Advancing more than ten meters again, it was a corner, and after the corner, two passages appeared. (8) (1) Chinese Network Δ.ん81.

Which one should I take?

I thought.

Faintly, a sound similar to a fight was heard coming from the entrance of the passage on the right.

Ichiraku: It seems that the one on the right is correct.

Piggybacking on guard, I stepped into the passage on the right.

After thirty or forty meters, there were three more forks in the road.

This time, however, it was much easier to distinguish, as the sound of the fight could be clearly heard coming from the leftmost fork in the road.

Without hesitation, he stepped into the fork in the road on the left.

With my experience and excellent observation, I was not afraid of traps or anything like that, but I was vaguely expecting something surprising to appear, such as a sudden arrow, or a flame bullet with a long tail, or a row of flying ice spikes.

Once I see these things, I can directly judge them as enemies and kill them all, male or female, without hesitation.

After that, I can load up their equipment, weapons, accessories, etc., etc., and take them with me.

After that, I can also choose the two things that I am most satisfied with as gifts, and give them to the three daughters together with the bracelet-shaped ring from the previous one.

Hey, hey, hey......

subconsciously let out a burst of obscene laughter, feeling that his conscience was greatly broken.

However, to my slight disappointment, as I farther forward, the more fierce the fighting on the other side became, none of the attacks were released towards me, and it seemed that the plan to slaughter the opposing team this time was probably going to be ruined.

If the other party doesn't take the initiative to provoke me, even if I kill them, I will feel a sense of conscience uneasy, which is somewhat of my little quirk.

The deeper you go down the passage, the clearer the sounds of collision and roar become, and faintly, you can hear some strange sounds that are a bit like the mud falling to the ground.

But no human voice was heard.

Cannibalism between monsters?

I wondered, "Could it be that there are monsters from other levels running here to fight for territory?" ”

With doubts in mind, I became more cautious in my actions.

The unknown is always dangerous, and that's what I've always believed.

Since I couldn't figure out where the strange sound was coming from, I couldn't easily get closer.

The straight knife slowly came out of its sheath, I was ready to fight at any time, and in this preoccupied situation, even if an Amon suddenly rushed out, I was sure that I would be able to cut it into Amun ham at the first opportunity.

Walking dozens of meters against the rock wall, turning the corner, it is an exit.

Sticking to the entrance and exit, the sound of collision and fighting inside is in full swing.

A peek at it, hey, it really surprised me.

In the clearing, an Amon was roaring and confronting a group of unknown creatures.

Amon was a very ordinary kind, stronger than the weakest one I had killed, and a little out of touch compared to the first Amon I encountered, but even so, every attack it attacked was very intimidating.

Confronted by a group of creatures I hadn't seen before.

Some of them are similar to clay puppets, but they are not as tall as clay puppets, and some are similar to stone shells, but they are not as majestic as stone shells, except for those who use magic, the other stone shells are equipped with sharp weapons, and they don't have any weapons in their hands, but they just fight against Amon with their bare hands.

Around the smaller clay golem and the unarmed stone husk, there are still a few smaller demonized spiders.

These demonized spiders are decent, quite the charm of demonized spiders, a pair of sharp big crows keep opening and closing, and they keep roaring towards Amon, as if they want to use their voices to scare each other, but how funny is that look.

If nothing else, it's not as tall as my knees, and it's basically the type that was trampled to death by Amon, so I really don't see what kind of role it can play.

Behind the spiders, there are a few trees that look like tree people, and if they were really made from trees, I would think that they must have evolved directly from small saplings.

Because they're just a bit pocket-sized.

The body of the tree, which is not thicker than the thighs, the length of which is not waist-high, and the dozens of branches that are the thickness of a finger swing back and forth, give me the feeling of a tree planting.

However, although these tree people are small, they seem to have some magical skills, because pale green bubbles continue to fly out of the branches, floating between the trumpet clay golems who confront Amon and the unarmed stone husks, and silently blend into them.

Soon you can see that the cracks or broken parts begin to slowly repair as the pale green bubbles melt in.

"I'm really impressed that these little trees have the function of replying," I thought with interest.

On the left side of the clearing, a group of people were watching the battle between the unknown creature and Amon with all their attention.

Counting carefully, there were eight people, five women and three men, all dressed plainly, not like rich adventurers.

Standing at the front was a young man, not much older than me, with black hair and not outstanding appearance, but I could feel the momentum of the leader from him.

At this moment, he raised his right arm, and the position of his palm kept emerging with pale yellow light.

The light flowed slowly, like a light veil, enveloping his entire palm.

At the same time, the light of the light yarn continued to extend the wisps of filaments, spreading in the direction of the small clay puppet.

It was only then that it dawned on me that these unknown creatures had been controlled by them all along.

In this way, this young man with the momentum of leading the team should be the so-called summoner.

"I really didn't expect to be able to meet a summoner," I looked at them with interest, "Anyway, this is the first time I've met an adventurer in the summoner profession." ”

Usually, I only occasionally hear from passers-by that there is an adventurer profession such as a summoner.

At that time, I often imagined in my mind: what kind of profession would a summoner be?

I remember that my first impression of the word adventurer was from a game called Dropout City and Warriors.

The summoner in the game is really the best.

Not to mention anything else, just with her group of little brothers, it is enough to make people have the urge to strangle her.

That's really a group of little devils who can't fight, kill, harass, and are everywhere!

As soon as you want to rest, they will come and beat you up with joy and a lewd smile on their faces.

It's easy to kill one, and it won't be long before you'll have Nima up again.