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

However──

Finally, the moment that broke the tranquility arrived.

"...Initiate the attack. All units, advance..."

Once the faction alliance was ready, Lily issued commands through the crystal she held in her hand.

The vast battlefield before the two armies was a sea of ​​stones composed of collapsed ruins.

What was once a densely built area has now become a wasteland known as history, completely devoid of any shelter.

The large army, divided into three groups, began its advance, exuding a suffocating tension, and approached the Freya Familia, which was located in the distance ahead.

"Don't move."

In contrast, the Freya Familia uses stillness to overcome movement.

Hedin gave a cold order, and the members dared not make any rash moves, remaining in their original positions.

Some men held their spears to the ground like guards, while others kept their swords sheathed and stared straight ahead.

"Keep moving forward, don't stop..."

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the three units moved so slowly they almost came to a halt, so Lily gave the order again.

The objective is to bring the enemy into firing range.

This allows the "Demon Sword" to burn away the enemy army in one go, demonstrating its powerful effective range.

Despite the illusion that every step they took would shorten their lifespan, the three units pressed forward with unwavering resolve.

"go ahead……"

Factional alliances continue to press forward.

"Don't move."

The valiant warriors remained unmoved.

"go ahead……!"

A bead of cold sweat trickled down the side of the little girl's face.

"Don't move."

The elven strategist remained unmoved.

"go ahead……!!"

Sweat slid down the girl's chin, turning into water droplets that fell to the ground.

"Don't move."

The strategist firmly believed that he could not possibly misjudge the "attack range".

"Forward—"

The next moment—

"Get started."

"Ooo ...

The roar of war was thus ignited.

"They're charging at us!?"

The fierce warriors, who had suddenly charged forward like a tidal wave from a standstill, startled Perth so much that he cried out in alarm.

"Prepare the 'Demon Sword'—!"

At Chun's command, located in the central command post, the initially timid adventurers simultaneously raised their "Demon Swords".

"Not close enough! Don't fire recklessly!"

Aisha, positioned on the left flank, was scouting for the right moment to fire.

"The enemy hasn't launched any 'magic' yet! That means they're not within range yet, everyone stay calm!"

Daphne, who was in the right-wing unit, shouted out the results of her analysis as if in response.

In the age of gods, whenever two armies clashed, "magic" would often be used instead of arrows to strike the enemy, but this is not happening now. In other words, the enemy has lost patience due to excessive vigilance against the "Krozo's Demon Sword".

At least that's how it appears to Daphne and the others.

"Ugh...!?"

However, the approaching threat is real.

Whether it's the menacing weapons, the beast-like roars, or the acceleration generated by superhuman abilities.

This attack, each acting independently with no intention of cooperating, surged forward like an overwhelming tidal wave. The members of the Freya Familia, who honed their individual skills day after day on the "battlefield," never thought of their comrades, focusing solely on using their weapons to pierce through the enemy and vying to completely crush the faction alliance.

Seeing the enemy army launch their attack like a twisted mountain of swords, Sakura and Chigusa, who were holding the "Demon Sword," were terrified.

"Not yet! Not close enough!! Don't rush things!"

Faced with this horrifying scene, Perth, his voice trembling, shouted an order, desperately trying to calm himself down.

The enemy swarmed forward, closing in relentlessly until they were right in front of them.

If the distance wasn't judged correctly, his side would immediately be utterly crushed by these strongest warriors. Feeling immense pressure, Perth's mouth went dry, but he still struggled to endure that almost eternally brief moment.

"Not yet! Not yet────── Now!!!"

Next—

Perth, veins bulging, shouted at the top of his lungs, issuing orders with spittle flying everywhere.

"Fire!!"

At the same time, Tsubaki also announced the firing.

The next moment—

"Glory Moon─────────────────────────────!!"

Countless "magic swords" simultaneously unleashed their magic.

Explosive flames, blizzards, thunder, and storms surged forward, shattering within the enemy ranks.

"──────────────────────────────────!?"

The diverse rainbow-colored shots merged together, transforming into an unprecedented torrent of magic that drowned out the screams of the Freya Familia who were directly struck.

The ensuing roar and impact shattered all the stone slabs on the ground, shaking the entire urban ruins.

The simultaneous firing of the main force caused a chain reaction, and with the continuous explosions, it seemed to transform into a raging flood of destruction in the blink of an eye.

"babble!?"

"Well!"

"Aa ...

The relentless artillery fire blasted away the orcs running at the front, and the humans and half-elves following behind also disappeared in the explosion.

Faced with the seemingly contradictory and utterly illogical attack of "rapidly firing heavy cannons," even the Freya Familia could not escape unscathed. The renowned second-tier adventurers all succumbed to the demonic sword's ravages, swallowed by the vortex of intense light.

After all, the power of each "Krozo Demon Sword" far surpasses that of a high-level mage's long incantation magic.

With the addition of the "Demon Sword" crafted by the Hephaestus Familia, the firepower will surge beyond its limit. The sheer heat generated alone would likely be enough to suppress the monsters deep within the dungeon.

The adventurers wielding the "Krozo Demon Sword" were deeply shocked after witnessing the widespread destruction of the enemy forces.

However, this shock was immediately replaced by "fear".

"--Ooo ...

Didn't fall down.

Even if the skin is scorched and the weapons are destroyed.

Even if only one hand is left, or one leg is blown off.

This still couldn't stop the advance of the goddess's kin.

"babble!?"

Cassandra even forgot she was a healer and gasped in surprise while clutching her staff.

The humanoid object, cruelly charred, continued its assault.

Whether it was a dwarf with an icicle stuck in his body or an Amazon holding his severed arm that had been cut off by a wind blade, no matter how many times they were blown away, they would get up from the ground, even stepping over the bodies of their companions, and continue to charge toward the faction alliance.

"A Fierce Warrior!!"

Daphne could no longer hold back and screamed.

The army that persisted in attacking even in hellish conditions was like a large group of berserkers.

The Freya Familia are not afraid of death. These people, who tirelessly teeter on the brink of death on the battlefield, are, as the name suggests, repeatedly resurrected. This life is terrifying and painful, but the formidable goddess's familia overcomes their inner weakness through unwavering loyalty and a raw fighting instinct.

So they won't stop.

Even under the fierce barrage of the "Demon Sword," they will still bravely advance and fight to the death.

That's why they are called—warriors who are not afraid of death.

Seeing that this was something only the Freya Familia could accomplish—and the reason they were hailed as the "strongest faction"—the adventurers were all terrified, their faces turning pale and their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

"No, no, don't be scared!! Smash them! Fire! Fire! Give it your all, ahhhhhh!!"

Perth roared in fear, and it worked.

Because the command was both simple and brutal, the adventurers reflexively chose to obey.

Shoot, shoot, shoot like crazy.

The adventurers were determined to defeat these fearless warriors, so they kept swinging their magic swords and firing.

Even if the blade cracks and shatters, the adventurers in the back row will immediately take their place and continue attacking with the new magic sword.

Even without the "mirror's lens" broadcasting, the roaring sound, like a volcanic eruption, traveled across the rugged mountains and into Orario, terrifying the people who were trembling.

"Wow...that's so cruel."

"This is a war."

"However, if Hestia and the others want to win, this is the only way."

"No wonder that idiot Ares (the God of War) is so obsessed with the Demon Swordsmith (Krozo)..."

Unlike the trembling people, the gods in the Tower of Babel expressed their thoughts.

The incessant shelling shook the entire Bio Mountains.

The earth-shaking tremors frightened the monsters that inhabited the area, causing them to flee from the giant crater lake.

When the number of shattered "Krozo's Demon Swords" exceeded half of the total—

After the dust, sparks, chill, electric breezes, and colorful lights quietly dissipated, one could see countless valiant warriors lying on the battlefield, where even the stone slabs of the ground had been destroyed.

"...Ha, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!! Yeah!! Serves them right for getting blown up! You bastards from the Freya Familia!!"

After several tens of seconds, when Perth was certain that the enemy had not gotten up again, he let out a nearly deafening laugh.

"Forget about fierce warriors! We have the 'Krozo Demon Sword' here!"

The other adventurers, who were still panting heavily, were also infected by his laughter and joined in the cheering.

Even if a fierce warrior is not afraid of death, he cannot transcend death, after all, he is not a being beyond existence.

Therefore, there are still limits; it is purely that the firepower of the "Krozo Demon Sword" surpasses the indomitable will of the warriors.

--Ooo ...

Even if they failed to defeat the enemy's first-tier adventurers, they at least successfully weakened their opponents' combat power significantly. Given the current results, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the Alliance had achieved a resounding victory in this preliminary battle. Members of each faction cheered joyfully, raising their bladeless sword hilts high.

Even so, a small number of people still looked solemn.

Despite having no other choice, Daphne, Aisha, and the others felt a mix of emotions about this method, which could hardly be called tactics and was merely a matter of brute force with firepower.

"The kingdom's (Lachia's) 'unbeatable myth'... Damn it!"

Welf, who was in charge of mass production of the "Krozo Demon Sword", had a deep frown on his face.

Welf's homeland, the Kingdom of Lachia, once conquered many nations with countless "Krozo's Demon Swords," leaving scorched earth in its wake. This incurred the wrath of many elves, and the destruction was so severe that it was cursed by fairies. The scene before him was almost identical to the Kingdom of Lachia's creation of its "invincible myth." At least, that's how Welf perceived it.