Deceased Trapped in a Game

10th floor – Lv. 335 Imperial Guard (5)

Some shamans thought of using this hellish environment to attack.

Of course, the Imperial Guard is the most elite that only warriors of the past can raise their name.

Unlike special forces that do not consider the balance of units like the shock battalion, it is configured to respond flexibly in any situation.

and trained for it.

Witchcraft is the power to borrow from someone else.

It could be Mother Nature, it could be God, or it could just be the heat that seeps everywhere.

Elements are inherently unpredictable.

It refers to the properties of a substance, independent of a substance. And all substances are made of mana if you consider their source.

Fire is, after all, heat and light.

There is no other situation where the element of fire is overflowing more than now.

The shaman embodied the Strike of Conversion.

The heat gathers. there is no fire However, the invisible and intangible heat seemed to be able to produce superior power compared to the mana consumed.

And the temperature of the vacant seat of the gathered heat drops sharply.

The senior arch shaman who was moving with him nodded as if he did a good job.

The shaman’s heart was filled with pride.

The ancient hero who was with him also praised him for doing well.

His name is Arak. A legendary greatsword warrior handed down in the history of the empire.

“Let me charge you and throw it at those elves.”

“Yes, I understand!”

With a loud roar, the hero comes out of the corner and charges.

That shout was already a skill.

Feeling the power build up, the shaman fired a huge mass of heat.

Arak ran at such a speed that he almost fainted.

The floor that pushes the body crumbles.

The terrifying leg force felt like it was creating even a shock wave.

The heat cannot stop the warrior. Countless training strengthened the hero’s body.

The shaman, a continent’s inhabitant, does not know that it is actually a massively stacked resistance passive.

It’s just amazing that you’re free from the heat that burns your flesh without any magic.

However, the opponent was also a fairy who deserved to be called a hero.

A flash of light that felt like light rather than an arrow flashed.

The shaman couldn’t see anything properly.

The sword was raised like a shield, and the flash of light bounced off.

The hero stopped charging in a straight line.

It moves left and right so fast that an afterimage remains in the eye.

But even the fairy archers don’t miss it.

It fires so fast that you hear a long, long bouncing sound of the bowstring.

An explosion occurred between the twinkling lights.

Flames erupt and lightning flashes.

At the same time, magic worked. A dazzling light fills the square.

The sphere of heat was still in flight.

When his vision returned, he saw the maze’s weakened ceiling collapsing and pouring.

The shaman thought it was a good thing. That means there is a cover.

The hero flew through the dust and debris.

A strangely bent full swing posture.

Even at a glance, the sword is swung in an overly dynamic posture.

The earth lifted and stood up.

The entire wreckage stood up.

It literally became a tidal wave of rocks.

The plaza was large enough for the troll circus to perform stunts, but the entire field of view was filled with shattered fragments.

As the shaman opens his mouth, the senior shaman slaps him in the back of the head.

“Is this the first time you’ve seen a hero fight? Don’t you straight up?”

“I’ll fix it!”

The infused army rises up.

However, it is true that it is the first time seeing a battle of heroes.

He had just enlisted in the Imperial Guard and had a party in his hometown. You can’t die here.

The hero Arak shouts.

“now!”

A sphere of heat that reached the proper location exploded.

The heated air rushes forward as a storm.

Because it was compressed and moved, the heat rose even more.

The fairy’s offensive slowed down.

Arak accelerated further.

It looked like a single arrow. His greatsword seemed to reach the betrayed archshaman soon.

at that time.

Droo cute

The hero was shocked by something and bounced off.

A strange roar, similar to roasting beans with lightning, resounds in the square.

The hero tried to advance further, but was again unable to advance in the face of a magical fire and roar.

The tidal wave of rocks, which was advancing effortlessly, stopped as if it had met a wall, and then poured into place.

The light flashes again. Whether it is an arrow or a light beam, things are making holes in the wall.

The senior arch shaman blocked a blind shot. The cane swings dangerously.

The hero is very easy to block, but the arch shaman stumbles with just one shot.

“It’s really impossible to do this. Still, it’s not time for us to go and get hit.”

“That’s right.”

Soon the hero returned with blood.

A corner of the maze outside the enemy’s sight.

The shaman now realizes that hiding behind a wall is no cover anyway. The wall crumbles when hit.

It is such a battlefield.

Instead, the hero picked up another hero that was frozen at the edge of the square.

“I’ll cover you with this. Don’t wake me up. You’re my friend, so you’ll understand.”

It was an amazing idea, but at the same time it was an effective idea.

But being friends is obviously a lie. There is a lot of emotion in the gaze that is accusatory.

Of course, the two shamans did not vomit.

However, the fairies could not continue the attack.

Another greenskin’s loud roar could be heard from the other side.

* * *

“I think this is going to explode.”

The hunter looked anxious at the machine gun. The stationary heavy machine gun installed between the troll’s stiff legs was burning hot.

The elemental promptly encouraged the spirit of ice.

Watching it cool down again, the hunter wondered if this was right.

“Surprisingly, guns are effective.”

The youngest, who let the hot wind hit the barrier, wiped the sweat and said:

The rock tidal wave was calmed by the powerful winds of the higher spirits.

The Elemental Spirit conversely turned the fragments into a vortex and sent them to the other side.

An ogre comes running with a shield on.

The magic didn’t work.

The magic carried on the arrow also feels like its power is halved. The ogre rushed like a chariot.

The youngest quickly turned the gun. The hunter pulls the trigger even though he is anxious.

The heavy machine gun spewed fire.

Physical weapons, a product of science, broke the barrier that nullifies magic after beating them with excitement.

Arrows and spirits rush in. The ogre suffered heavy damage and retreated.

The road the ogre was running on was so disfigured that it was hard to tell.

“How could this work for such a terrifying thing?”

The spirits responded with a smile to the hunter’s complaint. She is cheerful like a leaf fairy.

“Is the exile’s magical weapon very effective? You said it had nothing to do with magic? So it seems to work!”

Resistance is usually element-related.

Elements are magic.

The same goes for warriors. It would be impossible to crush a mountain with only strength, even if it was a hero, unless it was a race like a giant.

Whether you know it or not, magic is involved in everything.

The machine gun fires again. The gun barrel is also burning red.

“Cool! Needs more cooling! It explodes when hot!”

The hunter, who did not want to die, cried bitterly.

The elemental smiled peacefully and cooled the barrel.

“It’s not a weapon that can be shot forever just by cooling it. When will the Fairy King wake up?”

“Can’t we just see how much the color has returned? An object that is wasted time loses its color.”

The archer slowly averted his eyes and answered. In the meantime, the shooting does not stop.

The hunter quickly squinted. The young man is sweating profusely and pouring out his magical energy.

In terms of the amount of magical power, the spirits are the highest, but the amount of seal release is not determined by the amount. That’s the time to unpack anyway.

This is the reason why the weakest of the magic classes here is doing this.

An orc shaman doing his best to awaken the Fairy King. Even the hunter thought it was funny.

But the situation is getting worse every moment. More from the start was greenskin.

Otherwise, these ruins would not have been submerged in the frozen time.

* * *

The girl admired the cold wizard fairy.

He was as handsome as his uncle. No, maybe more.

“Oh, girl. It’s like seeing the Petal Fairy for the first time. Don’t stare at me too much. I’ll fall in love with you.”

“I am the owner!”

“Okay then, that girl should be careful.”

“Uh, um, yes.”

The Petal Fairy, who introduced herself as Cryogen, was a very pleasant, playful fairy.

And he’s really handsome like he’s shining.

Looking at the flower petal fairy that Uncle once used to say, I could understand the meaning of not being able to say that I was handsome.

But still, the girl couldn’t forget the dazzling eyes when she sometimes looked into the distance by herself.

my heart is not shaken

The face is important, but the mood is more important.

A man with such a light feeling is quite out of taste.

Aside from that attitude, the girl was able to fully sense the strength of Cryogen.

If you are an exile with a mind map, it seems that from start to finish, you are only covered by the cold system of intelligence.

Wouldn’t that be the case for all stacked passives?

Even just standing still, it feels like the temperature around you is dropping.

Hundreds of degrees of air poses no danger.

With a single gesture of his hand, all the heat escaped.

Even the heated stone became cold.

“I’ll have to run around the maze quickly. It’s great magic, so I can’t do it on the ground. But butterflies looking for flowers, if you suddenly cool something so hot…”

“It will collapse.”

“Oh my gosh, that was intentional. If that’s the case, then there’s no problem. Considering how hard I worked to make this beautiful trap…”

“Can you shut up?”

“A beautiful flower has thorns. It’s good. It’s very good. It’s also refreshing.”

The girl was already feeling tired.

It reminds me of the old man on the first floor, when he was diligently arranging his personal affairs for fear of creating an awkward atmosphere.

He is making that tired expression on his face right now.

And I look to the side.

The little wizard is looking at Cryogen with an ecstatic expression.

The girl was bewildered.

I liked the guy who was so unexpected!

Come to think of it, you were in middle school?!

The girl instinctively blocked the two of them and walked.

The heat is pretty good. Because this wizard seems to be certain as far as performance is concerned.

* * *

Infighting with a troll is generally not recommended.

However, if there is a risk of getting hit with a stick as thick as my body, it is better to dig into it.

Trolls tend to prefer blunt weapons.

Because their claws are already sharp.

The troll skillfully shoved his rod into the floor.

This is the direction that blocks my movement.

claws approach

I cut myself in time for the moment of impact.

The troll has an absurd expression on his face.

This type of evasion, no matter how reproducible it may be, is not done.

because it hurts

But pain in front of efficiency is meaningless. It is better to cut the body neatly and then stick it back together than the body being cut off directly.

Even the absurd trolls weren’t really that different.

Trolls cannot wield magic.

If it does, it’s probably somewhere some crazy exile has reached the end of playing the troll wizard on his hardmode.

Isn’t it similar to the stump fairy berserk?

So, this troll is purely bodily killing.

It regenerates burning skin in real time and prevents damage to internal organs. There is no fatal loss. Then there are not many calories to regenerate.

If I leave here, I will lose weight, but there must be a lot of time left until I die.

I dug so deeply into my arms.

A troll warrior could be easier than an orc warrior if he had enough firepower.

The tanking of the labyrinth is divided into robustness that does not hurt in the first place and regenerative ability that does not matter even if it is injured.

Things that regenerate seldom get strong.

Even on the mind map, such a skill takes a lot of reverse correction.

A troll’s tanking is such that no matter how high-level it is, once it gets hurt, it regenerates at a great speed.

It is said that only the total HP and HP regen are high, and the defense is low.

What if you had the power to blow it up in one shot?

Matthew is a class for that.

The troll didn’t seem to be very aware of his crisis.

It has always been right and endured. In some cases, it is a troll that regenerates even if half of its head is blown away.

As a member of the Imperial Guard, he must have received countless threats.

Even now, I have no doubt in my dreams that I will lose the battle to regenerate against a vampire whose whole body burns.

Thanks to such carelessness, my hand easily touched the troll’s body.

magic flows

The troll’s complexion changes with the flow of magical power that penetrates inside.

He gave up the thought of grabbing me and trying to rip me apart.

An explosion occurred.

The stomach is bloated and cracked. organs pour out And it starts to sizzle and ripen.

The thick skin and muscles of the troll are loose like threads.

I completely dug into it.

blood pours out

huge body.

a lot of blood

It is regenerating as much as lost blood.

Blood is inedible, but blood is blood.

I fogged the troll’s body.

My blood and the troll’s are mixed.

The troll rushes through my body, looking for me, but I have already melted.

I hear the god of war getting angry because the body is in contact.

“You stupid troll! That’s a vampire fighter! What if I give you a distance?”

Everything touched is moved with power. It’s loud and blood gushing out from inside.

And an explosion of intangibility exploded.

Both the heart and the brain were destroyed in an instant.

The troll stopped moving.

The sizzling sound of something ripening.

and burning sound.

The creepy feeling of leveling up.

The instinct as a vampire who barely reached the level of a vampire lord pours out and tells him to swallow the ripening blood.

But the blood of this race is poison.

It took me a while to take my body apart again. He closed the shield again and sighed.

The little boy has informed me that there are no more idiots acting alone.

Salty but time to join.

It’s not good to have a team fight. Leveling is decent too.

God of nature also expressed concern.

“It is slowly falling apart. Endurance is also limited. That orc doesn’t seem to be able to work properly.”

They moved around the edge to quickly pick up the girl who was preparing for the burial of the ruins.

Non-elemental explosions are not very dangerous unless they are hit directly. It is very fast when flying in an explosion.

The area near the center of the maze was already falling apart because it was in tatters.

I managed to find the girl’s location and reached it.

Cryogen is rejoicing.

The girl was also welcomed.

“Vampires? Exiles as God said.”

“Mister! It’s so cool here!”

“It doesn’t matter now! Cryogen! Did you go round?”

“About half. It’s so much fun talking to these girls…”

Like a petal fairy, she is filthy and carefree.

“The latter group has rushed in, but they are moving systematically. Let’s join the king as soon as the square is about to fall.”

This guy isn’t stupid either. He lifted his eyes slightly and answered immediately.

“Even if you just activate the amount you’ve done now, it’ll probably collapse enough. Let’s move on.”

Of course it is, but it just slams the wall and runs.

In the middle, other groups are seen preparing to attack. Those two seem to be hero units.

You can also see other fairies waking up from inside shooting.

Everyone is gathering in the central square.

The latecomers are also advancing, breaking the walls at random.

Some have already reached them.

The god of war asked very well for the rice cake that the fairy king would return to this world.

Cryogen shakes his hand. Orcs frozen to their thighs did not even look back.

I just charged it and tried to cut it. hard. There is also no tampering judgment.

Failed to remove by surprise.

They all ran with full power and passed.

An orc warrior who resisted threw an axe.

The girl turned around and blocked it. It is so heavy that it bangs and loses its center.

I held the girl who stumbled and fell. keep running

The little wizard was captured by Cryogen. The ice road spreads like frost and slides. It evaporates immediately after passing.

The whole square was already under siege.

It’s just a lull in preparation for the offensive.

Some trolls [hero units] are also visible.

Shaman [Hero Unit] too.

The center of the fairy king was covered by sealed trolls and ogres surrounding it.

The muzzle of the machine gun can be seen through the troll crotch.

I did it, but it’s very painful to watch.

Shouts to the extent of resounding in the square fill the room.

This is the ritual before the charge.

Enough men have been gathered, and now we will annihilate our enemies.

Fairy heroes also increased, but there were more green skins in this maze from the beginning.

The god of war is probably looking at the battlefield like a strategy simulation.

It goes without saying that the war situation is improving from his point of view.

The most powerful elves or greenskins are now in the midst of being occupied by elves.

Except for some named opponents, they are worth trying.

The young man was showering with sweat.

I first found the Elementalist.

“People full of magical power! People who want to activate the Spirit King!”

The expression of the two leaf fairies changes.

“The Elemental King?”

“The Spirit King!”

The situation doesn’t matter. Just an excited look.

“I’m the contractor! Hurry! Now! Right now!”

“really?”

He held the hands of the two fairies joining together.

“However, do I control it?”

“Are you good at spirits?”

Two fairies staring at each other as if unable to yield.

“So, have you made a contract with the Spirit King?”

Ears that droop sharply. They’re both dog ears. It looks very bland.

“Can I introduce myself later?”

“How can a vampire defeat the Spirit King?”

I don’t have time for that. These fairies!

* * *

The god of war remembered the existence of the spirit king.

So, the moment the vampire arrived, I commanded the shamans to wake up.