She expressed a rather sinister smile given that her intentions behind observing the outcome of the rookie’s fight between the boss was obvious.
She wondered if the rookie wasn’t aware of the rule.
She also wanted to know what kind of person they were as well. If possible she’d smile, but she seemed as if she had something on her mind that she wanted to say.
“I agree also. I want to see what kind of rookie they are anyways. Don’t you agree Aisha?”
“You’re right Brianna-san, if they get hurt then I’ll need to heal them since life is so precious!”
“Kekekekekeke, me too! It’s seems more interesting than sitting around here waiting for the next one.”
“Well then, let’s get moving without delay! Quickly, double time!”
Brianna, Aisha, Barth and Zack all offered their answers with enthusiasm.
Then, Arty and the other casually arrived in front of the doors to the boss room. Even though it hadn’t even been a few minutes since the tremors had exploded throughout the dungeon.
Just as they reached the door, another tremor came through the huge doors to the boss room as the boss monster Quake Hammer Gründ swung his hammer down with a single blow as they made their entry.
In total, not even 10 minutes had yet passed since the boss fight had started.
However, the scene that they were forced to bare witness to within the boss room from the doorway was overwhelming. The scene that opened before them was something far too terrifying.
“Wha…. what… is this?”
As it stood, the other four people couldn’t even manage to offer an answer to the question Arty just whispered to herself. Their breath had been stolen from them as if the air within the room had disappeared.
Overcome with surprise, they were unable to avert their gaze anywhere else besides the scene. Their very consciousness locked to what was inside the boss room.
The five people felt the same thing, an intense, almost impossible fear.
The entire surface of the boss room floor was filled with a vast quantity of fresh blood.
In the center of the sea was the Cyclops. It stood with only it’s right arm remaining as it was sobbing on the floor as it made a pathetic and desperate attempt to crawl away to safety.
The splendid gray beard of the Cyclops had been dyed deep red as it absorbed it’s own blood and readily began to cling to it’s skin.
Originally, the massive figure should be standing well over nine meters tall, however, it had shrunk quite a bit given that both of it’s legs had been brutally severed from the thighs and the left arm had been ripped from the shoulder.
From the huge wounds where the limbs had parted from the body, dark red blood continued to flow endlessly and soaked the floor.
In addition, the abdomen may have been cut open as a long section of entrails were spilling out behind him as he crawled on the floor. The contents growing further behind him as he went.
The scene that was most eye-catching, however, was the fact that Gründ kept crawling, as if he had long since stopped paying it any mind.
The fact is that until now, this Cyclops had nothing to fear, however, fear was the obvious reason for Gründ to act this way. Gründ’s single remaining eye overflowed with tears as a strange scream that sent a chilling sensation down your spine.
Quake Hammer Gründ existed in the memories of Arty’s group as they had encountered him several times before.
What manner of adversary arrived before his mighty hammer to cause such a crushing defeat to the point this proud monster was in total terror? Especially when he used to have the appearance that gave the most imposing air, the current form showed no sign nor trace of that figure ever existing.
However, the state that it was in, where it had become so weak that it was trying to desperately escape was unnerving.
Finally, the sight of that… the Three-Horned Black… Demon, left the entire group including Arty in total terror.
Since there was such a great gap between Gründ and this Black Demon, they felt it even more so. This was no mere laughing matter. This Three-Horned Black Demon began to dismantle Gründ with a large sword as tall as he was while Gründ was still alive! The blade itself was rectangular similar to that of an oversized kitchen knife.