Danma: Danganronpa, but Monster Hunter!

Who says you can't hit someone's face without a grappling hook?

Using a Wirebug to cosplay as a Facehugger, Flame extended his right hand and forcefully grabbed Goliath's rope-like black hair. In his left hand, a single-edged broadsword wrapped in golden light mercilessly pierced Goliath's eye.

One in, one out; then in, then out again; seven in, seven out!

Disrupt Goliath's eyes and all the surrounding tissues!

"Roar! Ro ...

Goliath writhed in pain, its massive paws flailing as it tried to drive away the enormous insect clinging to its face, unaware that the flames had already left its body after blinding it.

It even reached the ground before it fell.

We're ready!!

"Energy fully restored, all five bottles full, Wirebug recovered."

As Flame spoke softly, he assembled his sword and shield into a shield axe. Then, as if in a crossfire, the shield axe struck the ground heavily the instant Goliath's body slammed down, while his Wirebug rose vertically upwards.

Flames rose into the air, like a catapult, fiercely slamming the roaring, spinning shield-axe into the fallen skull before it.

"Eat my empty combo!!"

Updated, PY a book

Host, welcome to the wasteland.

There are beta hives, gastrea, zombies, and kabane here, and what else?

Oh, there are the Legion's runaway omnics and the Arachnid swarm.

This is a desolate land where war and death are the only themes.

Are there cool mechs and cute girls?

Yes, but they were all eaten by the betas. A cute little girl was devoured by Gastrea, and a beautiful couple perished in the Legion's mechanical onslaught.

Ugh! No way! Such a beautiful combination shouldn't be defeated by something as ugly as beta.

Gastrea deserve to die! How could Sin possibly be defeated by the Legion!

So we need a host to save this place... Great Savior, turn this wasteland back into an oasis, and let those who should have died continue to live in this world.

Since you've said that, then in the name of saving the world... I have no choice but to do it!

(This is probably a story about a gentle young man leading a group of girls to save a wasteland... something like that. Anyway, I'm bad at writing summaries, so come and take a look!)

Chapter 80: The Crusade Against Goliath!

"Commander!!!"

In the Twilight Pavilion, a piercing sound, almost like a scream, suddenly rang out. Immediately afterward, the door to Finn's office was kicked open, and the rabbit-man, panting heavily as he rushed back to his clan's residence from the guild, let out an unexpected "Ouch!" before collapsing to the ground.

"What's wrong, Lakta?" Finn, who was working, looked up and called out the name of the orcish member. "What happened? Why are you in such a panic?"

Lakta is a Level 3 in the Second Army. She previously served as a supporter of the Flames and obtained Flame Potions, but she is currently unaware of the existence of the Monster Hunter World.

“An earthquake has occurred in the underground city.” Lakta swallowed, her face turning slightly pale. “The impact is widespread. According to the guild, the eastern corners of the fifteenth and sixteenth floors collapsed simultaneously, creating numerous vertical tunnels that run directly from the fifteenth floor to the seventeenth floor.”

Fifteenth floor... Fifteenth floor...

Blazing flames.

Finn felt a slight itch in his thumb, and then a sudden thought flashed through his mind.

The fifteenth floor? Isn't that the floor that Blaze explores when playing solo?

Just as Finn had a flash of inspiration, Lakta spoke rapidly, as if confirming his idea.

"The east side of the fifteenth floor is where Blaze often goes. When I was his adventurer, he usually stayed in that area..."

"You suspect he fell into the pit and landed on a deeper floor, right? It's okay, Flame has a skill that ignores fall damage..."

Before Finn could finish speaking, Lakta interrupted him with a livid expression, then gritted her teeth and said with some difficulty:

“I know that Flame has such skills, but… Goliath has been resurrected, and the guild’s scouts say that the road to the Lone King’s Cave has been completely blocked by shattered rocks.”

The hesitant voices of the group members caused Finn's expression to change, and his eyes instantly sharpened.

If it's just a simple pitfall trap, it shouldn't have much of an effect on Blaze. However, if a resurrected floor boss is placed at the end of the pitfall trap, then it can be considered the most vicious trap in the dungeon.

However, Finn was a worldly man. His previous observations gave him some understanding of the battles that Blaze had experienced. He believed that even if the opponent was the floor master, Blaze would never die at his hands, and the slight itch in his thumb proved this point.

Like the hero of Celtic mythology who shared his name and commanded the Knights of Fiona, Finn also possessed an extraordinary thumb.

This thumb gave him a premonition of danger, an intuition that could extend to many areas and had played a significant role in his past adventures.

Finn twirled his thumb, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Even if we take a step back and assume the worst, flames and portal magic can be used to save lives, and Monster Hunter also has the Woo branch, including Raul, whose personnel have enough firepower to defeat Goliath.

There is absolutely no need to worry about safety regarding the flames.

To be honest, Finn felt he should be more worried about Flame's solo defeat of Goliath than about Flame's individual feat... The fact that Flame could single-handedly take down a horde of Minotaurs had already attracted a lot of attention, but if he added the feat of defeating Goliath alone to that list...

Just thinking about it, Finn felt that Loki's blood pressure would rise to an unimaginable level by then.

The Loki Familia will definitely be investigated by the guild. When that happens, it will mean that his previous plan to develop quietly has completely failed.

Therefore, reducing the light emitted by the flames is imperative.

The affairs of the Monster Hunter world must absolutely not be revealed at this time.

The simplest way is to make a louder sound, or rather, a brighter light to cover up the presence of the flames, and coincidentally, they have two sufficiently bright light sources on their side.

That's right, Finn was referring to himself and Riveria—today is the Monster Festival, and Grace went out to drink with the Lady of Abundance and wasn't at the camp. Most of the others had also gone out. The only high-level combatants still at the camp, besides him, the miserable captain who was busy with official business all day, were an elf who didn't like the lively atmosphere of the festival and was quietly reading at home.

Fortunately, the Blazing Flame isn't the kind of creature that necessarily needs to be dazzlingly bright; otherwise, this act of sharing the credit would probably have severely damaged its popularity...

Finn gave a wry smile to himself, then immediately stood up and quickly gave the order.

“I understand, Lakta. Go and inform Rivera to prepare. Also, inform the others who are still at the base to form a search team and search the east side of the fifteenth and sixteenth floors.”

"Understood! But is that all? Don't we need to notify the people at the monster festival?" The rabbit-man replied with lightning speed.

"There shouldn't be any problems. As for the monster festival, there's no need to notify them; we have enough manpower."

—After all, our real purpose is to conceal the light. Gathering all members in a grand manner would only highlight the brilliance of the flames and arouse curiosity.

Finn thought to himself.

"Okay!" Lakta nodded emphatically, then started running.

Then, the Loki Familia immediately began to operate.

One by one, the well-equipped members of the clan ran through the towering towers, spontaneously forming teams without any additional command, and heading towards the dungeon.

When Finn returned to his room, grabbed his brand-new Domination Spear, and went outside, Rivera, dressed in her battle armor and carrying her staff, was already waiting for him at the door.

"Finn, about the Flames..."

Upon seeing the dwarf warrior emerge, Riveria immediately went to greet him.

"If nothing unexpected happens, it's definitely the dungeon's doing. I just didn't expect that Blaze would be directly tricked into the floor master's hands. But this also proves Blaze's importance. Our actions were not wrong. On the contrary, they made the dungeon feel the crisis. Blaze itself is a heroic weapon that can bear the weight of an entire era. This is now beyond doubt," Finn said softly.

“Hero, it’s quite unexpected to hear that word from the mouth of a warrior of your race.” Riveria blinked in surprise.

Hero, that's what Finn is striving to become. This short dwarf has ambitions that no one can match. He's not content with his title of hero and vows to become the hero who will lead the dwarfs to greatness again. If you want to hear the word "hero" from him, you have to hear it from the bottom of his heart.

“I’m not someone who can’t see the facts, and the facts are just as they are, nothing more.” Finn suddenly chuckled, as if struck by a thought, but then his smile vanished, and he tapped his shoulder with his spear.

"Let's go and bring our hero home!"

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The roaring, spinning shield wheel slashed into the wound inflicted by the broadsword, pouring all its formidable power into Goliath's head. In an instant, Goliath's eyes, ears, nose, and all his vulnerable spots were pierced by the brutal lightning spear.

Golden lightning bushes grew out of the giant head, and then exploded with a bang!

"Roar! Ro ...

A bloodcurdling roar erupted from Goliath's mouth, spewing forth a massive cloud of blood mist, which was instantly incinerated. As the lightning tree dissipated, scorching steam billowed from the hollow of Goliath's head.

Any creature subjected to such an attack should be unable to move—that's how it should be.

Flame felt a sense of relief. At the same time, he pressed his fingers on the shield axe's mechanism, preparing to sheathe it.

But in the next instant, Goliath, who had been as still as a corpse since the lightning tree struck his head, suddenly moved!

Seizing the brief moment of recovery as the shield and axe were retracted, Goliath, with his two empty eyes wide open, seemed to be able to see it all. He suddenly turned his face towards the flames, and then, a giant hand flew towards him!

"His head is almost smashed to pieces and he's still not dead?! And this isn't even a fatal wound?!"

Flame was shocked to see the giant hand flying towards him. He was then sent flying like a piece of paper, crashing into the dungeon wall like a baseball being hit.

Intense pain surged from between his chest and abdomen, burning like fire. It felt as if half of his body was encased in flames embedded in a wall, which opened their mouths and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Even my limbs felt numb.

If it weren't for the exceptionally high quality of the equipment worn by the Rock Dragon and Barroth, I would have been severely injured if I had taken that hit head-on.

Flame twisted its arms to break free from the wall, then tilted its head back and drank the last dose of the ancient secret medicine.

He wasn't completely unscathed from the previous battle.

During the hours-long battle, because the terrain was constantly changing, Goliath seized several openings in Flame's defenses, and almost every time he would crash into the ground or wall like a cannonball.

However, after undergoing Ais's grueling training, and after being slammed into walls and the ground countless times by Ais, Lieyan had gained some experience in dealing with such attacks.

However, those who were hit before were at least somewhat prepared. Blazing Flame could at least raise its shield to defend itself, or use its accumulated experience to perform recovery moves and Wirebug recovery moves to reduce or avoid damage.

This time, however, Goliath truly capitalized on the after-effects of Flame's weapon transformation, launching a surprise attack that left Flame with no chance to react.

Fortunately, my equipment was powerful enough, otherwise, if the scene of "Lord Goliath, I'm sorry I didn't let you use your full strength" had happened... damn it, I might as well have just died. Who are you trying to disgust by doing this before you die?

Flame spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, expressing his disgust for a clown character who had turned into a 2.5-inch figure. He then drew a hunting knife from his waist and slowly walked towards Goliath, who was panting and struggling to support his upper body with his arms, but was unable to do so.

It was clear that Goliath was at his last gasp, like a candle flickering in the wind.

That last attack was most likely its final struggle.

But at this moment, Lieyan dared not be careless in the slightest.

What just happened taught him a valuable lesson.