novelraw Chapter 161
Chapter 161
Chapter 161
Hello, this is Akagi Hideo.
After defeating Magnet Bastard, I got a new skill.
I forgot to activate the EXP Lighter and ended up embezzling experience points, so I leveled up too. Let's take a look at my status.
Huh? On purpose? No way. Of course not.
...Let's just keep this from that bird.
────────────────────
Akagi Hideo
Level 286
HP 808,516/1,092,200
MP 156,140/215,000
Skills
'Finger Snap Lv7'
'Phobia Syndrome Lv10'
'Surekill Lv10'
'Steel Spirit'
'Probability Time: Coin Lv2'
'Super Metal Assault Lv8'
'Blue Pulsation Lv4'
'Black Swamp's Severer'
'Super Catcher Lv4'
'Until the Very End Together'
'Silver Shield Lv9'
'Living Blade'
Equipment
'Ring of Cthurnia' G6
'Mugen High-Load ver7.5' G5
'Adolphene's Holy Shroud Lv6' G5
'Blue Blood Lv8' G5
'Proof of the Chosen One Lv6' G5
'Metal Trap Room Lv6' G5
'Traces of a Dream' G4
'Labyrinth Conqueror' G4
'Bloodstained Comrade' G4
────────────────────
Since I leveled up once, I must've gained experience points in the tens of billions, right?
At last, my HP has climbed past one million.
───────────────────
'Living Blade'
The way of the blade that preserves life.
Allows one to wield a sword like a master.
Proficiency 3/10,000
Unlock condition: Slay evil and save many.
───────────────────
So this is the new skill.
Maybe I got it because I defeated someone using the Absolute Sword?
Allows one to wield a sword like a master, huh.
Let's give it a swing. Hm? I see now.
I understand the principles better than before.
So I've learned how to swing a sword properly.
I wonder if raising the proficiency will bring good things?
I'm curious, so I'll try using the sword as often as I can when I get the chance.
"Gii (Translation: Witch's Withered Finger. It seems they're being mass-produced.)"
"An anomalous substance that seals skills? You can actually make something that dangerous?"
"Gii (Translation: Developing such an anomalous substance requires terrifying scientific power, but there are a few who can manage it. Some doctor out there has that rare talent.)"
"Some doctor? Which doctor is that?"
Fortunately, it seems that if you destroy the finger that cast the seal, you can use your skill again.
Lately, there've been more and more scumbags sealing skills and going off on degenerate beatdowns, so countermeasures are necessary. It's a dangerous world. I'd better practice so I can draw my sword when it counts.
After checking my status, I headed over to the injured.
"Pollen Fighter, this might sting a little."
I roughly stabbed the anomalous substance 'Blue Blood Lv8' into their neck.
Pollen Fighter twitched violently and cried out in pain.
Yeah, regular people really do suffer when you use it on them.
It's strange. It feels so good for me though. (stab)
Aaaaaah~ I feel so alive—!!
"Gii (Translation: My master is convulsing in bliss, so I'll take over. Junior, please escort Pollen Fighter to the shelter. Recovery will take some time. With French bulldogs wandering around, sleeping here is dangerous.)"
"Kyukyu! (Translation: Orders received, kyuu! Leave it to me, Lord Insect!)"
The little hedgehog, clad in armor and wings, puffed up to balance ball size, picked up Pollen Fighter, and soared into the sky.
"Kyukyu (Translation: There, bury yourself into my chest, kyuu. I'll be gentle, kyuu.)"
After returning from the trip,
Well then, shall we crush the Dungeon Break?
As I turned back the flow while reducing dungeon French bulldogs to charred remains, I ended up near Kiyomizu Temple. How nostalgic. I remember coming here on a school trip back in the day.
"Man, this really brings back memories—ah, please step aside a bit—charred remains coming through—"
"Gii (Translation: As we destroy the town, more charred remains are being mass-produced. We might have to brace for some damage claims.)"
"Wait... I have to pay damages?"
While enjoying myself with Bulldog Calibur, I may have stumbled into a lawsuit situation.
"Gii (Translation: I mean you should be careful about unnecessary destruction.)"
The damages aren't confirmed yet.
There's still time.
Now that I think about it, this isn't even a dungeon.
I was Caliburing out of habit and ended up riddling the ground with holes.
Right... fixing all of this is going to cost a ton...
"Woof woof!"
"Gii (Translation: Ah, it's a dungeon French bulldog.)"
"Shut up, you damn mutt! Do you have any idea whose fault it is I'm facing damages?! Excalibur!"
"Yipe!?"
I swung with all my strength, blew it to bits, and turned it into particles of light.
"Gii (Translation: Poor bulldog.)"
"Now, it's time for Absolute Sword Excalibur!"
"Gii (Translation: Isn't that just a punch?)"
I kept blowing up French bulldogs with my fists.
"N-Nooo! S-Someone help—!!"
Hm! I hear a citizen crying for help!
I spotted a 4-meter-class French bulldog attacking a young woman and her small daughter.
"Excalibur!"
I grabbed it from behind with a firm grip, ripped off its neck, and destroyed it.
"U-Uwaaah! Mommy! I'm scared!!"
"Hey there, are you alright? The shelter's that way."
"Ah, ahh, th-thank you..."
"Shall I take you there?"
"Eeeek! N-No, we're fine! L-Let's go, quickly!"
I meant to be kind.
Did I scare them somehow?
I toss the giant bulldog head I tore off somewhere nearby.
"Well then. Kiyomizu Temple is getting close—so that must be the dungeon's main hub... Hm?"
A human silhouette drifted out from the shadow of a building.
A man. Handsome, and holding what appeared to be a katana.
He didn't look like someone enjoying sightseeing in Kyoto.
The man had a cold gaze.
Eyes filled with hostility—or perhaps killing intent.
"The foundation's dog sure is raising hell. Thanks to you, the dungeon monsters are nearly wiped out. At this rate, we won't even be able to satisfy Area 01."
The man slowly approached.
"So, you're the boss of the Sword Prison Society."
"Oh? So you've already sniffed out our true identity."
He said, placing a hand on his sword.
"I am called White Night. I live for a grand purpose. And who are you? I've never heard of an explorer with the power to mobilize such a massive force."
"I'm called Finger Man. I live for experience points."
"Finger Man, you say? Hoh... I see. That the urban legend freak would just happen to appear on this stage—it must be fate. This has to be a trial prepared for me by the sword maiden, Vermi Ria."
He drew his blade. Cold air shimmered along the white steel.
So this guy's White Night. That means he's definitely the boss.
"Finger Man, I'll be taking your head——"
White Night let out a short breath, and his initial speed left only an afterimage.
It was a technique from ancient martial arts, called Shukuchi—the principle of footwork and weight shifting.
Through years of training, he had mastered it completely. And now, with the evolution of dungeon factors, he had acquired the ultimate martial art that surpassed human limits.
Truly a divine technique.
Finger Man didn't react at all to White Night's movement. He stood there like a statue.
Reaching a state of perfect mental clarity, White Night relaxed his body even at godspeed, launching the fastest step-in and fastest slash.
A blow to make the one who ruined his plans understand.
To show that, unlike those who relied solely on mystical power, his skills and effort were hard-earned.
He moved so fast, he crushed the air itself.
The blade was wrapped in plasma, as if it were emitting light on its own.
It was the secret sword, "Glimmer of the Otherworld"—a strike no one had ever dodged.
The flash of that slash closed in.
Just 3 centimeters from severing the head——and then, Finger Man casually grabbed the blade.
"Wha!?"
There was a mosquito flying around, so I grabbed it.
With just that kind of motion, he caught the sword with his bare hand and completely stopped it.
White Night turned red in the face, pushing and pulling, but the blade didn't budge an inch.
"I-It's impossible... ngh, ugh! Let go!"
Finger Man tightened his grip.
In an instant, the blade shattered.
Fragile pieces scattered like shards of glass, fluttering down.
Thus ended the legacy of the "Legendary Cursed Blade Snow Camellia" handed down through White Night's lineage.
"...Impossible, impossib—le... You... What... is that power...? How could you possibly...?"
"Daily Mission."
"......What?"
Finger Man punched White Night in the face.
White Night's consciousness went completely blank in an instant.
On this day, yet another high-risk organization was wiped out.