Re:Zero - Jobless Reincarnation: Succubus Sword God? I don't recognize it!

Chapter 340 The taste of the nightmare is really good. The underwater thing is not a monster? [4842 free]

"Ha ha"

The adventurers slumped on the ground, gasping for breath, and talking aimlessly about life and death.

This is an instinctive stress response after experiencing "death". People need this moment of relaxation to ease the instinctive fear of death.

"What kind of monster is that?"

"I don't know. I've never fucking seen one."

"A strange fragrance that can confuse people. It reminds me of Beccarit's dream demon monster."

"Ah, it's the kind of monster that can release seductive gas to lure men into it, right?"

"Yeah, they're so curvy that you can't even catch them. They have better bodies than many women I've seen. Damn, it's just a pity that they were cute human women before they revealed their true nature and turned into monsters. After they found their prey, they showed their fangs and turned into their true appearance."

"You know quite a lot. Have you ever encountered this?"

"I've been in there before, damn, the taste of the nightmare is really good"

"Well, you've been in there. Into what?"

“It’s terrible.”

"Fortunately, I think the magic fish is more terrifying. The nightmare is very weak and can only release aphrodisiac gases, but this fucking magic fish, I heard from Boss Os that this enchanting fragrance evokes the current desire in my heart."

"Desire? Um. What were you desiring just now?"

After the adventurer's subconscious gossiping question was raised, everyone fell silent and looked at Alan in the rain with squinted eyes.

What are they longing for?
They longed for someone to check and balance Alan and give everyone a chance to survive.

——Let’s not talk about the fact that everyone just wanted to rely on Allen to pass the maze. But all this just now became a bubble, first because the expanding eye of the storm was discovered, and then because Allen’s divine attack was not as strong as imagined. No, it should be said that the maze is stronger than imagined.

No one doubted that Allen would indeed regard them as stepping stones.

That's why there is this collective hysterical reaction.

Melna, who had just jumped into Allen's arms, glanced at Allen sideways after hearing this and dug her toes into the ground in embarrassment.

Just now in her "feeling", she was surrounded by Alan's face.

Her brain suddenly crashed, so she kept looking at all the 'Allens', waiting for an "instruction" to confirm who was the real boss.

The result, um
The moment the illusion disappeared, he was frightened and jumped into Alan's arms cowardly.

At that time, the two of them looked at each other. Allen looked at her expressionlessly, and Melna's expression changed. As expected, the next moment, the hand that subconsciously caught her body loosened, and Melna sat down among the corpses on the boat.

Alan just looked quietly in the direction of the crater of the "main island".

"Os, tell me, if there are still people alive on this island, is there any need to save them?"

The adventurers' spirits, which had just relaxed, tensed up again. Alan's words brought them back to reality. They stood up from the ground in silence and looked towards the "main island", all with pale faces.

——Except for the towering crater in the distance flashing with fiery red light, the rest of the dark hills and valleys undulating under the rain curtain, at this moment, looking up from the coastline where they were.
There was no light to be seen anywhere.

Where are the living people?

At this point, expectations were completely dashed. It looked like there was no one who could check and balance Alan, and the scope of the maze had even spread to the seaside. It now seemed that this "main island" might really be as dangerous as Alan said.

For a moment, everyone felt that the "night rain" had chilled their hearts.

Osborn was standing behind Allen. He looked around anxiously, his clenched fists shaking violently. After confirming that there was no one around, he actually showed a look of despair.

".I.I don't know" His teeth were chattering.

"Oh." Alan nodded. "Changing the subject, from what you just said, it seems that the scope of this maze has expanded, so we are already in the maze?"

". Judging from the current situation, this is the case, because there were no monsters in the sea originally."

Alan was silent for a moment, nodded noncommittally, and continued.

"But we didn't use the transfer magic circle. So, on the previous island, I went straight into the bottom of the mosaic maze, but couldn't get out at will. Every time I was about to step out of the maze and return, I lost my sense of direction for a while and found that I had turned back to where I started. Is this a maze rule unique to mosaic mazes?"

"It's a mosaic maze. It's different from an ordinary maze with an accurate teleportation array that can travel to each level. The levels above the bottom of the maze are indeed as you inferred. It's hard to distinguish which level is which. There are no clear boundaries between the levels. But correspondingly, although adventurers can easily get lost, they are also likely to step out of the maze because of getting lost."

"Oh? Then how do you explain the situation I encountered? I clearly couldn't get out at that time."

"Your situation is limited to the bottom layer. The bottom layer of the maze is the domain of the "Lord". Their existence has locked the bottom layer of the maze. Even if you defeat the Lord, you still need to find a teleportation array to get out."

Alan nodded and pointed to the crater.

"Then how did you reach the so-called "Purgatory Volcano" at the bottom of the maze when you were fighting for the "Secret Sword of the Dead Ghost"? Did you try your luck?"

The adventurers all showed pleading expressions, saying, "Don't go, really don't go, can you just stay on this safe beach and wait for the storm to dissipate?", but they never dared to interrupt and express their wishes.

Os swallowed and saw Alan looking at him with his eyes downcast. Even through the rain curtain, his gaze was burning.

He had no choice but to take a deep breath and then reply word by word.

"You either have to climb up the volcano and go over the crater, or you can just..."

He glanced at Alan and said through gritted teeth, ".Try your luck."

"you sure?"

Oss avoided Alan's gaze, feeling confused.

"I am sure."

Alan looked at him, slowly raised his eyebrows, and glanced at Love who was not far away. The latter ignored Clem who was secretly pulling at his sleeves and looked at Alan and said.

"We entered by mistake, but I can't confirm whether Oss and the others got in by 'luck'."

Alan tilted his head and looked at Oss again.

Oss remained silent.

The lightning illuminated the faces of the two men. Alan suddenly smiled, revealing his teeth that looked pale under the lightning, reminding all the adventurers around him of the magic fish on the sea just now.

Just listen to him speak.

"Well, let me see if your luck is good or bad." He tilted his head and pointed to the "main island" in front of the beach, "Let's go."

Alan took two steps forward, then stopped and looked back.

Only Melna, Lev, and Clem, who was tugging at Lev's sleeve, were following behind him.

The others didn't even move.

Alan raised his brow.

"What? Are you scared? Afraid that I will ignore you like I did just now when the monster attacks? Let you die?"

The sound of teeth chattering came from the side.

Alan turned around and casually put his arm around the shoulder of an adventurer, laughing happily.

"Are you afraid of monsters?"

"Then I want to ask you something."

"You're afraid of monsters, but why aren't you afraid of me?"

Everyone lowered their heads and no one answered, but Allen showed a look of realization and reached out to pat the adventurer's shoulder. "Oh, I understand. It's because I saved you, so you subconsciously think I won't kill you."

With a hissing sound, the adventurer he was hugging twisted his head and fell to the ground.

Before it could roll twice, Allen stepped on it and crushed it to the ground!
The smiling voice floated into everyone's ears.

"You are the ones who want to come to the maze to take the sword."

"You are the ones who don't want to take risks in the maze."

"It is you who are thirsty for the magic stone."

"You are still the ones who are afraid of monsters eating people."

"It's really fucking weird, how come you guys get all the good things?"

"say something?"

No one answered.

Alan looked at the adventurers, who were obviously of considerable size but all began to shiver all over. He stepped on the corpses with their scalps still clinging to them, walked to the side of the next Os, and slowly patted the back of his neck with his hand.

He leaned close to the other's face in a very intimate manner.

"Os, tell me."

"Is this reasonable?" Oss's face twitched, and he suddenly gritted his teeth and spoke quickly, "I heard from them that you are the son of the Milis sect! Your attainments in divine strike are indeed very strong. I want to ask you, do you know water magic?! It would be best if it can freeze!"

Alan watched him with interest.

"No, I only know a slightly larger version of the water polo technique. Does that count?"

Os took a deep breath and spoke earnestly to Allen.

"Mr. Allen, please stop joking. I know you are very strong and have great accomplishments in divine strike and swordsmanship. But this is far from enough. I thought there might be many adventurers left on the island, and I could recruit some magicians to work for you, Mr. Allen. That's why I have been wondering if there is a chance to kill the "Dead Ghost Secret Sword". "

"But now that the maze is expanding, it's very likely that all the surviving adventurers on the island are dead. In this case, there's absolutely no chance of us winning."

Alan tilted his head and looked at him. "Oh? Water magician? Is it because of the volcano?"

Os felt the chill on the back of his neck. "This is the necessary configuration of adventurers to defeat the "Dead Ghost Secret Sword"."

"The 'Purgatory Volcano' at the bottom of the maze is an active volcano. Not to mention the many lava monsters climbing on the inner wall, the location of the 'Dead Ghost Secret Sword' alone determines that it is definitely not something that can be conquered by just gathering a few people."

"The 'Ghost Sword' is in the center of the volcanic magma with a radius of 100 meters at the bottom of the volcano! Because it has some ghost characteristics, it can stand on the volcanic lava! But there are extremely high temperatures and volcanic miasma inside. This harsh maze environment means that we need to do our best just to get a chance to face the 'Ghost Sword' face to face."

"The first is water magic. The water magician will make it rain heavily, freezing the surface of the lava, giving us a chance to stand on it!"

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"The second is the barrier technique - the barrier technique can protect the adventurer team from being stunned by the volcanic miasma before approaching the "Dead Ghost Secret Sword"! "

"This is just the prerequisite for defeating it!"

The adventurers around were all stunned by what they heard. They all looked at Oss in horror, thinking, "Boss, why didn't you tell me this before? If it was really that dangerous, why didn't you stop Lev from doing it?!" Oss wiped the rain off his face, his face as white as paper.

That's it, he hasn't finished yet.

"With this prerequisite met, if you get a chance to face the 'Dead Ghost Secret Sword', that will be the beginning of a nightmare! Its swordsmanship is terrifyingly strong, and within the range of its bottom-level maze, if someone draws a sword, even if the distance is far, he will still attack them. "

"Sword energy! Huge sword energy, similar to the sword energy you released on the ship, but faster! This means we still need powerful swordsmen to clamp it!"

"Finally, we also need a warlock with powerful divine strike skills. These four are indispensable!" As he spoke, Oss touched his face with trembling hands.

"Now that there is no magician, there is no place to stand. How can we defeat them? How can we defeat them?"

Alan narrowed his eyes at him. "Tell me the details of how you faced this thing."

Os was stunned, his voice trembling, and he opened his mouth several times before he squeezed the voice out of his throat.

“There is no process.”

"?"

"With just one strike, he only struck one blow, and 80% of the adventurers we had gathered died. The remaining 20% ​​had no choice but to flee. My companions... They pushed me away, they pushed me away."

Oss's nails dug into the flesh of his face.

"Being cut in half with one sword is just one sword, and everything is over."

Allen immediately turned his head and looked at Lev. "What about you?"

Love was stunned, and wanted to say something, but finally just nodded silently. "He's right, it's basically the same as what I saw."

Climb suddenly shouted, "Yes! And! It can break the Divine Strike!! Divine Strike is supposed to be a magic that has special attacks on ghosts, but it can break it!!"

Even the people of Oss were stunned after hearing these words. Löw lowered his head with a gloomy expression.

But Alan shook his head repeatedly and leaned close to Os's ear.

"Aos, Aos, now it seems that you are just a gambler who is obsessed with revenge. The flame of revenge is so wonderful that you dare to act like a quail and hesitate in the cabin when there is only a glimmer of opportunity."

"You are so courageous."

"But it's still not as big as Love's. He is still trying to hide the information so that he can go to the "Purgatory Volcano" smoothly."

Oss just unconsciously squeezed the identity badge in his hand, which had long since turned into a lump of iron. Clem's whole body froze, but he shook his head at Allen with a pleading look.

Allen did not use the knife.

He just straightened up suddenly and pointed at the dark ridge in the distance.

"There is a bright light there, but it may be difficult to see with your perception."

Everyone looked in the direction of Alan's hand, and saw a faint light flickering on the ridge as lightning passed by, but in the blink of an eye, it seemed like an illusion.

The next thing Alan said made them turn pale.

"It looks like someone is fighting a monster. Let's go over there and see if we can find any living water magicians."

"Let's go."

"By the way, let's try your luck."

The adventurers hesitated for a moment, but saw the fighting spirit blast away the rain curtain, and Os rushed over hastily.

They could only hurry up and catch up. Melna looked at Allen's expression and also moved forward.

Alan was last in line.

Take your time.

But after taking a few steps, he turned around and looked behind him.

Behind me, in the rain, there was no figure.

More than ten meters away, the waves were beating on the beach.

A number of pitch-black round heads rose and fell in the sea water, but they were not in the shape of magic fish.

It looks more like a skull.

Human-like but non-human creature.

His pupils were dark, without any white, and he looked at Alan's figure through the rain.

The latter just took a look and continued walking towards the island.

If the maze really spread to the coastline, how could there be no monsters on the beach?

But wasn’t there a magic fish in the sea just now?

That's not a monster.

It's a 'sea monster'.

They are slaves of the sea people who should not exist in this archipelago.

Alan didn't have time to study the situation of this "main island" in detail.

At this point, many things are very clear to Allen.

The prophetic nature of the dream was confirmed while on board the ship.

Then
What about the bright sunrise over the sea?
It was obvious that Allen had been deceived by his own subconscious mind.

The unusually bright sunrise over the sea shown in the dream is not the "future" that will sail the ship away from the storm.

Instead, it is the 'future' after the storm has subsided after the maze has been cleared.

Now he needs to end this farce as soon as possible.

The sky will clear up.

-

After Alan left, a group of creatures about two meters in length, with round heads, four webbed fingers, round bodies, and dripping mucus crawled onto the island from the sea.

They all supported themselves on the ground with their limbs, which were only 50 centimeters long, and pressed their bellies against the beach.

But this funny limb also has sharp bone claws.

There was a figure who stood up straight and stood like a human.

The long black hair like seaweed kept dripping water and hung down at the waist. The fish tail and human body, silhouetted against the rain curtain, looked like the upper body of a human woman with a graceful figure.

But the densely distributed black scales on the sides of her face and her completely black eyeballs reveal her inhuman characteristics.

The sea beasts around them emitted teeth-grinding trembling sounds from the spiracles in their abdomens, with strange tones.

The former just looked at Alan who had disappeared.

"I know, no need to remind me again. I know he is a powerful human. There was a murderous intent on us on the sea just now.
Idazred would kill him.

If a ghost of its strength were a human, it would generally be called a lower-ranking strong on land."

(End of this chapter)