Deceased Trapped in a Game

3rd Floor – Lv.18 Gamers (5)

The female archers and the ‘exiles’ who lived in the camp all prepared for battle.

The attack was not even notified to ‘refugees’ who could not be called exiles.

It was an attack that would happen one day.

The purpose of the guys occupying these floors is mostly obvious.

After waiting to see if there is Sudden Death, if not, they plan to rule the class itself as it is.

Refugees will be used as slaves.

The first car doesn’t care about suicide or anything like that.

Restarts experienced and restarts not experienced are completely different.

It’s the same no matter how many times.

Being accustomed to death is more like a mental illness.

People who are still normal will try to live their lives by enduring unfair treatment.

“This, this, and that one was in a hurry, so I couldn’t complete the quest.”

“It’s okay. Wouldn’t it be better if we all fight together rather than solve it alone at the senior’s party?”

As the female archer said so, she gently waved the lightning bolt.

I wonder what the person who gave this to me was talking about.

“I like that kind of business mind.”

“I was an entrepreneur on the outside.”

“It’s a little different if you talk outside.”

“It’s the trust I give to my seniors.”

I shrugged.

“I don’t really want to hear it.”

“I will refrain from it in the future.”

listen well

I will take care of keeping my distance.

It’s convenient to have a guy like that down there. It felt like leading a guild of hundreds of people in the previous episode.

If you have the same design as back then, you should hire a talent immediately, but not now.

The concept of this episode is closer to a small group.

What I see is the potential of pure combat power.

A former CEO is a career that’s too trivial to include in my plans.

The previous rounds weren’t bad.

But it’s an illusion of a giant guild.

I learned how difficult it is to control all the senior exiles, each with their own schemes.

I did it because I thought it would be something if I did the due diligence tactic, and it actually turned out to be something.

Still, it was the closest to clearing, so I think it was an experience worth trying.

It was hard to follow though.

“Aren’t you going to use the special arrow now?”

“Yes. I will trust you.”

“It’s a good decision.”

It’s a look that brazenly believes what I’m going to do, but it’s a place where you have to accept when an old man does you a favor.

Leaving the archer behind, I decided on the course of our party.

First of all, the girl.

“You just go out and kill them all.”

The girl still smokes with a face that doesn’t show much redness.

“No, how do you say that. To a weak high school girl.”

“Ugly. You pretend you’re not, and change your habit of fiddling with knives and say things like that.”

“aah.”

Our girl’s stats and fighting power are already comparable to that of named NPCs.

If I run into something like that at the beginning and get hit, I think I’ve been in a car accident. It is a natural disaster to the extent that the mental pattern is damaged.

However, there is no way that named fixed NPCs will remain on the 3rd floor for a month or so.

That’s a crazy dog no matter where you release it now.

If you still don’t know, let me know.

“[Dash] Never write forward. If it’s dangerous, you should fall for it. If you die, I’ll cry.”

“What are you talking about? It’s never going to die. Heh.”

of course i cry If it wasn’t for that little boy, this episode would be a messed up episode earlier.

I’m betting the rest of my three years on this girl who seems to be an Easter egg that the developers put in.

must be kept

An irregular that appears when 100 years come to an end.

If so, it is presumed that the game is a remedy for those who can’t stand the game and are overflowing with guts.

I’m not sure how the time limit was meant to be updated in-game, but I’m stuck with it now.

Apart from being disgraceful, it must be cleared first.

“The hunter takes him and defends him in a suitable position. Leave it to me.”

“All right.”

This is the actual education and training.

Like a 12-year veteran exile, the hunter easily understood and took the youngest away.

At least the hunter won’t die if you get the right position.

I don’t know how the youngest is.

But if the hunter wants to save it, he’ll do it.

The second floor is so strange that it doesn’t look like that.

For a 12-year-old Ranger professional exile, there is no one who can compete with the stragglers on the 3rd floor for a month or so.

The map is also a forest.

“Then, shall I see the face of that ‘gamer’?”

Was it 20 years? Then he’ll be a bit of a hitter.

If I don’t control it myself, there will be a big problem.

* * *

The hunter, as usual, raised his bow with a tired face.

It’s a fairy bow.

The leader found a better bow, so the fairy’s bow was entirely his.

The crossbow had already run out of durability and disappeared.

The weapon captured on the first floor was used so violently that it was used sparingly.

Of course it was satisfying. The fairy’s belongings were in their hands, even if they were the keepsakes of the fairy killed by his party members.

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Just that alone gave the hunter a sense of security.

Please don’t let any hostile fairies appear in the future.

“Senior! Would this be enough?”

The youngest took off the door of the hut to use as a shield instead of a weapon.

It’s sturdy and heavy, even if it’s from a skilled carpenter. Just hitting it with that one seems to be enough.

“Yeah. Just block the front.”

A distracted man comes and stands next to him with a hehehe face.

If you look at his face, he’s as vicious as a bear can be beaten to death with his bare hands, but what he does is so cute.

It’s not just tamed with violence.

This is because even that first-time kid realized what it was like to be a senior exile.

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Just like he did to the leader on the first floor, he became a completely loyal subordinate after grasping the situation.

What is the ‘Kingdom’ of that great joint?

There are many newcomers who pretend to do anything if they can only go there.

Because that’s how rumors spread.

Rumors that have no substance tend to inflate their form more and more.

The leader was absurd at the content of the rumor that was like paradise.

[If the kingdom was only such a good place, would there be an old man who died and restarted?]

that’s a valid word indeed.

Even a hunter who had never been there vaguely thought so.

It’s sad that it’s confirmed.

“ha.”

“Uh, uh. What did I do wrong?”

“No. Let’s go.”

The hunter decided to start hunting after a long time.

* * *

People die when they get shot.

Even if you get hit by an arrow, you die.

Even if you get hit by a knife, you die.

It’s a really natural fact.

However, after reaching a high level in the labyrinth, if you do not return for a long time, you may forget that fact.

Only on the 3rd floor, you can’t have such unrealistic durability without some luck.

So the hunter shot.

Definitely one at a time.

The arrow, which flies continuously at one shot per second, reduces the enemy at a tremendous speed.

The youngest was amazed.

“Oh my God. What an amazing quick-fire…? Is this correct? Anyway, it’s awesome.”

“Look ahead.”

“Ouch, I will.”

The current location is a place where a relatively hut-like hut is located in a camp that is nothing more than a refugee camp.

A watchtower was also erected, but the hunter yielded the position to the female archer.

caring as a senior

Enemies come back.

The hunter drew a mace.

With the sound of a pick, the man holding up the wooden club collapses.

An arrow was stabbed in the head.

Glancing at the watchtower, the female archer frowned.

He’s a very good-natured person.

The hunter didn’t have the confidence to do that.

But there were more times when it came back.

Only about ten quivers filled from the abyss. I wanted to take it by all means, so I tied it up and hugged it and came to the third floor.

That’s already halved.

That number of corpses are piled up in front of the hunter and in front of the youngest who picked up the door.

If you’re sane, you won’t come in front.

The youngest, who once betrayed, was relentless after deciding which side to take.

Some of those who fell and had their heads shattered were crushed by that innate power.

He blocks the sword he is wielding with a mace.

The mace, which was crude but was a lump of iron to the hilt, was not cut.

and headbutt.

One more kick at the guy who falls down.

Throw the mace upward for a moment.

turn into a bow

The action of tying the arrow is as smooth as flowing water.

The opponent who appeared around the corner opened his mouth.

An arrow was stuck in his mouth.

It catches the mace that floats in the air and falls.

I smashed the head of the guy I had knocked down first.

Only then did the youngest block in front of him with a shield to help.

“You’re really cool. Brother. It was like a movie.”

“Leaders are the best, so don’t take the plane.”

That being said, I’m a little happy with that.

To be honest, on the second floor, he seemed too worthless.

Wouldn’t it make a lot of difference if there was a machine that just collects food?

What a senior exile receives is really only a favor.

I still wonder if he needs it.

It wouldn’t feel more like a subordinate who could just write for a while.

what is it In the end, the hunter’s only goal is the kingdom.

A strange feeling that constantly informs you of your level up reverberates through your body.

After sweeping the goblin village on the second floor, almost all of the experience points that I could not accumulate are gathering here.

I don’t feel guilty about killing people, but I feel a little bit bitter.

Aim the bow again

The momentum of the outlaws rushing in like a raging wave was also dampened.

Without the hunter’s party, their ambition might have come true.

If you look a little to the right, there is a natural disaster there.

The girl dressed in the stubble fairy’s characteristic flirty, pitiful and innocent clothes had a criminal record that was completely different from her appearance.

Even though it is a little far away, it is almost impossible to see the movement.

After something blurry passes, the two or three must stop moving.

Before the corpse lies on the floor, another corpse emerges.

“Human Blender….”

I don’t think it’s an exaggerated name, but it was.

The hunter shook his head, then grinded one more foot.

Ting!

eyes wide open

Arrows bounce off with an apparently foreign noise.

A transparent membrane spread around it.

It’s not the first time I’ve seen it, but I don’t see it often. [Auto Shield]. How’s that on the 3rd floor?

The next moment I realized

This labyrinth is dominated by probability.

If only I could break through that probability.

In general, anything is possible.

But the hunter didn’t care.

In the darkness, the black shadow of [Hidden] scatters.

His leader appeared next to the enemy.

* * *

Is this kid weird?

The guy, who was estimated to be 20 years old, was nowhere to be seen, so he was just watching from a high place.

I finally found something a little weird and walked over to him.

“What are you?”

“Hey hey!”

With a shrill sound, the opponent hits the buttocks.

It wasn’t the reaction I was expecting.

Throw a dagger

A transparent film appeared and bounced off.

Instead of surprise, the opponent’s face filled with confidence.

“Ha! Haha. I can’t get through it anyway! An NPC like a buggy!”

Ha, what else is this bastard?

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Just thinking about it gives me a headache.

Did I have to be traumatized because of this asshole?

In that wind…

He shook his head.

It is not good for your mental health to recall that warm touch again.

Love is a kind of mental illness. should not be possessed

Besides, the other party is a minor.

how old am i 25+97 years old.

“Okay, I’ve been patient. It’ll get better with time.”

Once the heart is shaken, it will heal properly only after sleeping and waking up.

I often feel the sea. Even people say that a reboot is necessary.

Poke around him with a dagger.

Each time a membrane is created and blocked.

“Do you believe in it and be skeptical?”

One thing for sure is one thing.

This bastard is definitely not 20 years old.

He has a ‘gamer’ setting, so he knows a lot, so how could he have deceived him?

[Auto Guard] must have been a gamble to build it up and get lucky, then pretend to be a senior.

Now it is doubtful whether the attack plan itself came out of this guy’s head.

“Look at what you’re a teenager! There’s no way to get through it anyway.”

An opponent who is filled with confidence raises his body.

He looks at me with an arming sword, a plausible magic item from where he picked it up.

I laughed.

“Take this.”

Throws an arrow with a scratch on its nib.

He took it in a hurry and saw lightning bolts from the arrowhead.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

I tried to throw it away, but it was too late.

I covered my ears and turned my head, and I felt a rumbling sound and the hairs all over my body tingling.

It is not comparable to the thunderbolt of the tween, but the lightning strike is a lightning strike.

I grabbed the dagger and stabbed it again.

Shields no longer occur around the ‘gamer’ trembling on the charred floor.

“Hey, you know it’s originally a surprise defense tool.”

“Ha, but how could this arrow from the third floor…”

If you go to the abyss on the 2nd floor, can you pick it up too?

I completely lost my will.

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Just in case you didn’t know, he kicked the dropped arming sword and blew it away before approaching.

The expression is desperate.

He squatted down and met his face.

The other outlaws did not dare come near me.

very relaxed

“How many hours are you on your plump?”

Let’s fill in the dark self-esteem.

The expression changes in various ways.

Embarrassment, surprise, understanding. fear.

“3000 hours….”

whisper in your ear

“I was caught after 35,000 hours. You know?”

Let’s send it now. Anyway, this guy is useless. I know everything this guy knows.

But just before he became experience points, I stopped my hand.

“So? Is the music box number one in the rankings suddenly disappeared?”

“What? Say it again. What did you just say! You bastard!”

You know my game nickname I used before coming to the labyrinth.

The hand holding the collar trembled in shock.

What did this guy say now? did i hear it wrong?

I realized just now that I was holding on so tightly that I couldn’t even breathe.

As soon as he put it down, the creaking guy started to lament.

“This fuckin’ world is crazy. Ranking number one has a handsome face. Fuck. I didn’t even win the game…”

What are you talking about, fuck rom?