THE STORY OF HEROES AND DEMONS
Twelve great swords

The 50th floor of the Dungeon.

It was the first time Zen had heard of a stone that could speak. It was certain that it was the soul core of the Dungeon. But this is proof that Dungeons are indeed categorized as 'living beings'.

From the entrance to the ground floor as a body that can be controlled by the soul core stone. He was able to cultivate an assortment of monsters, traps and all kinds of room forms.

But knowing the core of the soul has a spiritual awareness, like evolution like a demonic beast as a form of evolution. All of that happened because it had absorbed a lot of life energy from the Hunters who died inside the Dungeon.

The more energy the Dungeon absorbs from the Hunters killed, the stronger and faster the progression of any form of difficulty for the opposing Hunter.

And now....

Zen and Sena looked astonished as a body fell from the ceiling, resembling a human figure with three heads and six hands. It's just that this creature has an unusually large size.

Even if the two-headed snake they fought before was one of the SS category demon beasts with a body tens of meters tall, then the 50th floor ruling beast entered the SSS category.

A one-time swing of a hand the violent shock that hit the ground could be felt by the two of them. Just a clap of hands like wanting to kill a mosquito, Zen was a little frightened if the power of a large creature would make the Dungeon collapse.

Bringing Sena to dodge every swing of the hand that could have given her a fatal wound. But the huge creature blindly slammed its hands in all directions.

"What do you think Zen." Sena asked with a bitter smile.

But Zen understood when he saw Sena's expression...."It's not a good question to ask, but we have to kill him and conquer this Dungeon in order to get out."

"You said it like it's easy to do."

"Obviously no, his strength is beyond reason, his regenerative abilities like making him an immortal being, but that doesn't mean we can't kill him." Zen explained with a complicated face.

"Do you have a plan." Sena asked back.

But before Zen answered, one hand came from above, and once again they dodged.

Zen used the creator skill to unleash a twenty sword attack that shot straight towards the enemy, but of all that gave no result, all the weapons bounced far away without giving the slightest scratch on his skin.

Sena tried to attack, she had already taken out one bow of arrow from the nine weapons skill.

Darting through one arrow covered in lightning element energy, and it could give a wound when it pierced through the monster's hard skin layer.

The weapon that Zen created was different from the bow of the nine weapons skill, the ability of the God Sena gave one a scratch and that. Deep enough, it showed that the creatures they were fighting against could still be defeated.

Knowing that, Sena picked up another weapon that floated on her back to be more effective, a long-barreled rifle. A long-range attack would make it easier for them to attack and dodge.

But for Zen to fight an enemy who clearly has a real body feels easier than an illusory dimensional trap, as long as they keep trying to attack, it will give one a sure chance to win.

Zen did not leave everything to Sena, he created a sword with a higher level of strength, a weapon with platinum metal base material and it was quite large.

Until the monster's hand came hitting them, but right after the hand fell, Zen took off the platinum sword from above the sky and stuck the palm onto the ground.

Stopping the monster's motion for a few seconds, it was enough for Sena to unleash a single shot of high-level magic energy lodged right in the head to smash half of the face.

The violent roar of the rumbling monsters tore apart his own hands from the sword stuck in, but the physical regeneration speed belonging to the monsters was truly incredible.

"Uahs... It's gonna be tough. It was expected from the monsters of the SSS category." Zen surprised.

"So what should we do."

Zen thought, the matter of strength is indeed very terrible, one clap of hands could have made them seriously injured, but what was more difficult was the regeneration ability of the body itself.

If not powerful magic and********exhaust the body of this creature in one attack, of course every wound they give will not mean anything.

"Do I need to use Basoka's weapons attack." Sena gave her advice.

But Zen refused...."Too dangerous for both of us."

"If it continues like this there will be no end." Sena was conscious.

It was true, a single shot would destroy the creature's entire body, but even indoor damage was inevitable, meaning they would be affected by the explosion.

"Sean, can you crush both legs." Ask Zen.

"It looks like it can, but I have to increase the consumption of magic energy inside the weapon."

"That's not a problem, just do it, I'll attack forward." Zen is ready to fight.

"Alright, watch out Zen."

Sena leapt back far, she looked for a safe position from the blinding six-handed punch. Waiting for Sena to be ready, Zen moved forward up onto the fallen hand, took out a huge platinum sword and began to tear the skin to get Monster's attention fixed on him.

One attack of golden yellow luminous energy shot straight as the trigger was pulled by Sena on target. One monster's foot shattered along with the huge explosion and dropped the body as it lost its balance.

The shock felt even the entire room was shaking, but this was what Zen wanted. He who stood on his back removed the creator skill, seven platinum swords formed, one by one holding onto his six hands and one foot remaining.

But more than Zen expected, the monster could not be dropped easily, the seven swords he took off forcibly even though his body was torn apart and regenerated again.

Zen couldn't wait for another chance, as the monster stayed on the ground and Zen dropped the six great swords of the creator skill, he stabbed each of the monster's hands into motion.

Merely, monsters were still monsters, those who had yet to cultivate spiritual intelligence only followed an outer instinct to kill their enemies.

Unconcerned by the sword-inflicted wound in his hand, he unhesitatingly tore his own hand apart, although his regenerative ability slowly sealed the wound back.

"It's not enough..." Hard Zen drains more energy.

He gave no chance for the creature to break away.

Now the twelve great swords were dropped back by the creator skill from the sky and piled up on every part of the body to completely stop the movement of the monster.

"And the last one...." Zen say aloud.

One other larger creation came last, where a sword of the same size as a monster's body fell in the middle of its back.