Chapter 84: Mobile Turret~

"My, my, my [Orga]!!!!!!!!!!"

The custom double blade worth 120 million, [Orga], was gone.

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"My Orga!! Tiona let out a scream!

Then... without any hesitation, she made a tactical retreat just like Finn and the others.

After regrouping with Finn and the others, except for the naive little angel, even Ais and Tione chose to follow Finn's orders, which finally saved the poor weapon.

"What's with those worms? They can even dissolve a first-class weapon!!!"

Tiona quickly caught up, her big axe raised in the passage.

Bete, looking displeased, carried Raul on his back. From his running posture and perfectly steady breathing, it was clear this speed was nothing for him.

"Idiot, didn't I tell you? Why did you rush in!"

"Ahhhhh, but I saw Fron kill them so easily! Just a few ultra-short magic chants wiped out a large group, but when it was my turn it didn't work at all!"

"..."

Fron, head down, ran swiftly. If the others could see his expression, they would know how embarrassed he was.

"Magic?"

Finn licked his finger, looking toward Fron and Lefiya, who were supporters, his eyes lighting up.

"I see. That terrifying corrosive liquid can destroy weapons, and they explode after being killed. These worms are the bane of close combat fighters like us."

"But for long-range bombardment, there's no problem, that means magic, right, Fron?"

The small race leader's eyes told him that everything was settled.

"Leave it to me, Captain!"

Everyone's eyes turned toward the moving Fron.

Pulling out the already cracked [Aquamarine Staff], he ran while beginning to chant, just like back on the 17th floor.

"[O light, rush forth, tear apart the darkness, ]"

"[I, the executor, am the spirit of light, the embodiment of brightness, shining to correct all, ]"

"[Aurora Burst (LightBurst)!]"

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Running, sidestepping, raising his hand, the magic circle flashed, piercing through the corridor, all in one breath!

"BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!"

The white-hot beam once again swept through the corridor behind, and in an instant... the monsters hit by the magic's white brilliance were annihilated.

"Their actual strength isn't that high, probably around Lv.4. They're a specialized 'Abnormal Attack' type, with that weapon-corroding poison..."

Raul, on Bete's back, was already barely conscious. His left arm, touched by that black-purple poison, still emitted a stench and was beginning to spread through his body.

"We have to heal Raul, or he won't make it to the camp, he'll be done for."

"C-Captain, I-I can still hold on, please everyone..."

"[Dia Flartel!]"

"..."

The tattoo on Bete's face twisted; he didn't know what expression to make.

"Hey hey hey, continuous chanting plus concurrent chanting, what kind of medic are you, not even a medic!"

Even the prideful Bete had to look at Fron differently.

"Mr. Fron, you... you're amazing! To still be able to cast magic in this situation."

Yes, as a fellow mage, only Lefiya understood just how advanced Fron's technique was.

Concurrent chanting + continuous chanting + attribute switching, and the most terrifying part, doing it while being chased by monsters in a high-pressure, life-or-death situation...

"Haha, looks like Riveria has a successor now, right, Finn!"

"Yeah, it really feels great to have Fron with us this time."

"As a teammate, he's too reliable."

At this critical moment, because of Fron's presence, everyone saw a glimmer of hope.

"Captain, up ahead... monsters again!"

"?"

Running at the front, Tione quickly reported. Everyone looked up...

The scene was almost identical to behind them, they were completely surrounded!

The atmosphere shifted again, and everyone's expression changed.

"Ais, at the fork ahead, turn left. We'll rush into that chamber and use magic to wipe them all out there."

"Yes!"

Seeing Fron's moving cannon capability, Finn instantly devised an annihilation plan in his head.

"Fron, keep a steady rhythm of bombardment, just enough so we don't get surrounded. Save your mind for a large-scale bombardment later!"

"Understood, Captain."

"Lefiya, once we reach the designated spot, you and Fron will unleash bombardment together. There are two passageways into the chamber, one left, one right. Each of you take one side. We'll buy you enough chant time!"

The pallum leader gave precise orders, leaving Fron in awe.

The 37th floor's area was almost equal to that of a city, and the 51st floor's was even larger.

And it was still a dungeon, how strong must your mind be to memorize every bit of the terrain and adapt tactics accordingly?

In terms of 'memorization', Fron admitted 'defea't.

"[Aurora Burst (LightBurst)!]"

"Boom..."

Fron cleared another cluster of worms ahead, opening the path to the chamber.

"Quick, rush in!"

"Yes!"

Their speed instantly increased as they charged into the huge chamber.

It was a massive rectangular chamber, identical to those of the 51st floor, perfectly square, a typical dungeon design.

The ground was flat, the walls smooth, even the ceiling was perfectly flat with no curvature.

The huge space could easily fit hundreds fighting without feeling cramped, perfect for a decisive battle. As expected of Finn.

In the dungeon, adventurers already fought at a disadvantage in terrain, especially in the deep floors.

Finding an open battlefield was extremely rare, showing Finn's skill in using the terrain.

"... Captain, if I were the dungeon, after being cornered into a dead end, I'd definitely throw fuel on the fire, like a 'Monster Party' or something, don't you think?"

The team quickly formed up.

Frontline: Bete, Tione, Tiona.

Midline: Finn, Ais, Gareth.

Center: Fron, Lefiya, and Raul.

"You bastard, that joke was so cold it gave me chills!"

Bete shouted back.

"But... it's already happening, isn't it?"

"Wha-"

"Crack..."

"?"

Everyone's eyes focused, following Fron's pointing finger.

Then...

Cracks formed on the smooth chamber walls!

"Ugh~"

Tione groaned, holding her forehead, feeling terrible.

Ais's cold eyes locked on the monsters falling to the ground, gripping her rapier tightly.

Finn licked his finger, brows furrowing.

Gareth quietly watched Finn, expression unchanged.

And Lefiya, standing next to Fron, turned pale instantly, crossing her legs, clutching her staff, and trembling.

"Hehehe, Fron! Nice going."

"Jinx!"