Chapter 291: The Vomit Cannon
I can’t check what’s happening underground right now.
The only way to find out would be if Galahad dies—checking whether he’s registered in Bond Summon or not. Fortunately, he’s not registered yet.
’Don’t die.’
I already know through Shaitan that he went to Shax’s side. The moment they fail to persuade the enemies, the enemies will pour up to the surface, and then the adventurers on the first floor will have to fight again.
Fatigue will accumulate, and there’ll be casualties among the adventurers too.
’I need to keep deaths to a minimum.’
Magic stones should be converted to mana or used for gacha, not for reviving subordinates. They shouldn’t be. Sure, casualties are inevitable in war, but it’s way better to have more wounded than dead.
So hoping that Galahad and Shax don’t die, hoping that Shax doesn’t betray us, I climbed up the passage the slimes had dug out.
"Heh, these guys can’t even get in at all."
"We’re going deep enough that their beaks can’t reach."
Whoosh~
The slope created by the slime dragon excavator couldn’t be damaged by either gargoyles or giant crows. Whenever they tried to attack, we’d just go deeper into the wall.
Screeech!!
"Talk about a dilemma."
I grabbed the ankle of a gargoyle that tried to attack me through the open part of the slope. At a glance, it looked like a ★★★ gargoyle. A measly 3-star can’t stop me.
Crack!
I grabbed the gargoyle’s ankle and twisted it. Then a silver arrow immediately flew toward the gargoyle’s wing.
Flap-flap!
The arrow Lune shot precisely pierced through the gargoyle’s wing joint. With one wing torn off, the gargoyle lost its balance and tumbled downward.
"If we’d gone up the stairs, these bastards would’ve swarmed us like wasps for sure."
I was shocked by the passage connected in a straight line toward the opposite side, halfway up the stairs. It wasn’t just a simple spiral structure—there were paths created in midair, dividing the floors at intervals.
"Perfect setup for pushing people off the stairs. Fucking assholes."
"They’re the worst."
"Well... if you fly, you’ll get torn apart by those guys, so in a way, you could say it’s a dungeon optimized for defense, right?"
We leisurely moved along the path Lime was making. Because the bird-brains were so stupid, they couldn’t do much even as we blatantly dug our way up.
The slime dragons dug the hole wide. They dug deep enough that the crows’ beaks couldn’t reach.
And the big slimes and regular slimes following behind moved up and down, breaking down the walls. The middle part was appropriately pushed aside by me, Lune, and Gremory, who were following close behind.
Slide~
A pile of dirt settled on the stairs, and the enemy forces were frantically trying to attack us through the exposed areas.
Screech!!
One giant crow, like a woodpecker, stopped its wings right where we were and tried to stab its beak in, but it was useless.
Boooom!!
The giant crow stabbed its beak into the shield Gremory created, then jerked back in surprise and fled. The shield didn’t break—instead, the crow’s beak did.
"Shield attack!"
I threw a punch at the crow’s beak. My fist, striking the shield, bounced the crow away along with the shield.
Flap-flap!
And in that gap, Lune loaded an arrow and sniped. This time she targeted the crow’s chest, and the giant crow staggered back with a silver arrow stuck in its breast.
Me, Gremory, Lune.
With three executive-level fighters holding our ground and picking them off one by one, the enemy grunts panicked, not knowing what to do.
’This is too easy.’
The moment we broke through about the 1/3 mark.
Rooaar rooaar rooaar!!
"Well, at least they’re not complete idiots."
Giant crows were clinging to the wall, continuously pecking with their beaks. Since we were digging a slope along the stairs, they started digging the wall ahead of time, matching our route.
"Looks like that one’s got a few brain cells working."
"Yeah. That’s the guy guarding the path to Halphas, after all. Usually that type is the head honcho among the officers."
The Corpse Hawk—Vulture—still watching us from the sky hadn’t moved at all. Instead, it controlled numerous gargoyles and giant crows, making them dig the wall we were heading toward.
"Should we start running?"
I turned my back to Lune. Lune climbed onto my back with a big smile, and Gremory irritably tapped my thigh with her foot.
"What about me?"
"You’ve got wings."
"Hey, I became a fallen angel less than 2 hours ago, you know?"
"Guess you can practice flying this time. ...Ugh, fine."
I scooped up Gremory. I heard Lune grinding her teeth from behind me, but there was nothing I could do.
’Can’t waste time switching positions.’
Lune is used to clinging to me. But Gremory isn’t used to being held like this. So it makes sense for me to hold Gremory while Lune uses her arm and leg strength to hold on tight to me.
"Lime, let’s meet up midway."
Whoosh~
I left the rest to Lime. Tunnel digging is Lime’s specialty, and now I had to move to match Lime’s pace.
Screech, screeeech—!!
The crows started spreading their wings, realizing our movement had changed. The wall we should’ve been heading toward was already dug about 1 meter deep.
"Getting 1/3 of the way by cheating is pretty good progress."
Whoosh~
Behind us, I could still hear Lime digging. I ran my fingers over my tattoo to activate it.
I enhanced my strength and accelerated my blood flow. All I needed was leg power.
"Lune, I’m leaving the directions to you."
"Leave it to me."
The reason Lune needs to be in back. It’s because Lune has to be my navigator.
"...I’m just being carried without doing anything."
"Like you’re not doing anything."
I pressed the side of Gremory’s breast with my fingertips. With my other hand, I grabbed her butt.
"You need to be a counterweight. Hehe."
"...Haah."
Gremory sighed and left her body to me. Before the gargoyles and crows could move, I powerfully extended my legs first.
"Only way up is to climb!!!"
Toward the stairs.
***
Rat-tat-tat!!
The cockatrices recoiled in horror. Not only were they seeing a shocking scene, but the culture shock it caused was also dealing them massive damage.
Thump thump thump thump!
The lake started slowly shimmering with silver light from the shore. Obscene sounds of masturbation began echoing through the dungeon. The officer of basement floor 1, the Thunder Lord, couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
"Solomon have mercy."
An orc using divine power. That alone is incomprehensible, but the method of using divine power is completely fucked up.
Thump thump thump thump!
Whoosh~
The orc lifted his huge member upward and vigorously fired something. That thing, which can’t even be spoken aloud, began defiling the lake in a parabolic trajectory.
Whoosh—
The silver divine power began expanding its territory more and more. The cockatrices had to be pushed back to the edge of the lake.
"...It’s not cowardice to avoid shit—it’s common sense."
The Thunder Lord stood up. Then it spread its wings and submerged itself in the lake.
"Boss!"
"Shut up for a bit."
After warning its tongue-tied seagull adjutant, the Thunder Lord gave a look to the cockatrices.
"Everyone get on the island."
It submerged itself in the lake while the cockatrices set foot on the island. There wasn’t enough space for all the cockatrices to get on the island, but they climbed on top of each other, stacking up between gaps until they were all on the island.
"...Arrogant orc! Do you think using divine power makes you absolutely strong!"
Zap zap zap!
A massive amount of electricity burst from the Thunder Lord. The electric shock spreading throughout the lake began producing massive steam the moment it touched the area filled with divine power.
Zap zap!!
The electricity filled with demonic energy met the water filled with divine power and began canceling each other out. Galahad’s divine power wasn’t quite enough yet to cover the entire lake.
"You filthy, arrogant bastard!!"
Crackle crackle crackle!!
The Thunder Lord struck the water surface with its wing. A thick bolt of electricity shot up and flew toward Galahad.
"Hah!"
Only then did Galahad let go of his holy sword and lifted up his real iron sword. Divine power began filling the iron sword, and when Galahad swung it high, the electricity was immediately deflected.
"What the hell. You could’ve just fought with the sword from the start."
"I thought this would be more efficient than tediously hunting them down one by one."
"It is efficient but... weren’t you embarrassed for people to see?"
"There’s no problem as long as you keep your mouth shut. ...The Legion Commander would definitely have done it this way. Definitely."
Galahad straightened his pants and confidently raised his sword. Shax found it even more absurd that he was taking a pose like a hero.
"Why does that sound convincing. ...Haah, seriously, why isn’t this the Lust Legion?"
"That’s for Solomon to know. More importantly, let’s talk about how to deal with that thing."
Galahad glanced sideways at the Thunder Lord continuously releasing electricity in the water. Whether it had resistance to its own electric shocks, the Thunder Lord kept scattering electricity without rest.
"Simple. I came here because I can win alone even without you."
Shax jumped from behind Galahad to the front. Avoiding the sword emitting divine power, Shax stood at the water’s edge and tried to draw up mana, then got annoyed.
"Shit, why does it smell nice?! Why is the smell similar!"
"That’s proof I’m of the Legion Commander’s bloodline."
"...This place is seriously insane."
Shax stuck her hand into her mouth. Then the Thunder Lord jerked in surprise and spread its wings left and right, releasing electricity wildly.
"I’m insane too."
Grunt.
Shax lightly pressed her tongue with her hand. At the same time, she opened her own throat and began gathering mana in the center of her mouth.
"Ho huh heh heh oweh yah."
"...It’s gonna be a bit gross?"
Nod.
Shax nodded slightly, then tilted her head back a bit. From under the black robe, a gurgling sound began to resonate.
"Uup."
Shax closed her mouth for a moment, then.
Whoooosh—
She shot a stream of water from her mouth. It had destructive power that was hard to describe as just a stream—it was like a cannonball firing from a cannon. The water pressure looked fierce enough to cut through steel plates.
"Roooaar!"
The Thunder Lord crossed its wings and created a barrier above them. Electricity was crackling on the yellowish mana shield.
Boooom—!!
Shax’s water cannon was blocked by the Thunder Lord’s barrier and scattered in all directions. The cockatrices huddled together behind the Thunder Lord curled up and trembled.
"I-is that really Shax?! That’s Shax’s technique!"
"Why is Shax attacking us!"
"Screeech?! We’re dying, melting to death!!!"
The cockatrices started freaking out, but they just made noise with their mouths and didn’t move.
Near the island was the electricity the Thunder Lord spread, on the shore was the divine power Galahad spread, and near the Thunder Lord’s barrier, the ’sparkling water’ Shax spread began floating around.
"Phew."
Having sprayed the water cannon to the max, Shax wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Cold sweat ran down Galahad’s spine at the power Shax displayed.
"...When you invaded our legion and summoned the river?"
"That was a real river. ...I gotta keep one trick hidden too."
Shax tilted her head left and right with tears welling up.
"I just store what I drink in my stomach and spit it out like this.... What I drank recently is a bit special. Ah, my throat hurts. Divine power really stings."
"...What?"
"No, well. Just...."
Shax placed her hand on her lips again and straightened her posture.
"I happened to receive grace from the Dark Elf Queen. ...I licked her down below with my tongue and this happened. Bitter."
"...."
Was it his imagination? Galahad felt like he could smell a sweet fragrance coming from Shax’s mouth.
"Well...even if not that, I could just drink poison and shoot that instead. Yeah, better to do it the usual way. Hey, what happened today is a secret between us, right?"
"...What are you trying to—"
Shax opened her mouth wide, then stuck her finger all the way down her throat. And.
"Bleeegh!!"
With tears welling in her eyes, she forcefully vomited a water cannon forward. The Thunder Lord’s mana shield gradually began melting.
At the sharp, sour smell, Galahad intuitively knew.
"Even if we win, we’ll have to close the underground dungeon."
"Bleeeeegh!!"
Galahad, and Shax.
The two successfully blocked the entrance to prevent the monsters from basement floor 1 from coming up.