A mysterious creature jumped at me and I slashed at it.
　It was cut in half and slammed to the ground in a squishy manner.

''Hm. What was that thing, this thing?''

　I checked the split corpse, but it was still a mysterious creature I hadn't seen before, like an ape or a goblin.
　It must be a demon, at least in part.

'But the fact that demons were dying all over the place is probably the work of this guy.

　However, the demons that dwell in the dungeon coexist with each other and rarely kill each other.
　Maybe it's an exotic demon.
　I've never seen a demon outside of a dungeon before.






　Eventually, we arrived at the 70th level.

Hmm. It seems that this is the lowest level.
How do you know that?
'There's no space down here. That's probably because the lower levels don't exist.
'So how do you know that...'

　The bottom level is not a maze like the past, and what awaits you after descending the stairs is just a long, straight passage.
　At the end of that passage, there is a huge door that is comparable to a city gate.

''This can't be........''
Looks like there's a dungeon boss up ahead.
Well good luck with that.
Where do you think you're going?

　He grabbed Heera by the collar as she suddenly spun around.

'Because you don't have to have me there!
That's right. You'll have to wait here then. Maybe there will be no demons. There's no way to know for sure.

　I walked closer to the door by myself.
　Then, for some reason, Heera came after me.

''Ya, I'll go with you after all I'm afraid to be alone in a place like this...''
I don't think there are any demons, do you?

　The lowest level is probably the only boss behind this door.
　However, I can't say absolutely.

''..........It has to be an absolute.......because in my case, if I had to fight even one demon in all likelihood, I would die for sure......''

　In the end, I ended up going with Heera.

　Goggoggoggoggoggoggoggoggoggoggoggoggoggoggoggoggoggoggoggoggogg....

　The door opens on its own with a heavy thud, as if it recognizes us.
　As I duck through the gate, I say.

'Depending on the boss's ability, it seems more likely that a stray bullet will hit you and kill you.

　Well, he says he's going, so it's no use.

''Please tell me that soon!

　Gogogogog.....

Wait a minute!　Don't close it yet!

　Heera tried to rush back in, but before she could, the door closed.
　He's a slamming, noisy guy.

　It's a vast space.
　At the end of a forest of pillars connecting the ten-meter high ceiling and floor, there was a throne.

It's been a long time since I've seen anyone come down here. It's been a long time since anyone has come down here.

　Sitting comfortably on the throne was a brown-skinned old man.
　However, he was not a human.
　He had horns and wings, and parts of his body were covered with black scales.

　A demon?
　No, the dragonborn?

You are the fourth, or is it the fifth?　The last time it happened was five hundred years ago. I don't remember it clearly.

　Hmm, I guess I'm not the first person to get this far.

But no one has ever returned from here, unfortunately. Of course you have!

　Immediately afterwards, the old man's body underwent a strange change.
　The scales that had only covered a part of his body until then spread out over his entire body, and his body swelled up even more.

　It seems that he is transformed.

"'Divine Footsteps'

　--Zhusha!

"Huh?

　Heera and the old man's voice came together.

　The old man's head flew through the air and fell to the ground, rolling over and over.
　The rest of the old man's body came to a halt, looking somewhere between a man and a dragon.

''Wait, you were still in the process of transforming!
No, don't bother waiting for it to happen.
You do have one!　Read the air, read the air!

　Maybe it's because of the high life force, or maybe it's because it's a live head, but it's none of my business.
　I have to capture the dungeon as soon as possible and save Mira.


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　I am Bahamut.
　An evil dragon that was sealed in this land for defying the gods.

　That seal was incredibly powerful.
　I tried to lift it several times, but I failed, so I have given up on it now.

　Hundreds, no, thousands of years must have passed.
　Frankly speaking, I'm bored and bored every day.

　It would be easier if I died, but unfortunately, I have the life force to live forever.
　And I have been prevented from committing suicide.
　What a horrible way to kill yourself.

　The only amusement is that every few hundred years, a conqueror comes to the lowest level of this place.
　This place seems to be a dungeon, and the people who reach this level are all fierce by human standards.
　To me, it's like a child's play, but it's still a bit of a waste of time.

　While I was thinking about this, two people came up to me.

But no one has ever returned from here," they said. And of course you have too!

　He says, intimidatingly, "I'm not going to kill you," but I'm not going to kill you.

　I've killed so much that I don't enjoy it any more.
　Of course I will not send you home.
　I will make it my plaything for the rest of my days.

　But it doesn't seem to be at all frightened by me.
　Now that I think about it, it has taken on human form.
　It's been so long that I've forgotten about it.

　I quickly returned to my original form.
　Now, look at me and be afraid of me!

"God's Foot Street.

　Thud!

　...Hmm?
　My vision started to spin around and around all of a sudden.
　And the ground....

　Huh?
　Was I in fact beheaded?

　I didn't expect someone like this.
　This could have been the most interesting fight I've had in a long time....

　I mean, I don't want to wait until I transform!
　He doesn't know how to read the atmosphere!