「…Hya~…Ahn~」

Leaking out unbearable sweet and coquettish moans, Shiho’s hair was disheveled, and her ass was shaking.

As the goblin’s sperm was shot, the rotten cheese-like foul smell lusciously stimulated her already saturated sense of smell.

With pops, when the penis was pulled out, another one was inserted in without delay.

Her female genital, which had perpetually been penetrated and stirred by something similar to human genitalia but with more rugged and distorted shape, continued to show reaction as a female.

Having the boys in the party easily tortured to death, with the thought of 『with this I won’t be killed』, the end of her mind, which had broken down due to the unexpected rape, had now arrived.

She could tell that the center of her ass, which had changed owners incessantly, had turned into a gaping wide hole.

As if to cleanse its depth with goblin sperm, the hole had been injected with cum endlessly.

If the unmemorable dungeon training was nothing more than sex time with monsters, then it might still be better than the worst, having their neck strangled, such a thought became the last of Shiho and Sena’s fading consciousness.

Both of their bodies, receiving goblin sperm during their flaccid and to no avail final vaginal spasm, turned into fireflies and vanished as if melting into the dungeon.

Losing the surface memories, the scars of having their minds broken inconspicuously remained on Sena and Shiho’s essences (souls and spirits) that were restored by Rashōmon.

The goblins, which had vented out their beastly urge, were not particularly concerned by the disappearance of their prey, and merely slacked off in any manner they pleased.

After a while, the goblins would regain their instincts and begin to circumnavigate the dungeon in accordance to their pattern.

Intercepting intruders, collecting items from the dungeon, as a stage set.

However, strangely enough, they showed no interest whatsoever in the crystals that remained in the place where Sena and Shiho had vanished.

Their instinct as monsters told them that those were offering to the dungeons, and were something they mustn’t touch.

The faintly glowing crystals eventually disintegrated slowly as if sinking into the floor and were swallowed by the dungeon.

◇ ◇ ◇

One of the slacking off goblins stood up, brushing the loincloth on its waist.

The loincloth it wore and the club or blunt weapon in its hand were standard equipment for goblins.

As they were generated along with it when it was born from miasma, they could be said to be parts of its body.

That was why, the loincloth was still on even while it was in the middle of rape.

The weapon was apparently thrown away, though.

As it headed toward the passage connecting one chamber to another to pick up its blunt hatchet, it tilted its head.

*Crack*, such was the sound of the goblin’s right cheek caving in and its skull cracking.

As the goblin slumped down as if falling on its rear and turned into a firefly there, none of its companions was the wiser.

The arm sticking out from the passage into the chamber seemed as though sprouting out of shadows.

Also, something fluttered even though there was no wind.

A piece of torn, worn out, and weathered to tatters black cloth.

A humanoid figure, whose neck and upper body were melting into shadow color like a scarf, peered into the crowded chamber that raised a pronounced smell of sex.

On the face that had turned into a Noh mask, its bright red, ember-like eyes caught the goblins.

Some of the goblins noticed it.

Slowly, the human shadow, whose pitch black arms were both languidly hanging down, stepped into the chamber.

「Gi.」

「Gugege?」

If there was anything worth mentioning, the presence it excessively exuded was too far apart from that of goblins.

This was why their reaction got dulled, and that was also why they stood up with their weapon at the ready as their natural reaction pattern.

The goblin leader, which gave out a non-tongue gi signal sound, took a frontal thrusting attack and got its hook-nose caved into its face.

The human shadow, which had just unleashed its right fist, flipped its black scarf like a raven wing and closed in on the other goblin leader.

The reason why the movements of the goblin seemed as though to be still was by no means because the movement of the shadow was fast, but simply because it had stiffened in fear.

The goblin leader, struck by its right fist on the left cheek, was blown away with its head twisted around, and scattered into fireflies before even falling to the floor.

With a squeak, the shadow cloth twined around the fist creaked and tightened.

The goblins, which had lost the leaders that gave out command, began waving about the various weapons in their hands while raising strange voices.

It was fear that didn’t even offer an option of fleeing.

Right straight punch was unleashed, shattering wooden-like shield and caving in the face.

Left straight punch was unleashed, twisting the head and blowing away the body that was still holding a club.

Right straight punch was unleashed, physically sending the body flying from the chin.

Left straight punch was unleashed, flattening the head that was groveling and begging for its life on the floor.

Right straight punch was unleashed, blooming an eerie flower on the wall with the body of the goblin that was trying to flee toward the passage.

Touma knew no punching technique but straight punch, but it sufficiently accomplished its due.

Having rank sublimation upon his subjugation of a『Natural enemy – Aggressor』, his physical ability had reached superhuman level, and the divine device which was its drop item was giving full support on the field correction of the Yomotsuhirasaka(Netherworld Entrance) area.

However, the unknown penalty of the divine device was gradually encroaching on Touma’s status.

「Ha, haa…」

Slowly heaving out cold and white breath, Touma’s figure melted into the depth of the passage at the edge of the chamber that had gotten quiet.

◇ ◇ ◇

I search for enemies.

As I open my senses, I can distinctively sense every shadow existing in this level.

The edge of the stretching and fluttering black rag is dissolving into a part of the shadow.

Enemy search, there’s no longer any mob, namely goblins, around me.

I can sense that a hard-to-count number of goblins are haunting the entirety of this terrifyingly vast floor, but maneuvering through it is by no means an easy task either.

I feel dizzy due to the sickening feeling of having my perceptions expanding endlessly.

This is beyond the amount of information I can process.

That’s why, it overflows the vessel of consciousness namely me and goes XXX on its own.

Slowly but steadily, I make my way through the dungeon.

An enemy.

Only there, there exists something alien in its lonesome.

「Oh my. Welcome.」

Amidst the dim darkness, on the passage that connects one chamber to another, there exists a stall that seems to be buried into the wall.

「It’s been a while since I’ve had a customer. Huh, looks like another particularly bizarre one has drifted in.」

「—Hello.」

I greet the long-eared woman sitting at the counter, wearing a kimono and blowing a khsier.

Politeness for politeness.

That’s a promise I have to keep.

「Hi, there. To think you’ve managed to preserve your ego even in such a state. What a surprise.」

「Is that the case?」

「Yes, it is. Fufu, you sure are like a soldier-san or a samurai-san.」

The pleasantly smiling proprietress then points at the black rag with the tip of her khsier.

「That netherworld garment, where did you find it? It’s a fragment of a god you know, so if a human wears it, they’ll get possessed.」

She pokes the edge of my right hand on the counter with the tip of the khsier.

With a swoosh, the slovenly stretching black rag shrinks back to its original size.

Being liberated from the feeling of omnipotence that has filled my whole body, I feel as if I were about to collapse from the drop in perception.

「Hmmm. Let me take a look for a bit…. Oh my, you’ve defeated Netherworld Demoness. And you’ve obtained the title of God Slayer. Oh, so you have the blood of a god running in your veins, huh. Is it Raijin-sama’s, I wonder?」

She is asking in a strangely languid and mysteriously soothing voice, but I don’t get what she means.

「But it’s not particularly unusual, you see. As there seem to be a lot of people with the blood of gods in this everlasting land, after all. Most of them are like you, though theirs are too thin to mean anything.」

「Is that so?」

「Yes, it is. Your divinity seems to have increased a little bit after defeating Netherworld Demoness, but well, I suppose there’s no harm.」

I don’t get it at all.

I wonder if this is one of the academy’s mysterious facilities.

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