A Cliché Multiverse Story Chapter 288
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Asahi returned to the previous floor. The Fomoire horde had surrounded Aimi. Their bloodshot eyes enveloped Aimi in a sea of bloodlust. Asahi's attack wiped out over five hundred monsters, yet the horde looked just as oppressive.
Aimi calmly looked toward Asahi with her signature soft smile. "Asahi-sama…"
She rushed in Asahi's direction, and Asahi did the same. The crimson rays of Gae Bolg tore down the mobs. The Fomoire died before touching him.
Meanwhile, Aimi nimbly dodged the giant hands coming from every direction, swiping her daggers whenever she could.
The overwhelming number put her on the edge. One second of miscalculation and she would be stomped to death.
Slash, stab, and dodge.
She repeated until she reunited with Asahi. He couldn't use Gae Bolg's explosion in this proximity, so he erected walls of fire around himself and Aimi. The Fomoire mindlessly charged into the scarlet fire and turned into ashes.
Asahi confirmed Aimi's safety before diving back into the battle. He didn't even need Gae Bolg's explosion. A spear in his hand, he mowed down the Fomoire's numbers. He hardly took notice of the bloodied bodies his spear left behind, and kept waving his spear in a frenzy.
In only a matter of five minutes, a mountain of carcasses had formed on the wide plains. The borderline silly army of the monsters was slaughtered. No spot in the five hundred meters was safe from bloodstains.
"Stinky goats."
Asahi cursed and checked his XP, which now sat at 33%.
'These monsters do be packing XP.'
He hoped Dungeon-chan threw this quantity of monsters on every floor.
Meanwhile, Aimi clenched her daggers with a serious frown. She needed a mob clear ability as most of Beleth's spells leaned toward augmenting physical strength and mobility.
'Why do you hesitate in wielding my full power?' Beleth's childish voice replied.
'I told you already. I don't want to share my blood with anyone other than Asahi-sama.'
Beleth's Level 6 Spell Blood Boost burned blood in exchange for more explosive strength. She refused to burn her blood like this.
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'This passion…' Beleth said excitedly. 'Then what about Grand Calamity? You can destroy an entire dungeon floor with calamity!'
The demonic cat wanted her to use the Level 10 Grand Calamity Spell, which essentially created a rain of demonic aura meteors.
'Stop being retarded… Asahi-sama doesn't want to destroy the dungeon.'
'Sorry…' Beleth apologized. 'Emperor Judgment?'
'It's too draining.'
Level 9 spell Emperor Judgment imbued her attacks with Beleth's demonic aura. It could extend beyond meters but it consumed far too much stamina. The precious stamina she could use to last longer with Asahi. She wanted to get stronger without sacrificing the things she cared for. Asahi's love took top priority when it came to her, and she wasn't going to let it go at any cost.
'Uh… I'm useless. I can't help much in defeating these vile monsters.'
'You've helped me plenty.'
Asahi rubbed her head. "What's the matter? You look worried."
"I'm sorry for not helping much…"
"You did well though considering you don't have a ridiculous defense like me."
"I wanted to help more… kill more for Asahi-sama."
Asahi's face twitched. His lover killed more monsters than anyone in his family. It seemed like her passion for monster hunting was second to none in Orario.
"You don't have a wide-scale spell. Fighting an army like this with daggers is too insufficient." Asahi scratched his head. "I'll try to make better armor for you. Maybe make use of guns until then. I can buy one from Klyscha."
He still had to repair Rini's gauntlets, create Maya's equipment, and upgrade other girls' armor.
'God's workshop alone won't do. Will have to work in Hephaestus's forge.'
He could make his own forge, but he preferred to spend time with the goddess and getting her advice on smithing. He still had to gain more information on the Underworld's current state. What happened to Lucifer and Lilith? What about his father-in-law? He had to check up on them sooner or later.
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"Asahi-sama," Aimi whispered, a tinge of excitement in her gentle voice. She reached out to his face partially covered in blood and wiped his cheeks. "Thank you…"
"Nothing to worry about. Oh, can you train the adventurers of our Familia? They are weak compared to our enemies."
They might die from the shockwaves if he fought with a level 7. With Aimi, they will even be able to clash with someone a level ahead of them.
Aimi nodded. "I can do that. The next floor is a safe zone."
"That's why I didn't meet monsters down there. Let's head back after setting up a teleportation mark on the 51st floor."
Asahi collected the magic stones with his telekinesis and arrived at the hole, which had shrunk considerably.
"Dungeon-chan heals fast."
He hopped down the hole. This entire floor was just a forest with gray trees. His eyes fell on the sole passage at the end of the floor. A monster stomped out of the passage and looked around for prey. A rhinoceros standing on two legs. Two horns, one long and one short, jutted out of the front of its face.
"A fucking rhino."
The monster reminded him of a certain antagonist in the spiderman show.
The monster released a mighty roar and charged at Asahi. Asahi smirked and constructed a wall with his telekinesis—a barrier made of pure mental strength. The rhino crashed into the invisible wall and bounced back.
'It's not strong enough to hurt.'
His eyes on his target, he took off in the monster's direction, and grabbed the rhino with his telekinesis. The rhino struggled to break free. The veins on its thick frame popped up. The floor underneath him cracked open. All it got for its futile struggle was a kick in its face covered in skin thicker than any monster Asahi had encountered until now. Well, except for the two-headed dragon. His seemingly normal kick jerked the rhino's neck at almost one-eighty degrees.
'Best punching bag ever.'
Being with a sadist had raised his sadism level. He somehow enjoyed their fruitless efforts against him.
(M-My love. Saeko is corrupting your pure soul!)
'I corrupted her into becoming an M.'
Asahi chuckled and stabbed Gae Bolg through the rhino's heart. He put the magic stone in his ring. Klyscha teleported him and sent him back to his room.
The lovely ladies in his room were busy chattering. Asahi cleaned up with Shizuka's help and sat on the bed.
"Grayfia, come with me. Let's meet your father."
Grayfia tilted her head, her eyes distracted. "Are you sure?"
She hadn't talked to her family ever since that duel. The more she waited, the more hope she lost to make up with her father.
"Let me deal with him."
"No! Please don't touch him. He is old even by the devil's standards…"
"The hell? I was going to tell them the reason for your disappearance," he said and grasped her hand. "You came here to help them. I don't want you to lose them over any misunderstandings."
"My Lord…" Grayfia whispered and threw her arms around him. "Thank you so much."
"I should be the one to thank you. For being the best maid."
"I just try my best for everyone."
"Okay. Let's do this first, then I'll spend some time in God's workshop." Asahi glanced at the girls who were giving him a weird look. "Don't go crazy when I'm not here."
Rika pursed her lips. "Bad Husband."
"...I'll discipline you at night."
"I'll be waiting~."
He took Grayfia and teleported to the Underworld.
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