Although it is not unacceptable for Roland to stage a scene in which he is willing to be his adoptive father if he does not give up, but at least the dungeon must be more generous.
Such a shabby gift is shameful as a reward, let alone asking Roland to sacrifice his life. What is the identity of the dungeon, and what is Roland's status?
Compared to Black Qi's mother, who separated the original demonic energy from the beginning, and generously gave away human evil directly to Roland, without even asking Roland to do anything, it can be seen that this is unconditional love.
In comparison, dungeons are too stingy.
After Roland clearly expressed his rejection, it did not become angry and directly spawned a powerful monster like it did with the gods. After all, Roland did not have the power to make it angry.
However, it still expressed its dissatisfaction with Roland's random destruction of his body, and the restriction that no monsters would be born around him was released again.
The remaining fire patterns in the dungeon walls also lit up, and monsters far exceeding the normal number began to emerge from the walls one by one.
"You are indeed a stingy guy... knowing that these are unlikely to be useful to me, are you still planning to cause trouble?"
Roland sighed and grabbed Esther's hand next to him.
"Then, let's solve it quickly."
——
A small team quickly arrived at the twelfth floor at a speed far exceeding that of other adventurers.
It was a two-person team. Although the number was far lower than other teams, the identities of these two people were well-known throughout Orario.
"The thirteenth floor is ahead. As the first batch today, we will encounter more monsters than usual. Be careful. After all, we are not wearing fire dragon armor."
The tall elf beauty with long green hair looked at the front and rushed forward alone. The beautiful girl with shiny blond hair and pitiful appearance gave helpless instructions because she gave people a cold feeling.
"Riveria, you're so long-winded."
But facing Riveria, who has a title as powerful as the Nine Demons and is known as Orario's strongest magician, the blond girl named Ais didn't even look back and just uttered a brief complaint.
But only those who are familiar with Ais know that this answer is proof of the girl's closeness.
"So, you kid, if you are always so careless and rush forward regardless, you will always learn a lesson."
Riveria looked at Ais with a rather helpless look, "It's because you always have this attitude that Loki doesn't worry about going into the underground city alone."
"I know that the twelfth floor is not a threat to you, but after all, magic is beginning to exist here. If something happens, you will inevitably be in trouble if you are hit. You can save yourself in this middle level, but when it comes to the expedition, Can you still do this?"
"I know……"
Hearing this, Ais also lowered her head and replied softly, but her expression was still a little sad.
"Is that child that good? Although it is normal for the heroes selected by the immortals to be strong, I am also a little curious to be able to defeat you at the first meeting."
Of course Riveria knew the reason for Aisi's state. The frivolous main god complained for a long time yesterday, so that she took Aisi to casually accept a mission to relax in the dungeon early this morning.
"He...is strong, as strong as a hero."
Aisi, who was not good at words, recalled the figure from yesterday, her eyes were a little dazed.
"Like a hero..."
Riveria repeated the word, feeling a little moved. As the princess of the elves, the secrets and history she knew were inferior to those of many gods. She also had some vague guesses about Ais's life experience. Know the weight of the word.
"If possible, I would like to meet him."
With these words, the two of them officially entered the thirteenth floor. Then, before they could alertly greet the monsters that might be hiding in the cave, waves of terrifying roars came continuously along the walls.
"boom--!!!"
As if something exploded, a powerful vibration came from the depths of the cave.
"Someone is fighting..."
Ais pulled out the sword blade and looked in the direction of the sound.
"There shouldn't be such a big movement on the 13th floor. Let's go and have a look. It might be related to our mission this time."
Riveria also frowned, and she and Ais walked towards the place where the noise came from.
The closer you get, the more you can detect the abnormality of the situation. On this short road, not only did not a single monster appear, but the terrifying roar also never stopped.
Finally, when they reached the next open grotto, even Aisi who was rushing ahead stopped and fell into a state of astonishment as she looked at the scene in front of her.
In this trembling grotto, the source of the commotion was the Cerberus Legion.
"What happened in the dungeon?"
The expression on Riveria's face suddenly turned serious.
As the iconic monster in this level, Cerberus uses the magic of breathing fire as its iconic difference from the monsters on the upper level. Many adventurers have died because they were not prepared.
But in Riveria's impression, these monsters were not what they looked like now.
It was the size of a calf, with a fiercely twisted face, scarlet eyes flashing, and sharp claws drawn deeply.
While they were on all fours, they didn't even need to accumulate energy and rushed out as quickly as a cheetah.
And more hellhounds stood on the periphery of the army, opening their big mouths, letting the hot flames condense in them, turning into streaks of flames, and spitting out.
With their numbers in the hundreds and this unusual posture, even if the two senior adventurers from the Loki Familia were to deal with it, it would be a tough battle in which they could be seriously injured if they were not careful.
But at this moment, Riveria didn't even have time to complain that she didn't have equipment like the Fairy Armor. She just stared blankly at the monster army in front of her that was constantly retreating.
And the young man holding the holy sword and laughing wildly.
"It's no use, it's no use, it's no use, it's no use!"
The young man with black hair and red eyes danced gracefully and nimblely, harvesting the lives of the monsters in a leisurely manner among the Cerberus's army, without any unnecessary movements, as if every step had been calculated. , he used an amazing and subtle angle to pass by the constantly attacking hellhounds, causing those monsters to let out ferocious and violent roars.
One after another, the huge hellhounds kept rushing towards Roland, but whenever there was no way to avoid it, the silver holy sword would flash past and cut the hellhound's body into two pieces.
For a moment, Riveria could only see a sword light flashing back and forth among the Cerberus, and every time it flashed, it would be accompanied by howls and broken corpses.
And this fighting style made Riveria couldn't help but look at Ais beside her.
"Dancing... it's like dancing."
As if she didn't notice Riveria's gaze, Ais watched Roland's movements infatuatedly.
Every swing of the sword reaps life, and every movement seems to be better than the previous one.
Ais already understood what Roland meant that day. Compared with Roland now, her fighting method was inferior.
The gorgeous and perfect combination of power and technology before her eyes was the true form of the swordsmanship she saw when she was young.
A dangerous and captivating sword dance.
She watched Roland's every move intently, eager to learn something from it, and her clear pupils widened slightly, filled with different emotions.
"Roland..."
"So that's it, he is the hero..."
Riveria also showed an expression of admiration: "Among the Loki Familia, I'm afraid no one can be stronger than him. Even the fierce Freya can't fight with such ease."
Before Riveria finished speaking, the situation on the scene changed again.
After hundreds of melee hellhounds were killed by Roland in less than ten seconds, the remaining hellhounds did not continue to swarm forward, but let balls of brilliant fire light up the entire cave. Countless fireballs gathered in front of Roland, blooming with dazzling light.
"Boom——!!!"
But Roland just looked at these hot flames with astonishing impact with indifferent eyes, gently raised the holy sword in his hand, slowly poured the magic power into it, and a magnificent sword light was cut out by him, with a wave like half a moon. The posture rushed straight towards the hellhounds who released the fireballs.
The next moment, the howling wind turned into a substantial impact, blowing away everything around it. In the dazzling sword light, the flame was directly cut in half, and the ferocious flames shot out and scattered over the area. In the space, it seems that the energy in it is being vented.
"not good--!"
The sudden violent force caused Riveria's expression to change. She subconsciously raised her wand and was about to chant the magic of protection, but the expression on her face was soon replaced by surprise and uncertainty.
"Why, there was no explosion?"
Those radiating fires seemed to have been forcibly interrupted. After burning unwillingly, they were directly extinguished. The magic of the Cerberus had been formed and released, so this situation only meant one thing.
"Did that sword dispel the magic?"
Riveria's smile suddenly became forced. The holy sword, which can directly cut off magic, is an irresistible nemesis for magicians like them.
She once had a glorious record of wiping out an entire city with magic, but in front of this hero holding the holy sword, she was just a powerless mortal.
"The magic is lifted..."
Ais stared blankly at the magnificent sword light. After cutting off the fireball, it did not stop, but encompassed all the hellhounds in one breath.
They had lost all the energy left to roar, and fell dead one after another, leaving behind magic stones and smoke all over the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the previously mighty monster legion was wiped out in this attack. Only the figure standing in the center of the cave, with a sense of sanctity and security in the light of the holy sword, remained standing.
Looking at his masterpiece, Roland showed a satisfied smile.
"The possibilities of sword skills have almost been explored. According to this progress, soon this power will truly belong to me."
While fighting the Cerberus, Roland could clearly feel that under the instinct of his body, his possibilities were constantly evolving. From adaptation to gradual leap, his powerful body was increasingly receiving and processing the surrounding information. With proficiency, Roland gradually learned and knew how to use his own strength to fight.
Until the spells, substitutes, and demonic energy can maintain that power freely even in normal conditions.
As long as he works hard, his body and consciousness will spontaneously understand and manipulate power. The sword light he just sent out is the same in terms of magical power as the one that slashed at Aisi that day, but at this moment, it was a blow. Hundreds of hellhounds were killed, and the efficiency increased several times.
Thinking of this, Roland slowly raised his head and looked at the dull Riveria and the serious-looking Ais.
"Hello, Ace, and Miss Riveria, we meet again."
"Should I say it is an honor to be remembered by the legendary sword hero?"
When Roland cast his gaze over, Riveria instinctively felt trembling and creepy. This was not due to a lack of firmness in her will, but from the instinct of her body. It was as if, as the princess of the elves, she was just a piece of cake in front of Roland. Delicious little bread.
Faced with an existence that could take her life away at any time, her survival instinct made her quickly stay away from Roland, but Riveria still suppressed her uneasiness and answered skillfully.
"Roland, you are so powerful."
Ais looked at Roland steadily and said seriously.
"Why are you so strong?"
"Ais!"
Riveria scolded her somewhat harshly. In Orario, everyone's skills and magic are secret. If others spy on them, they will be killed without any explanation. Although Aisi is somewhat natural, she treats her companions like this. Fortunately, it would be too rude to others.
Roland also felt a little strange when he was praised by a girl who was better than him in skills yesterday.
"It doesn't matter. There's nothing to hide anyway. Although I'm a bit boastful, this body was born with this power. I just learned a little faster than others."
There is really nothing to show off in this aspect. Yesterday, his record of crushing two people in a row was dazzling, but to put it bluntly, it was just like competing for strength with a centenarian, and competing with primitive people for skills. He himself felt a bit despicable.
"Are you born like this...a born hero?"
Ais murmured Roland's words, and just as she was about to say something more, her eyes changed.
"careful!"
At some point, a new hellhound emerged from the shadow wall, and then spit out a scorching fireball at Roland without hesitation!
Although it is just an ordinary magic, ordinary low-level adventurers will be blown into pieces if they are hit by this attack. A top-level powerhouse like Ais will not be able to take advantage of it if he is unprepared.
But Roland didn't even look back. In the astonished eyes of the two of them, he stretched out his free hand in the direction of the fireball, letting the violent heat wave explode in his hand and dissipate.
"Such a feeble flame,"
Roland glanced at the hellhound with disdain, swung a sword to end it, and shook the hand that caught the fireball. After the smoke dissipated, it was still white, with no scars visible, and it even turned red. There are no signs.
After doing all this, he seemed to realize how shocking his actions were, and showed an embarrassed smile towards the stunned Riveria.
"Anyway, that's it,
——The human body is amazing, right? "
(End of chapter)
