Zongman: Danmachi, Three Skills At The Beginning

With the rear firepower of Flon, the mobile turret, Welf felt a lot easier.

When advancing, every time the number of monsters exceeds the expected number or breaks through the defense range of the two, he will turn into a Balrog without hesitation and burn everything to death.

It's just—it's a pity that the efficiency of spawning monsters has increased, but the number of magic stones has not increased.

"Damn it, my magic stone—"

The corner of Welf's mouth twitched, and he complained:

"I said you, why are you so stingy - you won't have any magic stones!"

The savings accumulated from building the magic sword before made him have no idea how cruel the feeling of poverty is, and he dared to make sarcastic remarks?

"Have you ever experienced the feeling of having only 30 mana all over your body? Look at my equipment. The "Recovery Potion" is sponsored by the family members, the staff is a gift from Riveria, and the backpack is borrowed by Guan Raul. Yes, even the clothes belong to Raul! Only the shoes and underwear are my own! "

"Gold coins are easy to repay, but debts of favor are hard to repay. Do you understand?"

"..."

Welf's face was full of confusion. Seeing this handsome blond youth cry out in grief and indignation, he didn't know how to comfort him.

"Uh, you also learn blacksmithing to make money???"

"Otherwise? You should know how expensive the weapons and equipment items and consumption of wizards are?"

"..."

Flon hasn't said yet, if he cheats himself to improve his strength, he still has to spend a lot of money.

Money, money, how much pressure is there for outsiders to know——

"Well, you're poor too. But with your strength, if you explore the dungeon diligently, you'll soon be rich!"

As he spoke, he patted Flon on the shoulder with a look of relief.

"Okay, it's time to rest."

"Ah, up ahead is—"

"A passage on the twelfth floor."

The two looked at each other, the corners of their mouths raised.

"Walk!"

The twelfth floor is the last floor on the "upper floor", and the next floor is the thirteenth floor, which is also the "middle floor".

Unlike the "upper" floors, across such a large level, the strength and refresh rate of monsters all increase in a trapezoidal manner.

According to the guild information, the potential ability of the monsters on the upper level is judged to be Lv.1, and the strength increases sequentially from the first level to the twelfth level, and the monsters on the twelfth level have the combat power of Lv.

As for the thirteenth floor belonging to the "middle level", the monster's potential is directly increased to Lv.2. If adventurers who have not sublimated to Lv rashly explore, what awaits them is a massacre.

Coupled with the number and rate of refreshes that cannot be handled at all, as well as monsters with long-range attacks and "abnormal attacks", if you are not careful, you may fall into a vicious circle where more and more monsters can be attacked, and you can't handle them no matter what.

When the physical strength and energy of the adventurers start to be consumed to the critical value, and they start to get injured, it is impossible to regroup. At this time - the dungeon will give you a decisive blow.

The time had come—so it judged.

Inadvertently, a little bit of accumulated exhaustion, a little bit of mistakes, and finally accumulated despair, this is the dungeon.

"Crack-crack--"

Welf stopped and looked down at something—a dead branch.

"Is this the dungeon's—"Natural Weapons Depot". "

Carrying a huge backpack and following behind the blacksmith, Flon, who was vigilantly observing his surroundings, responded with an "ah".

"Weapons made of dead branches and tree trunks, together with the monster's natural strength, are basically finished after being attacked once."

"Tsk, with such a thick fog, the field of vision is limited."

"Be careful, there are large species starting to appear here, it is very dangerous."

"Don't worry, this knife is here—"

"Careful, here comes—five, no, six—seven."

Through the thick fog, black shadows surrounded the two of them, and even Flon didn't notice——

"Did the fog cloud your judgment? Damn—"

"Ah, I'm not a professional scout, and I don't have the ability to detect."

"Forget it, use magic—"

"Ah, there's no way—"

Along the way, the frequent use of magic, or the use of "Pyroburst" to infuse excess mental power, even with skill enhancements, has consumed more than one-third by now.

In order to ensure combat effectiveness, Flon began to use "spiritual recovery medicine" supplements from the tenth floor to keep himself energetic, which is more than 80%.

Now that he has finally reached his destination, he doesn't have to hold back anymore.

As long as you reserve the spare energy for the return trip, the rest will be squandered at will.

"【Using the end! (Ragnarok)】"

""Blast"—"

The front finger of the staff—the continuous explosion filled the twelve floors.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom---"

"Twilight Pavilion"

In the courtyard, Ai Si sat on a bench, basking in the sun blankly.

In the depths of the golden pupils there was a hint of subtle emotional fluctuations, and the figure of Flon emerged in his mind.

"The same hair color and eyes as mine——"

"What a strange person, with strange skills—"

"How can I quickly become stronger like him."

This elf-like girl was troubled.

"Ace~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

Along with the sound came soft arms and smooth cheeks.

"Hee hee, why are you in a daze here alone, let's go shopping together!"

"..."

"Ais—?"

Diona rubbed her cheek against Aisi's pretty face, and found that her best friend didn't respond for a long time, and blinked a little confused.

"What are you thinking? Ugh—it can't be Flon!?"

And then, never expected—the princess nodded her head!

"Ok--"

"Really, I'm actually curious too. He's a little strange, um—I can't say that anyway."

"?"

Ai Si tilted her head, her eyes seemed to say: why.

"It's just his words and deeds, and he looks like he knows a lot, just like Riveria."

"Anyway—it's just amazing."

"Che, it's not surprising. It's still too early to catch up with us!"

The sudden male voice from the tree made Tiona and Aisi both look up.

It was just watching Bert leaning on the tree trunk and closing his eyes to sleep on the tree, but his tone was a bit concerned.

"Hey, Burt, you haven't been seen for the past two days. I heard that you were free and dragged Grace to the warehouse to fight. Could it be that you were stimulated!"

"Shut up, you hateful Amazon. You still have the face to call me, don't you yourself have a bruised nose and a swollen face all the time!"

"Yeah—tsundere again!"

"Asshole Amazon, do you want to fight!!! If you find fault, just tell me-I will accompany you to the end!"

"Heh, who is afraid of whom, stupid wolf, watch your feet!"

"boom--"

"—?"

Ace opened her mouth, not knowing what to do.

There was a noise outside the window, and Finn covered his forehead with a headache.

"How old is this! This is really—"

"It's a good thing our boys are alive, Finn."

"But it's—overactive, Loki."

Riveria put the document on the corner of the table, walked to the window and turned her back to the two:

"It's nice, isn't it, the kids are growing up. Have they been stimulated by Flon recently?"

"Ah, it's strange that the growth rate of the hell is not stimulated? Hehehe——"

Loki took a sip of wine, curled his lips, squinted and smiled.

Riveria complained a bit about her:

"You knew it was going to be like this, Loki."

"Who knows, Mama-san!"

"Who is Mama-san—"

"Hey hey hey, I heard you gave Flon a magic wand——Mother-san who is full of maternal love!"

"Shut up!"

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