My anime character is in the infinite flow search and fight

Incidentally, the results of the enhancement experiment on Bell Craney also need to be observed.

He looked at Lemarchan's magic box, while at that moment, Bell's hair, which was fighting desperately against the waves of zombies, was gradually turning darker.

The burning laurel wreath flashed across his head.

Chapter 19: 123. Guts' Vacation

The avenue was bustling with activity and filled with the sounds of joy and excitement.

It was just past nine in the morning. While many adventurers were heading into the dungeon, East Street was bustling with ordinary people.

Countless vendors lined the middle or sides of the road, their stalls emitting enticing aromas and sizzling sounds of grilling. The entire road was decorated with ribbons and beautiful flowers, adding a touch of glamour compared to usual.

Above the heads of pedestrians on the road, colorful flags strung on thin ropes fluttered in the wind. The flags featured two designs: the outline of a ferocious lion representing a monster, and the elephant head emblem of the Ganesha Familia.

The blushing orc child tugged at his mother's hand repeatedly, and the crowd's voices sounded particularly excited. The sunlight in the sky was as bright and dazzling as if celebrating this day.

At this time, East Street was filled with festive atmosphere.

Guts wandered aimlessly through the festival.

Even the most valiant men need rest, especially during times when they are not needed.

But... sob

Gus looked around. Although he had no evidence, he had a feeling that someone was watching him.

Uncomfortable vision

Gus decided to quicken his pace, while the owner of the gaze cast down from the second floor of the café across the street lightly traced a line between his lips.

Inside the shop, where the wood-grain interior created a warm atmosphere, she sat alone by the window, overlooking the endless street. She wore a dark blue robe, but the fabric alone could hardly conceal her beauty.

Even with her hood pulled low, all eyes in the store remained fixed on her. Each time her slender fingers brushed against a glass on the table, or her beautifully sculpted jawline peeked out from under the hood, gasps of amazement filled the air. Many people even lost track of time while watching her.

Freya, the "Goddess of Beauty" who could captivate everyone present without making any move, kept her gaze fixed on the window. Just as others were watching him to pass the time, Freya was also watching someone to pass the time.

"...What a rare soul."

Freya ran her fingers across her lips, a smile of interest playing on her lips.

The goddess of beauty, who has a penchant for peeping into the souls of mortals, is naturally interested in the soul of that branded warrior at this moment.

What color is Guts' soul?

He was not dazzling, nor was he full of brilliance; in fact, to ordinary people, he was a murky soul.

Guts was not noble, not great, not brave, not a great man, much less a hero.

It's at least worlds apart from the pure white soul Freya admires.

But beneath Guts's murky soul burned a raging fire.

Unyielding, tenacious, stubborn

It burns fiercely like an inextinguishable flame, continuing to burn even in the dampest surroundings.

To put it another way, it's like a campfire burning in a filthy, monster-infested, and desperate wilderness.

When did so many special people arrive in Orario?

Ugh... Freya doesn't really dislike a soul like that~~~

Freya, her white fingers tracing her bright red lips, suddenly had a wicked thought as she revealed a charming smile.

Anyway, it just so happens to be the time of the 'Monster Festival' now.

Why not let her see what surprises this interesting soul has in store for her?

......

Gus felt something was wrong with him.

Although I came out to relax and go shopping, I felt like I couldn't unwind for a moment.

"...Let's just go back."

Gus sighed and decided to go back and check first.

The crowd, which had formed a wall, suddenly scattered and fled with screams.

Guts turned his head, and at the other end of the crowd, suddenly appeared a young dragon with broken wings and a clumsy, bluish-white giant.

Why do monsters appear in towns?

Guts was unaware that this was the time when the Ganesha Familia was holding their 'Monster Festival,' a time to take the monsters from the dungeon out for exhibition and performance.

Normally, the Ganesha Familia wouldn't summon a low-level monster like a baby dragon, but because someone had a gluttonous streak, this baby dragon, with its wings cut off, escaped to the upper levels and was then coincidentally captured...

In short, everything is driven by the law of cause and effect.

The street was already in complete chaos, with screams erupting from the surrounding crowd as they fled in all directions without a care in the world.

People scattered and fled from the main road in a panic.

Gus instinctively reached behind him, then paused for a moment.

He didn't bring the Dragon Slayer Sword with him.

Although he could summon the Dragon Slayer Sword by calling its name after solidifying a summoning spell, but—

There's no need for that at the moment.

Gus lowered his hand; unlike the Dragon Slayer Sword, and given that it wasn't appropriate to unleash his Berserker Armor in this situation, his personal combat power was indeed reduced by seventy or eighty percent.

But that's enough.

Amidst the chaos of the crowd, a family of three was pushed to the very front by the panicked throng, right in front of the broken-winged baby dragon and the bluish-white giant.

The young dragon's crimson eyes locked onto the trembling figures, a threatening growl emanating from its throat. The giant, meanwhile, swung its massive arm, slamming it into the ground with a whooshing sound. Amidst the flying debris, the family's escape route was completely blocked. The mother clutched her two children tightly to her arms, her face ashen, her desperate cries drowned out by the surrounding screams.

Gus's gaze was sharp as a knife. Without the slightest hesitation, he pounced like a cheetah that had been poised for a long time, his heavy black boots thumping on the stone pavement. The fleeing crowd surged forward, all eyes fixed on the two ferocious monsters.

As the distance closed, the young dragon sensed the threat first, turned its head sharply, and opened its mouth full of sharp teeth and blazing flames to bite Guts.

"Go away!"

Guts let out a low growl, dodging the bloody, sharp teeth to the side, while simultaneously gathering all his strength in his right fist and slamming it hard into the young dragon's cheek.

With a crisp "crack," the young dragon's bones seemed to shatter, and its massive body was sent flying sideways by the punch. The flames it had been building up were interrupted in its mouth, and it crashed into a nearby stall, scattering wooden shelves and fruits and vegetables all over the ground.

The power of the punch silenced the surroundings for a brief moment, even pausing the pale blue giant in surprise. But it quickly recovered, roaring as it raised its massive axe-like arm and brought it down towards Guts' head. Guts slipped, dodging the attack at an incredible angle, while simultaneously raising his left hand sharply!

The front of the metal prosthetic limb suddenly cracked open, revealing a dark tube opening.

Why didn't Guts heal his arm?

On one hand, he wanted to leave this 'scar' until after he had completed his revenge against Griffith; on the other hand, he had also strengthened this arm to some extent.

The cannons originally manufactured by Rickett were replaced with equipment that was absolutely lethal in close combat.

"Now!" A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he pressed the mechanism on the inside of the prosthetic limb.

With a sharp "whoosh," a dragon-slaying spear, gleaming with cold light, shot out from the nozzle. It magnified instantly upon release, giving the giant almost no chance to react at close range, piercing straight through its thick neck!

Its pale skin was torn apart, and dark green blood gushed out. The giant let out a muffled wail, and its massive body crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Guts didn't choose those high-tech prosthetics, since he wouldn't be able to use them anyway. Instead, he fitted this prosthetic with Dragon Piercer technology from the Monster Hunter world.

The Dragonslayer Spear, made of a specific material, was a powerful weapon used by the people of that world to fight against powerful Elder Dragons. The Dragonslayer Spear enhanced by the God Realm has an additional special effect of attacking giant creatures.

Furthermore, Guts also chose to attach a Seamless Extension Charm to the prosthetic limb, storing three Dragonslayer Spears inside at once, aiming for a surprise attack.

Even tough guys can use cunning methods to fight their enemies.

Having dealt with the giant in one strike, Guts immediately turned to the struggling young dragon. The young dragon was clearly enraged, dragging its wounded body as it charged again, its claws lashing out at Guts' chest. Guts grabbed the heavy Dragonslayer Spear from the ground and swung it across the young dragon's claws.

With a "plop," the young dragon's claw was broken off, and the intense pain caused it to let out a sharp screech.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Guts lunged forward, grabbing the young dragon by the neck with his right hand and forcefully pressing its massive body to the ground. The young dragon struggled frantically, its limbs pounding the ground, but Guts's arm remained as immovable as an iron clamp. Raising his dragon-slaying spear, he plunged it into the young dragon's head without hesitation. The young dragon's body convulsed a few times before it completely lost its life.

'Slaying the Enhanced Mountain Troll' grants 90 reward points!

Kill the "Young Dragon" and earn 110 reward points.

The notification from the Supreme God announced the complete death of the two monsters. As for the stingy reward, it can only be said that the Supreme God dynamically balances the strength of the reincarnators and monsters, and this is how the power assessment of Guts and the two monsters is determined.

The whole process was so fast it was dazzling. In just over ten seconds, two monsters that would terrify ordinary adventurers were lying in pools of blood.

The chaotic streets gradually quieted down, and the fleeing crowd cautiously peeked out. When they saw Guts standing beside the monster's corpse, exuding a terrifying aura, there was a moment of deathly silence, followed by a deafening cheer.

The Orario residents, who had been watching from the sidelines, erupted in excitement. No longer hiding in their homes, they leaned out of their windows and cheered. A corner of the labyrinthine town was filled with a heat comparable to that of the arena.

Surrounded by applause and praise, even Guts felt a little happy.

However, Guts' expression remained stiff. Without saying a word, he put away the Dragon Piercer and turned to leave.

After all, if they don't leave now, staying will only bring more trouble.

Meanwhile, on the second floor of a distant café, Freya witnessed the entire scene. Her smile grew even more alluring as she gently swirled the red wine in her glass and addressed the person beside her.

"Ota, what do you think of this man's strength?"

“In a hand-to-hand combat, I am stronger than him,” Ota answered the goddess’s question with utmost seriousness.

“But the sense of threat he posed to me was far greater than that of ‘Udeos,’ and even on par with ‘Barol.’”

"Really? Your evaluation is so high?"

"His armor felt almost alive to me," Ota said solemnly.

"If he activates his armor, perhaps... I wouldn't be a match for him."

After listening to Ota's words, Freya rested her chin on her hand, as if she was thinking about something.

Recently, several adventurers of unknown origin and astonishing strength have appeared in Orario. As the chief goddess of the city's strongest familia, Freya cannot help but ponder the changes this may bring.

"Go investigate and find out what their background is."

Freya gave the order, and Ota bowed and left.

"He's a decent man too..."

Freya watched Guts's figure disappear at the end of the street, picked up her wine glass, and smiled with a hint of regret.

Unfortunately, she had already found her lover.

Bell Crane, that pure white soul, her innocent and pure little warrior.

Now, he must be somewhere, continuing his pure and innocent life.

Chapter 20: 124. Beating Apollo, Bell's Change

Battle, battle, endless battle

The smell of sulfur and rust exploded in his nostrils, and Bell tried to catch his breath as much as possible to buy himself some time to rest before the next monster attack.

Even in the ever-changing maze, he still managed to discover some patterns after repeated trials.

A sudden tremor ran through the ground, not the heavy stomping of a minotaur, but the resonant sound of some crustacean moving beneath the rock. Bell calmly listened to the sounds beneath his feet, then leaped into the air.

In the instant it flipped and leaped into the air, its pincers, covered in grayish-white stone armor, burst from the ground. The barbs on its pincers were still dripping with fresh venom, and one could imagine what would happen if one's body was pierced by them.

Bell remembered the first time he encountered this monster, his ankle was pierced by its pincers, and he watched helplessly as the scorpion's stinger pierced his collarbone before losing his life.

But now, he has learned to calmly face these monsters.

He leaped into the air by stepping on the joints of its pincers, dodging their attacks, and then, in the instant of landing, used his sword to precisely cut through the soft membrane connecting its head and torso.

Dark green blood splattered on his bare forearm, bringing a familiar burning sensation.

Pain no longer fazed Bell; he quickly wiped the corrosive blood off his body, picked up his sword, and went into the next room.

Next level, a new challenge awaits.

Monsters swarmed out of the darkness, their hideous faces and sharp fangs exuding a nauseating stench. Bell's sword reflected a cold, eerie light. His eyes were completely different from when he entered the box; though his body was exhausted, his fighting spirit had never been extinguished.

He brandished his sword, engaging in a fierce battle with the monsters. The blade whistled through the air, and blood splattered, staining the ground red.

But in the end, he collapsed, unable to keep up.

A gigantic, multi-headed sphinx seized his opening and struck him hard, knocking him to the ground. Bell's vision went black, and his consciousness began to fade.

But when he opened his eyes again and regained consciousness, he had simply returned to the starting point of the Pandora's Box.

It's like an endless cycle of reincarnation, constantly setting out, constantly being defeated, and constantly returning to this place.

but……