How did I turn my victim into a phoenix-like hero?

Sirocco, however, claimed that this was his exclusive weapon.

Cass covered his mouth, looking troubled.

Without warning, the "Demon Blade" opened its eyes in a physical sense, revealing golden irises and vertical pupils.

"—?!"

"Demon Blade" didn't look at Cass, but immediately spotted the location of the green banana, his eyes looking very happy.

Then, with a whoosh, it extended tentacles formed from its intertwined intestines, rolled up the green banana, and retracted it into the sword. Then, with a satisfied burp (it's unclear which organ it used), it let out a sound of contentment.

Hertanid loved bananas, and His willingness to accept the offering meant He agreed.

He agreed that Cass should become the sword's user.

The whole process was too casual, making Cass feel like it wasn't real.

Speaking of which, the Banana religion, Banana, banana = banana?

It can't be that simple or casual...

Recalling what he had read in the document, Cass was filled with reluctance, but he reached out his right hand and grasped the hilt of the longsword—the flesh-and-blood weapon "Demon Blade."

Surprisingly, the hilt feels like leather, and after swinging it a few times, I found the sound of it cutting through the air to be quite pleasant.

Because the weapons are movable and cannot be stored in the ring, Cass could only put them in a sword pouch and hang it on his back.

At that very moment, the white-robed cultists rose to their feet and rushed toward Cass with such force that it felt like an earthquake of magnitude 3.

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10 meters, 9 meters, 2 meters.

Stepping onto the last step, shaking off the horde of monsters behind him, Cass left the underground space.

Thinking that Sirocco should be awake by now, and that I could go home tonight, I was met with—

Sirocco was surrounded by the red phantoms' arms, which were wielded like sharp blades, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Cass looked completely bewildered—what was going on?

Upon seeing Cass, Sirocco felt as if he had seen a savior.

"Dungeon Hall!"

Kass understood this, and in fact, before Sirocco even uttered the words, Kass had already swiftly dealt with the seven ghosts on the side, slowing down the red ghosts' advance to some extent:

"Sirocco!"

Kass let out a loud shout to draw the ghosts' attention to himself, then crushed the teleportation crystal, and with a thud, his figure disappeared in a white light.

Unfortunately, Sirocco couldn't stylishly eliminate the 31 ghosts present; all he could do was stall for time and run away.

Judging from the sword pouch on Cass's back, the Demon Blade is already in his hands.

These spirits of the Banana Church, now deprived of divine protection, will be transformed into monsters on the second level. The church will no longer be a neutral and safe place, but will become a veritable monster lair.

Kass used the teleportation crystal to escape, which means Sirocco no longer needs to play the ghost-catching game with the red ghosts.

Even though I was the one who got caught...

The last time I felt this way was when I was being chased by goblins.

The moment Bykas attracted the ghosts, Sirocco, located in the center of a large group of ghosts, finally seized the opportunity to reach for his waist—

Countless faceless red phantoms, their sharp blades converging, surged towards Sirocco like a tidal wave, poised to slice him into minced meat suitable for making dumplings.

"Ah."

Sirocco grinned wickedly.

On the sharp blade

The moment he touched her fair skin, he crushed the teleportation crystal he had been hiding at his waist and vanished in a flash.

The ghosts missed their target and, unable to stop their momentum, collided with each other with a heavy thud.

60. I'll give you this sword, but I don't need it.

*Pfft, pfft—*

After two flashes of white light, Sirocco and Kas landed with a thud on the white marble tiles of the Explorer's Hall.

It was late at night, and there were still a few explorers around, who were not surprised by the sudden appearance of Cass and Sirocco.

"it hurts...."

Sirocco touched his own buttocks.

When he teleported over, he landed mid-air, his backside making a hard collision with the tiles.

He looked towards the upper left corner, where there was an air cushion with a sign that read, "Teleport to designated location. Think carefully about the location before teleporting."

The accuracy of this teleportation is related to one's concentration, and one cannot have any distracting thoughts while teleporting, otherwise, one might want to teleport to location A, but then think of location B and end up teleporting to location C.

"Huff... huff..."

Hearing the heavy breathing, Sirocco noticed that Cass was supporting his knees, covered in sweat.

Oh yeah, this guy was being chased by a bunch of monsters at the time.

I'm pretty much the same...

Sirocco glanced around the Explorers' Hall and decided to continue resting on the ground.

"Yes, we survived..."

They returned safely and without any injuries.

Sirocco breathed a sigh of relief. Having escaped from the brink of death and returned to a safe environment, he was surprisingly calm.

He loosened the hair tie around his ponytail, and thinking about his embarrassing moment, he couldn't help but cover his head.

Gan, my fighting ability is still so weak!

I can't possibly use the "Pure Black Annihilation Ray"!

I don't want to kill the main character and end up trending on social media again.

As I was reminiscing, I heard a suppressed laugh.

"Pfft... Hehehehe, hahahahaha—"

Cass suddenly clutched his stomach and burst into laughter, but the surrounding explorers remained unfazed.

"What's wrong? Did you ingest the clown's laughing gas?"

"Hahaha...no...I just think it's amazing that we're all okay."

Then, while smiling, Cass extended his hand to Sirocco.

Sirocco didn't take it; he simply stood up.

Although Cass looked slightly embarrassed, he didn't seem to mind and maintained a satisfied smile.

"This is the first time I've ever experienced such an adventure; it's just like a movie."

"Let me state upfront that I don't like the feeling of almost dying."

"Me too, it just feels like we've conquered the second floor because we were able to come back safely from such a dangerous place."

"...Don't get cocky and think you can actually conquer the second floor and go down there on your own, Cass."

Cass smiled faintly:

"I won't be so reckless. Next time, I will make full preparations with my teammates and take on the second floor head-on."

When he said this, Cass emphasized the word "teammate" and made eye contact with Sirocco.

Sirocco ignored this and told Cass to go to the changing room in the dungeon hall to change clothes and take a shower.

Cass tried his best to refuse, quickly changed his clothes in a men's restroom stall, and waited for Sirocco in the lobby.

Sirocco regretted it as soon as he entered the locker room.

The gazes of the men in the locker room made Sirocco very uncomfortable.

"Uh... first of all, I'm a guy."

A commotion broke out in the locker room.

"Wouldn't a man be better?"

"Who said that? Step forward!"

Now Sirocco understood why Cass didn't want to go into the locker room, and he decided that from now on, he'd rather smell bad than change in such a public area.

After a bathing and changing experience even more thrilling than dungeon exploration, Sirocco finally left the Explorer's Hall, feeling refreshed after his bath.

Walking along the brightly lit shopping street, stepping on the artificial stone pavement, the darkness of the sky made the stars shine even brighter, and the evening breeze was cool and pleasant.

Are there stars inside the dungeon?

As if he had just thought of something, Cass suddenly asked.

"Perhaps the sky above us is actually the bottom of another building, and the night view, including the stars, is just a projection."