Variety Comic: I Mistakenly Thought I Was The Bull Demon King

45 Enemies Gather Together (8 Will Be Released Tomorrow To Ask For Support)

Underground city.

Level 18.

As an extremely rare floor in the dungeon that does not spawn monsters continuously, this is also called the "safe floor".

It is also said that it was because the dungeon consumed too much power when spawning the "Giant Goliath" on the 17th floor, thus leaving a gap.

In short, this place unexpectedly became a resting place for adventurers.

The unusually high cave ceiling is covered with strange crystal structures, which rely on the special interplay of light and darkness to form a unique day and night in the underground city.

On a high place that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, people even built a small town for trading and rest.

Its name is "Rivera."

A crooked and crooked legendary place filled with shady businessmen, but it does provide convenience for everyone.

"Oh~ It looks very popular."

Oxygen Eugene makes his debut.

At this moment, he had transformed into a macho man with the help of transformation magic.

After all, the caves further down are very bright, unlike the floors above, which can hide the cow's face with the help of darkness.

Thanks to countless bottles of magic potion, Eugene's current MP can probably maintain his transformation for several months.

No need to worry about revealing your secrets at all.

He swaggered into the town, his extraordinarily tall figure and domineering aura attracting attention.

"Hey brother! New face, you have such a good physique!"

Someone came to solicit customers immediately.

"Shopping, staying in a hotel? Or looking for some special services?"

“Everything is available, you’re guaranteed to be satisfied!”

Eugene looked at this guy who almost had the word "profiteer" written on his face, but he didn't refuse.

His voice was hoarse, which made people feel very uncomfortable: "Drink some, and get some news."

"Okay! This way, please!"

The two of them walked along, passing through various rickety wooden houses, shouting that there were many people who were being cheated along the way.

They came to a bar built with wooden planks. The smell of alcohol and people inside was terrible, but no one complained.

Those glamorous things only belong to the real masters, such as the Loki Familia people who are all bright and beautiful.

For low-level adventurers, this kind of dirty and muddy life is the norm.

"Watch it." Eugene threw out a handful of money at random.

Although it is a coin, it is still considered as throwing money in person.

It is worth mentioning that this money does not occupy a grid. It is just a row of numbers in the system status bar. You can mention it casually when using it.

It can be said to be incredibly considerate.

He now has 60 million from the box on hand. Among the adventurers in Orario, he is definitely the richest group.

After all, even the top level 5 "War Princess" Ais Wallenstein will be worried about the 40 million arrears.

Not everyone can spend hundreds of millions on equipment like Ota, Orario's strongest "powerful man".

"Hey, sir, you are so polite!"

Perfectly implementing the virtues of Rivera residents who love money, the bartender gave Eugene a large glass of wine after bragging.

He lowered his voice: "Ahem, what do you want to know, please tell me."

"Monster," Eugene shook the wine in his hand, "the kind that can talk."

The bartender's expression was startled, and then he was speechless to this guy who liked to throw coins.

Monsters can talk? That sow can still climb trees!

"I'm sorry, sir, we really don't know about this."

The bartender smiled apologetically and was about to introduce some other business, but was suddenly interrupted by a loud laugh.

"Hahaha! Brother, I think I heard something interesting?"

A bald, unshaven man smelling of alcohol and with tattoos on his face came closer and put his arm around Eugene's shoulders without scruples.

"what did you just say?"

"Monsters can talk? Isn't that nonsense!"

This man... Eugene looked at the bald head's malicious smiling face.

Seem to have seen it?

"You are?" His voice was still short and cold.

"I am Uncle Gran of the Icarus Familia."

Baldhead has no intention of hiding it, but is very proud of his identity.

Even though the reputation of the Icarus Familia is not good.

But a bad reputation is also a reputation.

Thinking of it, Eugene's eyes changed slightly.

This person is a sidekick, probably a guy like Dicks' deputy.

The strength is not outstanding, but it is not weak either.

Bottom level 4, or top level 3 like Ayesha?

"Brother, I'm curious, what kind of rumors did you hear that made you ask that question?"

Grant's expression was playful, but Eugene didn't show any signs of wavering in the face of such a murderer.

"……outside world."

"Oh~~I see, that's no wonder." Gran's eyes widened, "After all, the world is a big place, and there are many wonders there."

He questioned again, this time, his voice was obviously much lower.

"So, you ask this, what do you want to do?"

really.

Eugene felt a wavering hostility.

Regarding "talking monsters", that is, bugs in dungeons, and "heretics" with self-awareness, the Icarus Familia is deeply involved.

Because, in the entire Orario, this is the only family that knows about the existence of heretics.

And this is the only one who is hunting them, secretly transporting them out of Orario, and selling them to wealthy aristocrats from all over the world in exchange for sky-high prices!

The heretics who struggle to survive in the merciless siege of the underground city often join a group to stay warm and seek "similar people" like themselves.

The Icarus Familia, after accidentally learning of the existence of these aliens among aliens, began a brutal hunt under the leadership of their leader Dix.

People who have no bottom line have not degenerated into madmen who kill indiscriminately like the dark factions.

But his bad nature is also reflected in his mistreatment of heretics.

Not only to seek money, but also to vent the evil thoughts in my heart.

"So? Tell me your purpose." Gran's voice became more and more gloomy.

"……for money."

Eugene didn't lie.

However, the way he makes money is different from this kind of hunting.

"For money?" Gran looked a little unbelieving.

"Outside, talking monsters are very valuable."

After a moment of silence, Gran snorted from his nose.

"You are quite honest, brother."

He patted Eugene's shoulder hard, leaned in and said, "If you want to catch those guys, you can't do it on your own."