Garami's PoV, a little before the end of the last chapter:

Watch out, for the bomb-squad demon (solo) is coming at you, you damn bomb-bot!! So stop trying to flatten me! I'm the one who's supposed to be attacking, not vice versa!

I quickly stepped aside for the rolling robot and turned around to face it. The bot stopped its roll to reposition itself, so I'm doing my attack before it can do so. The thread in my hand made a sharp sound as I whipped it towards the head. The ball-bot tried to catch the incoming thread as if it was a sword. Can he do it? Can this no-name robot manage the impossible?!

*Slip*

*Crash!*

Nope. No good. The thread's too thin to be caught by someone as uncoordinated as the ball-bot. And my thread had been transformed into a whip-shaped sword thanks to [Cutting Thread], so I doubt it would do him any good even if he succeeded. Plus I could just have thrown a [Web Bomb] at him even if he dodged. Glad he didn't. Web doesn't grow on trees. And no butt-jokes!

*Crack*

There are the explosives. As one could expect from a robot-making, mad scientist. Even the bombs are high-tech. They look like capsules with a timer attached. Thank god that the design is kinda similar to the ones from Earth.

And with that, the third bomb's taken care of! ......They're gonna explode before I reach all the bombs, won't they? I mean, there were more than 100 of those ball-bots that were armed with these bombs, so going after them one by one is sorta futile... I'm getting the shivers of having this thing out in the open, so let's seal the bomb in my [Spatial Storage].

As for the current problem, what shall I do? Just why did that stupid mustache-face have to order the demolishing of the Floor? Wait, wasn't there something else? Think Garami, think!

...That's it! He said; "Activate them when I give the order". Why did he order the bots to do it instead of doing the honor himself? With that get-up, I wouldn't be surprised if he had a serious case of vanity.

Considering the facts I have on hand, the answer must be that the Black Baron can't detonate them due to some security issues. Meaning that either the place the Baron was heading for was too dangerous to take the detonation switch with him, or the two sidekick bots have the power to safely guard the button... nah. That last one's impossible. It's better to expect that they have some sort of bodyguard with them. Maybe that printer-looking bot can double as a bodyguard?

Bodyguard or not, I need to take that switch from them, or else I can kiss this floor goodbye. And my nest with it!!

But I can't beat them in a straight fight, so..., webs. That damn river's too noisy..., the river!? I got a nasty idea~.

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"Rock-paper-scissors, shoot! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!" - Scarecrow and Breaker

Someone's having a lot of free time even when others (meaning me) are exhausted because they (I) had to run back here like a mad demon!

"Shoot! Shoot-!? Aw, nooooo!!" - Scarecrow

"I win. Therefore, I shall activate the detonation switch." - Breaker

The detonation-, that remote control there? Webs, where's a lasso when you need one? ...oh, right. I can make one.

"But, buttons..." - Scarecrow

"Now, now. Remember who won the game-" - Breaker

"I don't care. Button!" - Scarecrow

"Give me that back!" - Breaker

"Button!" - Scarecrow

"Back!" - Breaker

"Button!!" - Scarecrow

... Now they've started to fight over the remote control... I better steal it at once before they accidentally push the button.

I swung the thread over my head to gain more momentum, aimed at the controller, and when I saw the perfect opening, I threw the thread towards it. One detonator switch, coming-!

"Buttooooonn!!! *Splatt* Yiew! I've got slime on my beautiful face!" - Scarecrow

Damn that idiot! He got in the way for the remote!

"What was... Monster! Printerbot, get it!" - Breaker

And now they've noticed me... "Printerbot"?

I shouldn't have asked. The printing press that had produced the ball-bots before deformed itself, revealing its identity as another robot! Hey, you better be ready for the lawsuit regarding any copyright laws, you hear me! Only trucks and cars are allowed to transform like that!

...geh!? It's strong! Why're you running over 300 in STR and VIT!? Is that supposed to be the power of journalism? At least its SPD is damn low in comparison. Even I'm faster than it.

*Vrrrr...*

And what's with the lame "old machine"-ish sound? Is it an old model or something? ...why are you aiming your fist at me like that? There's like, a 20 meters length difference between the two of us. Must be old. And senile-

*Ka-chang* *Crash!*

I take it back!! But not the old part! Rather, it's a classic! Because that freaking old-timer bot released a freaking rocket punch right now!

...okay, so I saw it had it in its skill list. Like, it was written [Rocket Punch Lv.5] there. But I can at least act surprised, right?

The Printerbot retrieved its right arm through the cable that connected it to the rest body while making a stance for another rocket punch with the left. Screw SPD, that attack doesn't care about the stat at all! Time to get drastic.

The moment Printerbot shot out its left arm, I made a jump to dodge it and landed... on top of Printerbot's still withdrawing arm. I hitchhiked up to the big guy.

*Vrrrr!?*

It managed to make a "surprised" sound, but I haven't gotten the time to think about that. I jumped up to the bot's shoulder and leaped off the moment I reached it before swinging my web-made whip towards the wheel-shaped bot that was called Breaker on the ground. Banzai!!

"Eek!" - Breaker

The wheel-bot dodged my slash, but he lost the remote while doing so. I tried to catch it, but the old timer-bot turned its torso 180 degrees around while keeping its left arm stretched out. I would have been swatted like a fly if I hadn't ducked at the right timing.

The remote was sent flying due to the force of the arm so I threw a new thread while keeping an eye on the old-timer and the wheel. The stickman still had its face plastered with my webs, so no worries there.

"Oh no, you don't." - Breaker

Whoa, careful, you Sunday driver! The wheel-bot transformed into his wheel form and almost ran me over. These machines are heartless. I tried to move to where the remote should land, but the old-timer threw another rocket punch at me so my priorities switched to dodging that. I mean, there's 300+ in STR in that punch!

While I was busy with the punch, the wheel-bots used the rocks on the Dungeon floor to jump up in the air. I want to throw a thread his way, but the old-timer is in the way. AGAIN! Time for my secret weapon. Open the flood gates!

I activated [Spatial Storage] and released all the river water I had stored in it towards the old-timer. The pressure of the current was kept from when I stored it, so the force pushed the old-timer back.

Mwa-hahaha! That's right! Almost all of my Storage is filled with river water now! Since neither my stats nor my skills aren't up to snuff against these stronger opponents, I'm falling back to the good old "let the environment kill them!!"-strategy! Get flushed away, you bucket of bolts!

I opened another Storage, this time towards the ground where the wheel-bot was running. Blasting him would be the same as blasting the remote, which I need, so I'm instead betting that he's gonna slip on the wet floor and not crush the prize.

"Whoa-whooooaaaaaa!!" - Breaker

Success! Now to take the remo-

"Got it!" - Scarecrow

Wha-!? Where did he come from!?

"Great work, Scarecrow! Pass it over here!" - Breaker

Oh, no you don't!

Feeling the pressure, I fired webbing at the controller and knocked it out of the stickman's hands! Yes!

*Beep*

Uh-oh. What was that sound?

*Crash*

Webs! The controller got smashed when it hit the ground! ...and when I take that sound from before into account...

*Beep*

*Beep, beep*

*Beepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeep*

... Is that the bombs? Please don't tell me those "beeps" are the bombs!

"What? Weren't we playing rugby right now?" - Scarecrow

"Why in the world would you think that we were playing rugby!?" - Breaker

"'Cause you all looked like you were having fun with throwing the remote around like that." - Scarecrow

"No, we weren't, you idiot!" - Breaker

The first one to snap out of the daze was the wheel-bot. Maybe he's more experienced with this idiot-and what the heck am I doing!? This ain't what I should be focusing on! The explosives have been activated!

The bombs must be set with a timer since we're not blown sky-high already. Then I need to give these guys a slip and-!

*Dunk!* *Vrrrrr*

Before I noticed, the old-timer had transformed back into a printing press, with the addition of four wheels... a printing mobile!? The wheel and the galactic-level idiot, as if they were waiting for this, jumped on top of the old-timer...HEY! They DID wait for this! Cowards!!

"So long, sucker!" - Scarecrow

"Don't you say anything else, or I-!" - Breaker

The figure of the bickering bots disappeared into the horizon. Man, that press is fast. And I have to run too! The second floor's...too far away! On the other side of the floor! Webs! Th-th-then...WEBS! There's only that place left! When I get my claws on that cosmos-level idiot-bot-!!!

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The Black Baron's PoV:

.........that was quite the boom. As expected of my Spherebots. They managed to cave in a Dungeon. Then again, it's that freaking snake in the lake's piece of work. It'd be a miracle if that place was up to snuff.

In. Any. Case. I wanted to be quite the mile away from here before the explosion if it wasn't for two rust-for-brains!

"It was him!" - Breaker & Scarecrow

"Shut up!" - Black Baron

The two useless pieces of metal turned on their silent modes and the world turned peaceful for a change.

"UPDATE OF THE SITUATION. REPTILIAN TARGETS AND ARMOR TARGETS HAVE LEFT THE AREA IN A WILD STAMPEDE. CURRENT STATUS: BORED." - Assault

Peace never lasts for long. *Sigh*...

Should I try to recycle them all? It was only luck that saved us from the explosions..., and my hover carrier. You would require to be as fast as those raptors to escape from the Dungeon unharmed. Especially now that the entrance is blocked by a mountain's worth of rubble.

"...hey, how did the Avalar knights escape?" - Black Baron

My curiosity flared when I remembered those witless tin cans. They couldn't have had the ability to escape fast enough on their own.

"ARMORED TARGETS GOT A RIDE ON THE REPTILIAN TARGETS. THEY WERE A TWO-FOR-ONE TARGET SALE." - Assault

"I don't care about your murdering tendencies." - Black Baron

But I see. The knights did look like they had joined forces with the dinosaur monsters down in the Dungeon. Meaning..., they are not from Avalar. Outcasts, or maybe they fled that dictator country?

As for now, change of plans. We couldn't place the bombs up to the 8th floor as originally planned, so we should return to the War Carriers and prepare for "that day".

...in any case, that's some mess back there. Nobody could survive that kind of collapse. If you were a rank C creature focused on defense, then maybe, but you wouldn't be able to move at all, so instant death would be a better fate. And even if something did survive, well..., on "that day", it won't matter at all.