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'Materials have been collected to meet basic requirements; extraction point activated!'

'Special side quest has been issued—'

Side Quest: Reincarnation Commission: Qiu Hai, a reincarnator from the Main God Space, has offered a reward of points for the materials he needs. The current bounty hunter has entered this world, and the coordinates have been issued. The reincarnator can choose whether to accept the quest.

After parting ways with the Loki Familia and spending a few days exploring the dungeons, Leos and his group received this message.

"Our mission seems to be complete."

Leos stopped checking if there were any mollusks moving inside the Shadow Warrior's armor, and said somewhat displeased.

"So... are you leaving?"

Others may not know, but Leos is definitely not leaving.

After all, his exploration has only reached the deepest level, around the 50th floor, and he plans to go up to resupply before continuing his exploration downwards!

The monster ecology here fascinated him, just like when he last entered that wondrous 'Abyss'!

However, that experience wasn't good; he didn't manage to leave alive, and his first blood was lost there...

But the strange setting of this world's dungeons, where one would be cursed if they didn't ascend, allowed him to explore freely.

This is a rare opportunity, and Leos doesn't want to give it up so easily!

Although it was dangerous, he wasn't that concerned.

After all, Leos cared more about satisfying his intense desire for exploration than dying and starting over!

“I’m not in a hurry to go back. Senior Jell and Senior Staktan said they would take me to experience something completely new that I’ve never experienced before.”

Kazuma and the two johns beside him exchanged a knowing, knowing smile.

"I want to look at this unique magic system, or rather, the Familia system, a little longer."

Suzuki Satoru said softly

He wanted to try to bring this game-like system back to his own world. Although he was very powerful in that world, a feeling of anxiety constantly surrounded Suzuki Satoru.

"I'll go see what the mission is," Gus said calmly.

"If there's a chance to make money, we'll do it; if it's risky, we won't."

With a distinctly mercenary mindset, Guts truly regarded being a reincarnator as his original profession.

"Excellent!" Leos clapped his hands excitedly and exclaimed.

"It seems none of you are planning to go back. Let's set off together!"

For Leos, even adventure companions are only for ten minutes! A journey alone can never compare to the joy of a trip with a group!

Kazuma raised the two daggers in his hands. The magical weapons, named 'Blade of Destruction' and 'Molten Fang', clashed together with a crisp sound. Immediately afterward, the power of shadow surged within Kazuma's body.

The class he redeemed, or rather enhanced, was a classic thief class.

A class that uses shadow magic and agile movements to defeat enemies, a blade in the shadows—of course, in Kazuma's hands, it's closer to the original meaning of the word "thief" than an assassin.

Stealth behind the curtain!

An invisible shadow energy field enveloped everyone present, weakening their voices, smells, breaths, and even their presence to a minimum.

As a lower-level force belonging to the Void Force among the six fundamental forces in World of Warcraft, Shadow Energy grants them the ability to infiltrate the void, almost like walking through it.

Kazuma's forte is this type of shadow skill, but he neither became a master of shadow magic nor a powerful stealth thief; instead, he simply excels at stealth-related skills...

It can only be said that talent manifests differently in different people.

The concealed group of Leos left the deep underground city unimpeded, even ahead of Loki's Familia, who had set off earlier. However, in the shallower areas—

A series of hurried footsteps, accompanied by terrified gasps, came from around the corner ahead.

"Don't come any closer... Don't come any closer!"

It was a boy's voice, still carrying the innocence of childhood, but distorted by fear. Then came the heavy thud of hooves, as if a raging bull was charging against a rock wall, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Guts, who was walking at the front, stopped in his tracks. He turned his helmet to the side, and his hearing, amplified by the armor, picked up the sounds more clearly—the crisp sound of metal breaking, the sound of fabric being torn, and the heavy breathing of some kind of beast.

A small, thin figure suddenly rushed out from around the corner. It was a boy wearing simple leather armor, his short, gray hair soaked with sweat and plastered to his dusty forehead. He clutched his bleeding right arm with his left hand, while his right hand futilely swung a blunted short sword. Behind him followed a monster twice his height.

That was a Minotaur, a low-level monster with strength roughly equivalent to a LV2 adventurer, a true 'newbie killer'.

But under normal circumstances, it shouldn't be on this floor.

Beneath its bluish-black skin, the minotaur's muscles bulged and bulged. Its sharp horns gleamed coldly in the dim light, and its murky eyes were fixed intently on its prey. A broken blade was embedded in its left shoulder, and black blood gushed from the wound, which only made it more ferocious. Its savage roars were deafening.

"Help... Someone please save me!"

The white-haired boy screamed in near despair. His equipment was almost completely destroyed, and he could only flee on instinct. Just as the Minotaur's giant axe was about to strike his back, he closed his eyes in despair.

Bell Craney is about to die in the dungeon

Nothing was accomplished, nothing was achieved.

Let alone a hero, I might not even leave my name behind in this world...

I'm sorry, Your Majesty.

The expected excruciating pain did not come; instead, a deafening metallic clang resounded.

Bell suddenly opened his eyes and saw a dark figure blocking his way.

The enormous sword in the man's hand had been raised at some point, perfectly blocking the Minotaur's powerful axe. Blinding sparks flew from the point of impact, and the violent force of the collision made the surrounding rocks tremble.

The man didn't even glance back at Bell. The muscles in his arm gripping the greatsword bulged, and the Minotaur roared in anger, straining his arms to try and crush the sword, only to find that the man was as immovable as a mountain rooted to the earth.

Gently rotate your wrist.

There were no fancy moves, only the simplest exertion of force. The blade of the greatsword suddenly tilted, and the Minotaur instantly lost its footing, sliding to the side along the blade. The monster staggered forward half a step due to inertia, revealing an undefended opening in its chest.

His movements were lightning fast, even while wielding such a weapon.

“Puff—”

The greatsword pierced the Minotaur's thick chest as easily as cutting through butter. Guts twisted his wrist, the blade churning inside the monster's body, before swiftly withdrawing it. Hot, black blood gushed out, yet it didn't even seep into the gaps in his armor.

The Minotaur's massive body crashed to the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

The whole process took no more than two breaths.

Bell stood there, stunned, forgetting the pain, forgetting to breathe, even forgetting to run. He stared at the dark figure, at the greatsword still dripping blood, his heart pounding uncontrollably.

Guts flicked the blood off his sword and turned to leave. Only when his helmet turned toward Bell did the boy finally see the details of the armor—the crisscrossing scratches, the dried bloodstains, and the dried blood seeping through the gaps in the helmet.

Everything seemed to suggest that this was an unparalleled warrior who had experienced countless battles.

Gus's face was devoid of warmth, yet possessed a breathtaking power. Like a lighthouse standing firm in a storm, it carried the fury of destruction, yet exuded a reassuring composure.

A yearning heart beats at this moment.

Chapter 7: 111. Blood of God and Account

Standing before Bell Crane was an exceptionally strong man, his body as black as steel.

Holding a giant sword, he stood before the Minotaur's body, which was split in two. His broad back was shrouded in the cold, black armor, yet it gave people an unprecedented sense of security.

"Thank you... thank you!"

Bell finally found his voice and stammered, his cheeks flushing uncontrollably. He had never seen such a powerful and silent person.

He should have preferred sweet and soft girls, just like his grandfather once said, to meet beautiful girls in the dungeon.

But now, Bell's beating heart gave him a completely different kind of desire.

I admire this kind of strength, this kind of competence, this kind of silent masculinity.

Guts didn't respond. He merely glanced at Bell's bleeding arm, then turned and continued dragging the Dragonslayer. The ear-piercing scraping sound faded into the distance, leaving Bell standing alone, watching the figure disappear into the darkness, his heart still pounding.

"So...so handsome..."

Bell muttered to himself, gripping his injured arm tightly. The brief exchange just moments before replayed in his mind; that cold and powerful figure, like a seed, had quietly taken root in his heart.

He also wants to become a real man like that!

Bell stood up after a while, then staggered away from the dungeon.

After reporting to the guild and receiving a severe scolding from Miss Eina, Bell pushed open the door to his home—

"I'm back, Your Majesty—Eek!!!"

Bell, who had just pushed open the church door, stared at the black-armored, greatsword-wielding man sitting there and froze in place.

Of course, Gus wasn't the only one in the church.

Everyone, including Leos, is here.

"Bell-kun, you're back!!!"

Hestia rushed to her child with great concern, showering him with concern and care, especially after hearing that he had nearly been killed by a minotaur.

I almost wanted to strip him naked on the spot and check where he was injured.

"It's alright, Your Majesty, I'm really fine."

Bell blushed and stopped her god's overly affectionate actions.

Such shame is like not wanting your peers or idols to see your childish side.

I imagine that a strong, masculine man wouldn't appreciate such excessive pampering.

Hestia gave Bell a somewhat resentful look, then coughed and pointed to the other people sitting in the church, introducing them to Bell with a complicated expression.

"Bell, although it sounds a bit abrupt..."

"But these people, from today onwards, are our companions in the same clan."

...

"I need the blood of God."

In response to the reincarnators, Qiu Hai issued his own mission under the guise of a personal bounty.

Personal bounty quests are a brand new mechanism introduced by Qiu Hai in the second season. Now, the Reincarnator Forum not only facilitates technical information exchange but also provides a platform for posting bounties.

Reincarnators can search for the worlds they need, and then enter them by consuming points and side quests, while also issuing bounty requests to reincarnators who are currently on a mission.

Offering a bounty for something, or killing a target and bringing back their materials, etc.

In a sense, Qiu Hai was also reinforcing the presence of the "search" in the search, attack, and retreat, since he also felt that his God Space seemed to be leaning entirely towards fighting after operating to a certain extent.

But there's nothing we can do; the world itself is a giant search and rescue operation.

The Xianxia Secret Realm is a search-and-fight-and-retreat game, the Samsara World is a search-and-fight-and-retreat game, it seems that any place involving free combat and treasure hunting is a search-and-fight-and-retreat game!

Of course, no matter what, once these profits passed through Qiu Hai's hands, he would definitely keep a portion for himself.

But the material he's now seeking in Orario is exactly what he needs.

However, he certainly didn't come here specifically for the blood of the gods; he came to this world mainly because he was invited.

Although you were invited to visit, since the host isn't actively seeking you out, you plan to do something convenient in your spare time.

"Blood of God...you're not asking us to kill a god, are you?"

Stallone, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, asked suspiciously.

Although he and Jell had killed many formidable prey, including dragons and giants, gods were something else entirely...

Although Orario is full of gods and seems quite ordinary, Stank always felt that attacking them would have terrible consequences.

"While I would love to be this direct, this is not an area we can navigate."

Qiu Hai shrugged and laughed.

"Although you all arrived earlier than me, I suppose you don't understand how the Familias of this labyrinth city operate?"

"Did you know?" Suzuki Satoru suddenly became very interested and asked curiously.

"The term 'familiar' is very apt. The adventurers in this labyrinthine city can be regarded as 'divine offspring' who have shared the blood of the gods."

Qiu Hai opened his hand, and in his palm, a drop of blood, like a ruby ​​teardrop, appeared.

"The system of the gods' kin, according to their own words, is about developing the potential of mortals in the lower realms, but the key to this development is their blood."

"Even though they descended from the realm of gods and lost their divine power, this body is still their shell in the upper realm. So although the power of divine blood is gone, their status is still objectively present."

As he manipulated it, the form of this divine blood bead from Hestia churned and surged, flames flickering in Qiu Hai's palm, causing the drop of blood to gradually gush forth.