I Noticed That It Was an Academy After 10 Years

227.Dungeons Are Not Playgrounds (4)

The boss of the foggy graveyard.

Gravedigger Hayes.

He was a pretty difficult boss.

First of all, since he was the main culprit that created this fog, he was able to control the fog and see through it. A difficult opponent for us who have to rely on sound and intuition.

Additionally, his body is made of fog, so physical attacks are almost ineffective except at certain times, making him one of the most difficult bosses.

There is a behind-the-scenes story that it was created when a warlock placed a mist-emitting gem on the corpse of the gravedigger who had been managing this graveyard all his life, but it wasn’t that important.

The boss we had to kill was our enemy, and having personal feelings for the enemy was just a waste of emotions.

At such times, it would have been more productive to pity the withered flowers.

At least you can get moral satisfaction.

“…Fist. We will soon encounter the owner of this cemetery. “This is not an easy opponent, so be careful.”

Everyone nodded in unison at what I said.

“Finally, I’ll put all my backpacks on the cart. “Carry only the necessary items.”

For a moment, a bustling sound tickled my ears. The weight of the backpack that had been weighing on my shoulders for a long time disappeared, and my body felt as if I was flying.

“Everyone get away from the cart.”

When everyone in my group fell off the cart, I looked at the cart and opened my mouth.

“Production.”

A large box made of graveyard dirt surrounded the cart. Now that we have prevented the possibility of the contents of the cart being torn or contaminated by the undead, it is time to enter the real boss battle.

“If you’re thirsty, drink now, and if you’re hungry, eat the beef jerky I brought.” “If we go over to the area where that guy is located, there won’t be time to eat.”

“Do you have anything to eat, John?”

“There is.”

“Please share a little. Hehe.”

I took out a bag of beef jerky from my pocket, tore it into pieces the size of my fingers, and held them out to Millia. Milia seemed to be too lazy to use her hands, so she grabbed the beef jerky with her mouth and immediately frowned.

“Ta-da.”

“That’s what beef jerky is.”

Expensive jerky is not that salty because it is made by pickling it in a marinade, but most jerky sold in the market is made by pickling it in salt.

It was really cheap beef jerky, so it was no different from a lump of salt, but there was nothing like it to come to my senses.

Because the crazy salty taste would really wake me up.

It was very important to have one thing that could keep me sane.

In order to survive.

“We will enter now.”

Nodding, we walked towards the blurry structure.

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It’s the same as the original. The underground stairs in the cemetery and a huge figure sitting in the middle with its back turned.

You can’t see it because of the fog, but maybe that’s the real haze.

“Sif and Millia must never be separated from Karina.”

“Yes!”

“Don’t worry about me, just destroy it quickly.”

As usual, with only five people remaining, we moved forward cautiously. As the fog got thicker as we got closer to its source, we moved while holding each other’s hands.

How long has it been since we moved around playing trains like that?

A huge figure that had been still in the fog began to move.

Crack. Crack. The strange sound, as if bones were being put together from scratch, reminded me of Hayes’ first pattern.

The first pattern, arm swing.

“‘!*()@& *(#&(*!!!”

Abnormally long and thick arms that swing with a roar.

“Lewis.”

The blue sword light blocks his arms his his his. Surprisingly, even when the arm his was touched by the blade wrapped in aura, the skin was only slightly cut.

“Except when he attacks, his body turns into fog and he cannot be harmed by physical means. “Remember that we have to adjust our magic to the timing when that thing attacks us.”

“Four!”

“Yes…”

“Prepare for level 3 fire magic.”

Perhaps that annoyed my attack was blocked, I screamed loudly and chased after the figure that had disappeared into the fog. Fortunately, this is an underground cavity in a foggy graveyard.

Since the space itself was not very wide, the range in which it could move was not that wide.

“@!#*)(#!()!!”

“Production.”

The giant arm stops when it is blocked by a wall rising from the ground. I glanced at the half-collapsed wall and used the skill again.

“Produce. Produce. Produce. Production.”

Small walls and big walls. And the hole. Twist the terrain once and wait. This alone will completely block Hazen’s first pattern.

While waiting for Hayes, who had run out of patience, to use the second pattern, I gave an order to Viola.

“Viola. Get ready to throw the agent.”

“Huh? Okay.”

While we were talking for just a moment, the community returned to silence.

But this silence was only a precursor to the second pattern.

It’s Hayes’s turn to begin his angry charge in the fog where he can’t see an inch ahead.

As expected, a roar was heard from in front along with the feeling of the ground shaking. The pressure started to get closer, as if a truck was rushing from the front.

A figure rapidly approaching in the fog. I shouted before the figure crushed us.

“Attack!”

As soon as I finished speaking, a warm feeling ran across my back. Two fireballs and an agent.

“!@()*#)!&!!”

A cry of pain and a staggering figure. Like the fog, that guy is weak to fire like an undead. This one move won’t kill you, but it will cause quite a bit of damage. In terms of games, it would have been around 30%.

It’s quite a small amount for us, who are typical diljjiknu pots.

It was something that could not be helped.

Because he’s the type of guy who overuses his invincibility skills when his opponent makes a mistake.

“Use the next spell immediately.”

Now, we need to deal with it quickly before the guy whose body is on fire and whose form is clearly revealed comes to his senses. At least a little more damage…

Chet.

“He’s more patient than I thought.”

I have to hold my breath while my whole body is burning. It’s ridiculous that someone who’s already dead has such a strong desire to survive.

If possible, I didn’t want to see the third pattern.

I gestured with my hand to tell Luis to look behind me, and then immediately ordered Elisa and Shuri to look to both sides.

“Mister, what about me?”

“Get ready to throw the reagent.”

…Third pattern.

Self-immolation.

The reason why the Fog Cemetery is chosen as one of the most difficult dungeons of ‘Survival Academy’.

The fog cleared noticeably and three figures appeared in front and on both sides.

“Wow, three monsters?”

“Be careful. It seems like each one is not pushed away from the main body.”

Hold the shovel again.

In the game, I couldn’t use fog when I used the self-immolation technique to show minimal mercy, but here it is in reality. It wouldn’t be strange if all three clones used fog shoes.

“Louis. Grab the guy up front. I’ll deal with the guys on both sides first. But don’t stray too far.”

“Can I knock it down?”

Hearing a voice full of fighting spirit, I tapped Lewis on the shoulder and looked away.

That guy has the best fighting ability except me and Lenny, so you can trust him.

“Elisa, Shuri. When I give the signal, use magic.”

“Four.”

“Viola, give me just one flammable agent.”

“Okay.”

I opened the cap of the reagent that Viola handed me and drank the reagent in one go.

[…Sometimes I think the contractor is crazy.]

“Why are you drinking that?! That’s not a potion!”

“Okay. I feel a little nauseous, but it’s not so much that I can’t bear it. Focus all your firepower on the guy on the right. “I will block the guy on the left.”

Wow, I feel nauseous.

However, this method was the most convenient to replenish firepower.

“I will come back.”

The distance is approximately thirty steps.

A subtle distance that is neither very far nor very close.

Hayes puts an end to it before she does anything

That was my goal.

Kick the ground and bow down. Just in the nick of time, an arm like a log passed over my head.

My hair is full of pain.

If I had been a little late, my head would have been blown off.

But I didn’t die, so now it was my turn.

“Call of the Abyss.”

“‘!*@&(#$!”

The goal is Thursday.

Tentacles wrap around the neck and pull. But since I can’t pull the big monster, on the contrary, my body is pulled. I suck in as much breath as I can before the monster rips my tentacles off.

Wet-

Ha–

This is what it feels like to shoot your breath.

My throat feels a little sore.

I learned that my throat stings when I blow out my breath. After all, you have to try anything.

After spitting out fire until no more fire came out of my mouth, I kicked Hayes’ body and retreated. Hayes was twisting his body her indiscriminately while screaming horribly.

“!(@)*!()#&!!”

Hwadun, or rather, seeing Hayes getting hit directly by the breath and being roasted in real time is not a very good sight to see, but we still have to make sure that he is dying.

It is a flame imbued with the power of the Phoenix, so it will not be easy to put out.

As expected, Hayes failed to control her mist and she continued to burn.

“!*@&!*(#&(!!”

It’s so noisy.

“Production.”

Wall. Wall. Wall. Wall.

Four walls summoned at once block Hayes’ moves her her her her. Even if he were a sane guy, it would be impossible for Hayes to destroy the wall while he was enjoying a campfire.

“Production.”

Ceiling was also added.

Burn until you die.

In case it wasn’t enough, I drilled a hole in the wall and fired my breath once more, then immediately turned my head and looked at Hayes, who the kids were dealing with.

It’s faint, but I can see it being pushed away with a burst of drinking, so it looks like they’re dealing with it properly.

Still, I have to go apply.

If you lose your strength here, it will be difficult to deal with the last phase.

I headed towards the children without even paying attention to the back where I couldn’t even hear the burning sound.