Is it wrong to try to meet someone in a dungeon?

"What on earth is that bell sound?!"

Dionysus, hearing this melody that even the gods trembled over, lost control and roared at the top of his lungs.

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"Charge! Aa ...

The continuous, resounding tolling of the bells seemed to resonate across all the battlefields, making the battle extremely intense.

The adventurers raised their weapons high, braving the intense light emanating from the magic, and launched a full-scale attack on the "fairy clone" that had transformed into pure black.

"—Haha! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!"

"Hegney! Hey, Heegney...! Tsk, are you in a killing frenzy?"

The dark elf roared with laughter, unleashing countless black blades of light like a whirlwind of shadow, attacking the fairy's massive body. Watching his partner, driven to madness by the bell's tolling, the white elf clicked his tongue in exasperation and unleashed a massive bolt of lightning radiating intense light.

"Burn everything, Surtr's sword—my name is Alfred!"

"Everyone, get out of the way!"

As the two elven knights suppressed the fairy, a beautiful chanting sound came from the side.

As Welf and the other adventurers obeyed the female warrior's command and quickly retreated from the vast effective range, Riveria's annihilation magic was activated.

"【Advanced Sword of Victory】!!"

"Aa ...

The city's strongest mage used "magic" to create a pillar of infernal fire, burning the fairy spirit to ashes.

"Is it Bell Craney?" "It's Bell Craney." "No way."

"He was only Lv.1 not long ago, it's completely inexplicable."

"That's exactly what I'm saying."

"I really don't want to report this to Goddess Freya, because the goddess will definitely pay more attention to him then."

"That's exactly what I'm saying!"

"Stop talking nonsense, you little brats! Get back to work!"

The four warriors of Flame Gold sprinted with lightning speed, slicing through the black tentacles that passed by. Tsubaki, who also accomplished the same feat, cursed the four who were chattering on and on.

The four Jaliba brothers, who were chatting amongst themselves with their eldest brother at the center, leaped into the air and threw out their weapons.

With a final, decisive sword strike from Tsubaki, the last remaining petal of armor, which had been stubbornly holding on until it was almost completely broken, was finally shattered, allowing them to break through the enemy's defenses.

"That young man is really interesting! Isn't he? Finn! Rivera! We veterans can't fall behind!!"

Grace launched a final assault on the fairy spirit's true form, which had lost its ability to defend itself and was now stunned.

Upon hearing the majestic war song sung by his junior, the dwarf warrior, more passionate than anyone else, laughed heartily and leaped high into the air, raising his battle axe.

"Smash it all, Aa ...

A powerful strike, unleashing all its might, blossomed into a magnificent flower of flesh and blood.

"It's Argonauts! This is definitely Argonauts!"

"Argonautica? Is that the heroic tale you asked me to read to you before?"

"Yeah, Bajie! I know a guy who's practically a real 'hero,' he's incredibly amazing!!"

"Argo...Argo."

Bajee repeated the name to Tiona, who had almost forgotten the fierce battle and was happily cheering.

"I see... There is such a 'hero' here."

This female warrior, who only knows how to fight, revealed a smile beneath the thin veil covering the lower half of her face.

Then her almond-shaped eyes widened, and she ran out.

Together with Tiona, who had a smile on her face, they accelerated and charged forward.

"Tione, give me some blood!"

"You do it yourself! I can't be in two places at once!"

Tione, who used "binding magic" to stop the fairy's movements, cried out anxiously. So Algana did as she was told, licked Tione's blood, and activated "curse" to greatly increase her own power.

Tiony and Argana each grabbed one end of the magic whip, as if about to strangle the struggling fairy on the spot, when Tiony and Baje rushed forward.

"Get ready, Aa ...

"[Valges]!"

With a full-force strike from the double-edged sword and a powerful punch imbued with deadly poison, no enemy could withstand it.

"--Ooh o ...

"Stop him!! Stop Asterios—!!"

"Don't let him go find those brats!!"

"You need to figure out how to deal with the enemies here first, right?"

The bull went berserk after hearing its "rival's" white roar, plunging both sides into chaos.

After hearing the desperate pleas and dissuasion of his compatriots, this "heretic" helplessly turned his murderous eyes toward the fairy.

"—He's gotten stronger. In order to be able to compete with him, I must also—I absolutely must become stronger."

The black bull, speaking in the Common Language for the first time without any regard for his appearance, raised the corners of his mouth.

His face wore a ferocious smile that could not hide the "hunger" in his heart, and his last remaining rationality was overshadowed by his fighting instinct.

Despite being covered in wounds, he was inspired to unleash even more power and launched an attack on the "immortal clone" whose face had already turned pale.

"Oooooo ...

The second, most powerful charge destroyed everything in its path.

"The cacophony of bells..."

While everyone else was in high spirits because of the sound of the bell, this one person had a different reaction.

Allen, brandishing his silver spear, was angrier than anyone else.

He absolutely does not believe that anyone is stronger than him, and he will never allow anyone to be more agile than him.

His fighting spirit hadn't waned to the point that he'd welcome "those who catch up with him from behind."

Allen displayed his primal male emotions, feeling incredibly angry that the boy had annoyed him—and then shot off.

This was his fastest sprint of the day.

This is an eternal acceleration that no one can see clearly.

The chariot, leaving no afterimage, transformed into a pure condensation of kinetic energy, rampaging forward relentlessly as if it wanted to crush the immortals.

"People in front, get out of the way! You'll get hit and killed!!"

Shakti was unable to provide any cover or support, and could only shout a "warning," which caused the adventurers to scatter in panic. Allen's one-shoulder cloak billowed wildly, almost torn to shreds, revealing the origin of her title, "Chariot of the Goddess."

Countless "trajectories of light" covered the giant elven pillar.

"Gahh ...

The self-regeneration of the "Fairy Spirit Clone" could not keep up with the speed at which its body was torn apart. After losing its eyes, nose, ears, mouth, and throat, it could only utter screams that were barely audible.

Faced with this offensive shouting, the man only uttered three words.

"Go to hell."

Without hesitation, he beheaded the flying fairy, and without any mercy, he pierced the "magic stone" through its chest with a spear.

"Goddess Freya...you're not mistaken."

It couldn't help but agree.

"A new 'hero' is about to be born."

Facing the labyrinth echoing with the sound of bells, he narrowed his eyes, revealing a sharp, piercing gaze, and asserted with unwavering certainty.

He walked quietly forward until he reached the vicinity of the "immortal spirit," which had long since turned into minced meat and remains.

The boar-man, carrying a massive black sword on his shoulder and strode in with the imposing presence of a king, caused Anachiti and the others to gasp in fright and reflexively retreat, leaving the final blow to him.

The jet-black giant sword was raised high to the sky, and with a swift, execution-like motion, it cleaved the dying immortal spirit.

"This is a magnificent battlefield that breeds heroes."

He uttered untimely praises and ended everything with absolute, invincible power.

So──

Four minutes later.

The "declaration," which was not conveyed to the six major battlefields, appeared in the seventh battlefield.

Those fortunate enough to witness this scene were ordinary and unremarkable young people who, defiantly, continued to roar.

His companions followed him.

The singing bird flying in the air.

And the dragon-shaped "Fairy Spirit" that intends to destroy everything and bring calamity.

Compared to the song that was about to reach its tipping point and destroy the world, the boy had already completed his preparations.

A collection of white light spots.

A lightsaber held high.

They risked everything, launching a full-force attack.

Maximum power storage.

With the resounding chimes, a beam of pure white light was released.

Aa ...

This magnificent roar was heard by no one except those present.

The world was dyed white.

The violent shaking reverberated throughout the entire maze.

The "Heroic Strike," worthy of being recorded in the sacred tales, roared.

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This is a melody woven from a deadly struggle.

There was the metallic sound of swords clashing.

It has the sound of destruction and regeneration played by the wind and flesh.

And the shouts and roars coming from the two people's mouths.

Wills resonate with each other, and the fighting spirit and the killing intent confront, intertwine, and repel each other.

It is undoubtedly the melody that represents the decisive battle.

"──────────────────────────!!"

Ais and Revis's swords clashed head-on.

The shockwave and wind pressure from the firelight tousled their hair, but they didn't blink despite the fierce wind, as if trying to pierce through the enemy in front of them with their gazes, continuing to wave their weapons.

Both women had long since surpassed their limits, disregarded them, and were filled with a frenzied power that defied description as omnipotence, propelling them to an unparalleled level. Their speed was so fast that they could not think, appearing in another location with mere reflexes.

Ais used the black wind to blow away the filthy greatsword that was slashing at her, but her swirling slash was deflected by the expanding flesh armor. Revis retreated to avoid Ais's attack, sacrificing her severed arm to counterattack. Before the wound had even fully healed, she threw a powerful punch.

There was no longer any surprise or trembling in Ais's heart.

Pain and confusion were also left behind.

My heart was completely filled with the fighting spirit to kill my opponent.

It is only to become a sharp sword to slaughter the enemy, only to become a dark storm to dispel everything.

“──!!”

My legs suddenly went weak.