Chapter 193:
Dungeon Stampede 2.0 Black Smoke
2:00 PM. The heavy machinery fighters continued to shine. Charging at numerous monsters, engaging in fierce battles swinging their steel arms.
But following that, we faced battle after battle. Heat accumulated in our suits, and all three of us were breathing heavily through our shoulders.
(This is bad... we're attacking too aggressively.)
The old men operating the heavy machinery, excited by easily defeating monsters while driving under the influence, seemed oblivious to their surroundings. Moreover, the evacuees following us from behind were doing as they pleased, further escalating the chaos.
Specifically, despite rashly engaging with monsters, they would retreat to us when they couldn't handle it. With no time to rest, we continued fighting, our exhaustion nearing its peak.
(Damn it, we need to find a building or something to rest and exchange fluids!)
No matter how much we trained in the dungeon, we're still human. We can't keep moving like machines forever. While the three of us continued to fight valiantly, it was clear that our footing became unsteady.
Seizing the opportunity, I jumped onto a roller car and called out to the driver.
"You're pushing too hard! Hold back! We can't keep up!!"
Pushing forward aggressively, we had already advanced nearly a kilometer from where we originally joined forces. Meanwhile, we had been covering each other from the rear the whole time.
"What the heck!?"
"Slow down! If we're gone, the drivers of these machines will be targeted and taken out!"
With that said, I jumped off and ran towards another vehicle. However, numerous monsters had slipped through the gaps in the heavy machinery, making it impossible to move forward.
(Damn it! Why are there so many troublesome locusts and hyenas!)
Giant locusts were leaping long distances to slam into us, while hyenas were waiting for opportunities to attack. We had to be wary of near and far threats, making information processing hectic.
However, another problem arose here.
People overflowing from nearby buildings surged towards us seeking salvation. They probably thought it was safer to join us, seeing the heavy machinery leading the charge, but it only worsened the chaotic situation.
"You're in the way, move!"
"Ahh!"
(Oh no!)
Amid the sudden influx of people, a man leading the charge pushed Ruu, who was bewildered by the sudden rush. As a result, Ruu staggered, and a hyena, taking advantage of the opening, attacked her.Reaad latest chapters at novelhall.com
"Ruu!? Damn it!!"
I wanted to rush to help her immediately, but I couldn't move forward because of the monsters blocking our path. I smashed through monsters filling my field of vision one by one with my golden lever and finally reached Ruu after much effort.
"Ruu! Are you okay?! Ruu!!"
"Haa... Haa... I-I'm... okay... but it's heavy...!"
Ruu managed to defeat the hyena, but she was already out of breath and in pain. I helped her push away the dead hyena weighing on her and helped her up.
(That jerk!!)
Ruu could have died because of him. The thought filled me with intense anger, and I couldn't contain it.
Further dismayed by their behavior, they started asking questions like "Where are you going?" or "Which way are you headed?".
Sigh. We're not your guardians, you know.
But since we weren't moving, the evacuees also didn't move, keeping an eye on our movements. So, we decided to take this opportunity to find the man who had pushed Ruu earlier. Jumping onto an abandoned vehicle, I shouted at the evacuees.
"Listen up! The guy who pushed our comrade during the last battle is among you! Because of him, the frontline almost collapsed. Bring him to me now, or I won't allow any of you to follow us further!!"
In a furious rage, I declared this, with the red eyes of my Bug King mask gleaming.
Then, among the evacuees, I spotted a man who laughed and tried to hide from my sight.
(That idiot! Don't underestimate the vision of a dungeon ability user and my malice radar!!)
"Mucus Rope!"
With a ‘splat!', I extended a sticky mucous rope and caught the man, dragging him out.
Despite being dragged, the man yelled, "Ouch! Quit it!" but he had no idea. I, the Bug King, had seen through his actions of pushing Ruu!
"What the hell! Let go of me, you bastard! There's no evidence of any of this!!"
"Shut up! How many people died because of you!!"
With a swift kick, my anger seized the man's face.
His nose crushed, his upper jaw shattered, teeth and blood scattered. Pointing at the man, who was now squatting and dripping blood from his mouth, I made another declaration.
"It's him! He's the culprit who caused the frontline to collapse! Those who were injured! Those whose acquaintances were killed! He's responsible for all of it!!"
After kicking him once more and leaving the scene, people from among the evacuees started to approach the man and kick or step on him.
"Um, golden guy. Can I have a word?"
As I watched the man being kicked, the old men who operated the heavy machinery approached me.
"Oh, thank you. You did well. Good judgment."
"Haha... Well, yeah, I guess... "
The old men came together, but it was the old man from the shovel car who spoke to me. He was the one who had caused the most trouble. So, I praised his efforts and judgment, but then I looked around at the scene of destruction and felt troubled.
Maybe we went a little too far.
Many vehicles had been crushed, and public facilities like guardrails and utility poles were in shambles. The total damage caused by the rampaging heavy machinery would be substantial. Perhaps they were starting to fear taking responsibility once the drunkenness wore off.
"So... Which way are you guys headed now?"
Asked by them, we're going to the girls' high school where Shark is...
Since they seemed very concerned about damage and crime, I hinted that if they portrayed the rampage as a means to protect evacuees and promise students a bright future, there might be some benefits in court. With that, they decided to accompany us.
The old men operating the heavy machinery became our allies. That's great.
Just before we left, I went to see the man I had kicked again, and he was lying on the asphalt, completely beaten up.