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

Even so, the fierce boar that was confronting it remained unmoved.

No matter how fiercely the rabbit bared its fangs, how sang the two elves, or how valiantly the people of the earth attacked, the "Fierce One" remained atop the pinnacle, looking down from above. The black sword cleaved down with the same disdain for the earth, transforming the steel-like flesh into a shield, and with a burning fighting spirit, hurled the meaning of "strongest" upon the enemy.

"There's one Lv.6 on the field... and three Lv.7s!!"

Asifi had completely forgotten her usual calm demeanor and was shouting loudly while looking up at the "divine mirror".

Their combat strength is exceptional. They are even capable of easily breaking through the "deep layers" of the maze, despite the fact that they are considered to be violating regulations.

Generally speaking, there should be no insurmountable force.

"But……!"

"Still couldn't win! Aa ...

The screams of Eina, located at the guild headquarters, overlapped with those of Ibri, who was standing in the plaza in front of her.

The temporary Lv.6 also joined the battle, and the incredibly fast White Rabbit delivered the final blow.

Yet they still failed to destroy the fortress called "The Mighty One".

"Oh dear!! How am I supposed to beat him?!"

"How should I know?!"

The twin sister (Tiona) was so angry that she started cursing, and the twin sister (Tione) yelled back as if she wanted to shut her up.

"He still has weaknesses!"

"Otto's 'beast form' is by no means invincible!"

Grace and Riveria watched intently as the scene drew to a close, shouting out the only way out.

"The strategist (Hedin) must have figured it out!! Continue the attack!!"

Finn removes his mask as captain, seeking the answers that can only be found through courage.

"Surpass him..."

Ais pressed her trembling hands, clenched tightly, against her chest.

"Defeat him!"

The blonde, golden-eyed girl gazed at the scarred boy in the "mirror" and prayed with all her heart.

"Don't lose to him!"

The elven girl shouted loudly, her short hair swaying gently with her movements.

Humans, dwarves, and Amazons all spoke up in succession, creating an overwhelming wave of noise.

Even when they shouted themselves hoarse, everyone still raised their fists and did their best to help and support them.

"Oooooo ...

The king pig then used its roar to disperse the crowd's prayers.

This is the voice of a tyrant who allows no hope whatsoever.

The people were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they were speechless for a moment.

No one cheered for the man at the scene, and even if someone did, there were very few, and their voices were barely audible.

On such a lonely battlefield, [The Mighty One] seemed to smile for a fleeting moment.

"...!!"

Freya rose from her throne for the first time after hearing the deafening roar.

Lacking a "divine mirror" or eye crystal, the goddess of beauty has no way to quickly grasp the situation on the battlefield.

However, after hearing the deafening roar of the "beast" just now, she immediately realized that her familiars were still in the "beast form".

"...Stop, Ota."

One of its "skills" is [Vana argantyr].

Just as the werewolf (Bert) had predicted, his "beast transformation" could be activated at will, greatly enhancing all his qualities, including "basic abilities" and "development abilities," thus achieving an effect almost equivalent to a level upgrade.

However, this move still has a drawback: each time the "skill" is activated, it will consume a large amount of physical and mental energy.

Maintaining a "beast-like" state places a burden on the body that even with automatic healing, it cannot recover in time. Compared to werewolves (such as Bert) who can also "bestown," the biggest difference between the two is that although they need to be exposed to moonlight, they do not have to bear any risks.

"Stop it, Ota!"

If the fight continues like this, Ota will eventually run out of strength.

He should come back first and take the opportunity to reorganize the situation.

The surrounding walls had collapsed over the long years. Freya looked northwest through the rows of stone pillars, and even though she knew the other party couldn't hear her, she still shouted loudly in the direction of the amphitheater.

"Hoo-hoo...! Ughh ...

Ota continued to fight, while bowing his head in apology to the goddess in his heart.

I should be worried about God's will, but at this moment I cannot comply.

Because he couldn't ignore the group's determination to defeat him. The martial artist maintained his "beast-like" gaze and roared.

"Ughhhhhh!?"

Watching their opponents grow increasingly unstoppable, Bell and the others trembled and twisted their faces in fear.

The warrior before him had been injured just like them; the severe damage inflicted before his "beast transformation" was still present. He had no chance of escaping unscathed from facing Mia and the others, who had temporarily risen to Lv.7. Even with a body of steel, he was gradually being forced into a desperate situation.

But the man still did not fall.

He was like the embodiment of a nightmare, continuously unleashing slashes capable of sweeping away everything.

The boy, intimidated by the opponent's imposing presence, felt fear, yet also displayed an indomitable fighting spirit.

Bell unleashed a powerful strike.

The opponent easily deflected the deadly move, which should have been difficult even for a giant to withstand, with a gesture as if he were waving a baton.

monster.

The man before them was a true "martial artist".

Having lived through the ages of gods (Zeus) and goddesses (Hera), this man, who tasted more defeat and humiliation than anyone else, decided to crush his enemies with the power he gained through unwavering perseverance. Just being sliced ​​by his five fingers would likely result in an instant, slit throat. Though a loser, he was also a winner.

Even though everyone tried their best, the man still did not fall.

Even though everyone pushed themselves to their limits, they still couldn't secure victory.

Each roar only elicited a howl in return. Seeing the blood-tinged saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, and the way it looked as if it wanted to devour him alive, the young man, whose life experience was still short, felt fear for the first time.

(Even so—!!)

I have used up all the skills I have learned so far.

The combat skills I've learned so far have been useless from the very beginning.

I am inferior to others in all aspects of my abilities.

If all the conditions for defeat are met, Bell's only remaining weapon is—his will.

(For Seele-sama...!!)

The girl who is already dead—

He always helped and supported this girl, and although he had hurt her with his own hands, he finally made up his mind to save her.

The boy transformed such ugly selfishness into boundless fighting spirit, turning it into a life-or-death strike.

He wielded the "White Illusion" to slash at the enemy, unleashing fiery thunder to bombard his opponents.

As if trying to expel all fear from his body, Bell's entire being ignited with a fighting spirit composed of awareness and determination.

"I promised I would save her!!"

As if responding to its master, Hestia's Blade transformed into a blue-purple flash, striking the black greatsword and causing it to lose its footing.

"...!!"

Hedin, panting heavily, saw it.

Unable to stop the unbearable cold sweat, he was about to fall into a state of mental exhaustion he hadn't experienced in decades. This was the result of casting "magic" more times than anyone else since he annihilated Heinz and the other soothing gray-faced ones. Even Hedin, whose total mental strength was hailed as the best in the city, was about to collapse from exhaustion.

Because Hedin knew he would soon be of no use, he saw it all clearly.

The boy's figure was so naive that it was laughable, so foolish that it was unbearable to watch, yet he still fought tirelessly.

Hedin did not possess the same eyes as the goddess, and therefore could not discern the color of the soul, nor was he aware of its radiance.

But he knew that this pure white roar must have originated from a transparent and flawless soul.

"This is truly disheartening... Could it be... that I've been corrupted too...!?"

Despite being the weakest among those present, the boy displayed a fighting spirit stronger than anyone else in his confrontation with the "fierce one".

Ryu and Mia followed the figure, continuing their attack. That scarred profile, that battered and ravaged back, guided the adventurers forward. The scene was like a ship preparing to set sail for a vast ocean, stirring the hearts of all who beheld it.

(That idiot... he definitely won't agree to be a "partner".)

No, it's impossible for me to agree to that.

If he had agreed, things wouldn't have gotten so complicated in the first place.

Because the boy wouldn't agree, only he could make her realize "".

There should be a limit to how much people should be resented.

However, that must be the reason—

Only this foolish boy could meet Hedin's expectations and become the "hero" who saved "her".

"Okay... I agree with you."

Hedin smiled.

Hedin smiled quietly, unnoticed by the people, adventurers, and gods.

"—!! Hedin! Get out of the way!"

Hedin snapped back to reality instantly after Mia's reminder.

The only "beast" on the field is now right in front of us.

In order to defeat Hedin, who was already on the verge of collapse, Otto forced his way through.

"—[Eternal Suppression, Undying Thunder General]!"

However, this was all expected.

Hedin had long anticipated that Ottoman would not let him off the hook when he was about to be exhausted from fighting, so he quickly wove together a very short chant from his mouth.

"The heroic and tragic undead soldiers!"

Fire the cannon at extremely close range.

Hedin used himself as bait at the last moment to lure the enemy into a trap, allowing the target to be struck squarely by an unavoidable bolt of lightning.

"Direct hit!"

"Yay──────!!"

Liu shouted out the observation results, and Bell cheered happily after hearing them, but his smile froze the next second.

"──────"

Hedin's time was also suspended.

"The Fierce Pig Assault" was once submerged and disappeared by the lightning torrent, but then it actually cut the torrent in half and quickly approached.

"Ooh o ...

Ota forcefully broke through the artillery barrage and unleashed a devastating Kasaya Slash.

Hedin swiftly defeated Twilight, but his longsword was severed along with it.

"Cough, uh──────────"

mortal wound.

The wide-ranging diagonal knife wounds would be too much for the Earthlings (Mia) to withstand, but the Elves (Herdin) certainly couldn't.

A torrent of blood, seemingly not from his own body, gushed out. As his back appeared to be pulled towards the ground, Hedin saw the "beast" preparing to strike him with a second blow.