrinth were now facing a huge wall of dirt across the forest. T r an s l a ted by jpm t l .coｍ

The wall blocks between the demons and the firewood, and the flames continue to burn over time.

The restorative power of the spirits has also been visibly diminished.

The participants who found it opened their eyes.

“Look at that! Ghosts can't recover! ”

“The wall is blocked and the fire is not replenished! ”

“Great! We can't miss this opportunity! ”

T r ans l a t e d b y jp mtl.ｃ om When victory was seen, the participants launched a gunfight against the demons.

Against him, demons spread a red flame from their mouths.

Khoohm!

Bloop!

If you don't have enough fire, you can just make it.

But it didn't work.

It wasn't the lack of fire in the first place, it was the lack of fuel.

The fire from your mouth doesn't spread any further, and it quickly dissipates.

Even the wall behind him was made of dirt, so it did not catch fire.

“Now! This is our chance to take them all out!" ”

Participants were outrageous.

I was going to make up for all the sorrow I had to run away with when I met them.

But in the face of it, the demons didn't just lose their resilience.

“Khh……! ”

Kuang...!

“Huh? These guys seem a little weak, too. ” T ra ns l a te d by Jp ｍ t l.ｃ o ｍ

“Oh, really? Is it because you're low on fuel? ”

I see!

Participants soon realized.

Ghosts that don't absorb fire regularly weaken even their power!

As soon as they realized that, participants were a hundred times more courageous.

“Grab it! Grab it all! ”

“Don't let them get away from the fire! ”

“If you miss this opportunity, you'll soon become stronger and come back for it! ”

“We have to catch them now! ”

“Khh...! ”

Of course, seeing how many of them there were, it was never an easy battle.

However, participants fought with their breastfeeding strength, and as time went on, more and more male ghosts fell to the ground.

And then Jungdown...... instead of pulling up the power of feeding, he was sucking on real milk and watching it.

“Good catch. I tried to help if it was too much. ”

Tr a ns l ated b y Ｊpｍ tl.ｃ o m [I didn't know you were going to lose your strength.]

Jungdown drove all the males out of the maze because there were too many to deal with alone.

So I tried to catch it with the others outside, but it was so convenient because they caught it well.

“Oh, I think I got it. ”

As the situation started to settle down, I woke up.

He mutters with a serious look.

“Is the meat of the ungrateful spirit beef? ”

[It must be hot. The meat is so hot, the ceiling must be all Dale.]

The ghost's body is as hot as fire.

When I was milking for no reason, I wasn't wearing demonic gloves.

“You can cool off. If you die, you'll be cold. ”

[That's true.]

The rabbit stopped worrying.

The time for joyful slaughter has come.

I thought we could slaughter them nicely and share them all because they worked so hard.

“Kids, come out here. ” Tra n sl a t ed b y Jpｍt l .c o ｍ

Nia 'ang? (× 17)

Jungdown summons all the Shadow Servants.

Among them, I put on the demonic gloves and sent back the two milking monsters, and I gave them a knife.

But it was then.

[Eww? Look at that.]

The participant who hunted the ghosts naturally began slaughtering, expressing his surprise as a rabbit pointed to his hand.

Unlike most combat professions, they were quite skilled at butchering.

“Isn't there poison in the meat? Looks like they eat fire bugs. ”

“Sure. Let's just pick bones and use them as weapons." It should be flame resistant. ”

The rabbit recognizes their faces.

[Ah, by the way, those guys! Are they not healthmen?]

“Is that so?"

I was happy to see you.

Their identity was a bunny dungeon parasite that had been trained to survive by the Jungdowns on Stage -1.

The healthmen recognize him and wave their hands as if they were running down the stairs.

“Mr. Jung-Down! ”

“That was Mr. Jung-Down! ”

“As soon as I saw this dirt wall, I thought it was Mr. Jung! ”

“Don't be ridiculous! I thought you said this was the ruins! ”

“What, what! You said you were hell! ”

“That's what I said! ”

You look lively chattering at each other.

“I never thought I'd see Mr. Jungdown here! It's been a long time!”

It was nice to meet you, too.

“How have you been? ”

“I don't know... well, but how can I still be alive? Hahaha!”

“It's all thanks to Mr. Jung-Down! ”

It was never a greeting.

The Healthmen were able to explore the dungeon step by step based on the abundant food they received as a graduation gift to Jungdown.

It means you don't have to take that kind of risk to deal with powerful monsters.

Survival is increased because you can avoid such aggressive combat.

Nevertheless, it was never an easy journey.

Their eyes were telling me that much deeper than before.

[Hey! On such a joyous day, it's a whole survivor party!]

“A banquet?”

The Healthmen hesitated at the rabbit's words.

“Are you sure you want to eat demonic meat? ”

“They must have poisoned themselves.... ”

No explanation needed to be made.

“Purify!”

Paaaaaah!

“ ……! ”

The white light that spread from the hands of Jungdown grows larger and larger, clearing the entire area of the pile of corpses of the demons.

Then the whole area was filled with fresh, clear air.

“Whoa! Now I can breathe properly! ”

"I knew it, Mr. Jung-Down! ”

The Helmsmen take a deep breath and look down at the snow.

Meanwhile, the Shadow Cooks began to slaughter the demons in earnest.

Cows, like pigs, were an extraordinary friend.

I could eat from head to toe.

However, the spirits' bodies were so hot that they needed to cool down to eat.

“I need some ice to cool off. Open up, Magic Cage. ”

Iron Duck!

You open the Storage Door and summon Bahamut.

[My Lord! You summoned me!]

Bahamuth protrudes out quietly, waiting to be summoned.

[Leave it to me! I'll freeze them all...!]

Sheepdog!

[…… rare.]

As soon as Bahamut's white feet hit Harun's hot ground, they melt away from his toes like cotton candy touching the water.

“Oh, I see. ”

[…….]

Jungdown picks up the face of the collapsed Bahamut like ice cream on the floor and gives a shrugged look.

“I heard you got stronger the other day. Can't you stand the heat? Anyway, we can still use magic in this state, right? Cool off these meat loaves. ”

[…… v. Lizaard…….]

Whoo!

Harun is so hot that he feels the relative coolness of Blizzard.

But it worked.

The temperatures of the demons, which were hot as fire, gradually drop.

“That's it! ”

[…… Nwe…….]

And as soon as the temperature was just right, Jungdown threw the head back into the warehouse and closed the door.

“Of course beef is a meat loaf. Let's eat it while it's hot first, and then let's freeze it to death again. ”

“Khh. Mr. Jung like that. You know how to eat meat. ”

The Healthmen began preparing to eat in a frenzy, swallowing their mouths.

From the moment it came down, Harun was no longer a dangerous place.

Suddenly a picnic began in a forest full of fresh air.

* * *

Parallac!

[What a life it is to be a human slave. Poor, poor Richie. T_t]

The dragon of doom kicks its tongue towards the Bahamut that was thrown into the warehouse like a pack.

A short arm and leg stood up on the head of a round eye man, listening to his secret whisper.

After temporarily restoring his body, Bahamut walked around in a circle, gazing at the end of the dragon tied in the middle of his storehouse.

Poor thing? I'm thankful to my master that I've had such a good time for so long.]

[Gratitude? Hehehe. Was his soul mortgaged and brainwashed? T_t]

Why don't you stop crying and tell me? The dragon who mortgaged his soul is saying everything.]

[…….]

The dragon of the Apocalypse is silent in Bahamut's mouth.

Bahamut stretches out his short arm as if he was truly happy.

[Look! This warehouse! I have a noble mission of cleaning it! And I live every day for that mission! What a happy life with a mission!]

[…….]

But what do you look like, the Dragon of Doom? Have you fulfilled your mission?]

[…….]

[Who dares to laugh at someone for pity?]

[…… >]

[Drag it. So just keep crying there.]

With Bahamut's rebuke, the dragon of the Apocalypse has done nothing.

The weight of the word 'mission’ silenced him.

Funnily enough, the dragon mission of the Apocalypse had a similar part to Bahamut's mission of cleaning the warehouse.

Apocalypse.

The mission is to clean up this world.

That was the reason for the existence of the Dragon of Doom.

However, the dragon himself was the one who had to be ridiculed because he was trapped in triplicate like now.

[But.]

After a long time, the Dragon of Doom opened its mouth again.

He kept watching.

Every time a garage door opens briefly, things happen outside.

Pathetic behavior in a dungeon.

[Your master is making a big mistake now. How devastating it would be to destroy the ecosystem of a well-balanced dungeon…… You have no idea. T_t]

Bahamut winks at him again.

[Are you talking about Solia?]

[Yes, it's dangerous to provoke her. You are making a very big mistake... T_t]

[…….]

Bahamut felt ominous as the dragon of the Apocalypse grinned.

Gardener Solia.

The Witch of the Forest, Sollia.

The dragon of the Apocalypse was extremely wary of her existence with various titles.

What are you afraid of?]

Instead of answering Bahamut's question, the Dragon of the Apocalypse said something even more vague.

[Do you think it was just a coincidence that you came to Harun? T_t]

[…… but first I have to do something about that look.]

[…….]

No matter how meaningful the expression on the book was, it didn't work.