"Whew!"

The breath in his mouth slowly exhaled, and Michael's eyes gradually sharpened.

At this time, the passage that he had cleared out before had been blocked by the monsters again, completely surrounding him.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

"Squeak!"

The cries of various monsters kept ringing out, and they were getting closer and closer.

The monsters are rapidly coming towards Micah.

"Let's start fighting!"

Holding a weapon in each hand, Micah took the initiative to rush into the group of monsters in front of him without waiting for the monsters to attack.

He knew very well that the monsters must not be allowed to completely surround him.

Running quickly on the grass, the flames behind Micah pushed his body into the group of monsters in an instant.

With his shield in front of him, Micah knocked the monster that collided with him head-on into the air.

Then with a swing of the great sword attached to the flames, Micah directly slashed several monsters near him with a 'water slash', clearing a place for himself to fight.

"Clear your footing."

Micah must have retracted the flames wrapped around his sword.

Although the greatsword attached to the flame will be greatly increased in terms of destructive power, with his LV.2 magic power, it will not be able to last too long.

This, combined with the weapon's endurance, allows Micah's magic to be used only where it matters most.

For example, what he is doing now is to clear the space in the monster group where he can exert his full strength.

Today, Micah is fighting against a hundred.

And the 'hundreds' here are not all miscellaneous fish monsters, after all, this is the twelfth layer, but the deepest part of the upper layer, and the monsters here are absolutely terrifying in terms of physical ability.

But capabilities and combat power are never equal.

And the difference between that is skill, experience, and even consciousness.

These are the things that determine the difference between two people with the same physical ability.

And these are also where Micah surpasses these monsters.

But that's all, after all, this is a one-to-one enemy, and the numerical advantage can completely erase the technical gap, and with the opponent's physical ability, any attack is not easy to withstand.

Therefore, Micah wants to turn this one-on-one into a hundred one-on-one.

Overcome them with skill and stamina.

Therefore, he needs space where he can play his strength perfectly.

If you don't have this space, you will be crowded into a dense crowd of monsters, and it will be difficult to play half of it even if you are skilled.

After all, the foundation of martial arts is footwork.

"Bell!"

The heavy wooden stick slammed into the shield in Michael's left hand, and the heavy sound echoed through the monsters.

"Tsk, I've never hated an arsenal so much as I do now!"

From the tenth layer onwards, the rocky floor in the chamber becomes the grassland floor, and there are even trees growing in this grassland.

And these trees are not ordinary plants, they are a natural arsenal of weapons in the labyrinth.

The orcs who live here can pull these trees out with a little effort.

These trees then transform into sticks, which become the most handy weapons in the hands of orcs, greatly increasing their attack strength.

If this is knocked by the orcs, even Micah can't bear it.

With a hard swing of his left hand, Micah shifted the orc's attack to one side, leaving it defenseless in front.

With a quick swing of the great sword in his right hand, he severed the thigh of the orc in front of him.

When the orc, who had lost one of his legs, fell towards Micah, Micah jumped backwards and dodged, and then slashed the orc's neck with a sword.

"What a nuisance!"

Although Micah quickly dealt with the orc, it was still too slow for Micah.

In this kind of besieged situation, the efficiency of killing monsters is very important.

However, the size of the orc means that it is difficult to kill in one hit, because it is too tall.

A normal orc is three meters tall, and normal attacks on his vital parts can't be attacked at all.

And this is one of the reasons why large species of monsters are difficult to deal with.

"The most important thing now is to minimize the number of monsters, otherwise I will have less and less space to go."

"At the same time, I can't stay where I am and keep fighting, I need to move."

"Since the orcs are not easy to deal with, let's kill the little devil first!"

Among these hundreds of monsters, most of them are small devils.

If these little demons can be eliminated first, then Micah will no longer have to worry about being completely surrounded.

As long as they are not completely surrounded, Micah has the confidence to wipe them all out.

With a glance, Micah saw a group of little demons gathered together.

He immediately turned around and rushed towards where the little demons were.

"Water Breath, Type Nine, Water Droplets!"

The type of water used by Micah is one of the ten types of footwork.

It minimizes the landing time and landing area of the user's movements, allowing them to move freely, making it ideal for fighting in places where there is no place to land.

And now, Micah is rushing into the crowd of monsters that have almost no landing.

Dodging the clubs thrown by the orcs, Micah ran up the sticks and reached the shoulders of the orcs, and Micah jumped to the group of small demons behind him.

"Breath of Water, Type Eight, Takiju!"

smashed into the group of small devils, and the nearby little devils should die under this blow.

But that's not the end of it.

With the advent of Micah, various forms of water were used by Micah.

The breath of water, the three-type shape, flows and dances.

This pose causes Micah's body to move at high speed like a stream of water.

It is precisely because of the amazing speed that the group of little devils is filled with the afterimage of Michael.

In addition, things like the 'One Type, Water Surface Slash' and 'Three Type, Hitting the Tide' are constantly being used, constantly slashing the little demons around them.

But it didn't last long.

Unlike other monsters, the little devils have some weak consciousness.

Therefore, the little demons will cooperate with each other and fight together as a team.

The other monsters get together because of chance, and the little demons get together to fight together.

Therefore, there is a saying among adventurers that they would rather face a half-orc than face a group of small demons.

During the battle, with the coordinated attack of the little devil, there were also many wounds on Micah's body.

But that's not all.

With Michael's targeting of the little demons, these little demons seemed to realize Michael's thoughts, and they scattered one after another to stop gathering.

They surround the orcs and fight with them.

"Looks like we still need to fight a tough battle!"

He took out the high-grade recovery potion from the pouch he carried on his waist, held it in his mouth, drank the potion and threw it away.

Feeling the surging heat in his body, Micah, who had been fighting, did not react in the slightest.

"Bell!"

He held his sword in front of him to block the incoming armored rat, but even then Micah couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Slashed at the armored rat with the long sword in his left hand, and the strength of the rebound made Micah slightly moved.

It's so hard!

Even a blow from all his strength did not kill it.

However, the armor on the armor rat's body was cut off by Micah.

Drawing his sword and stabbing the armored rat on the ground to death, Micah looked up at the monsters around him and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's not the same at all!"

At a glance, there are still so many monsters around.