Is It Wrong For Me To Start With Three Skills In Danmachi ?!

"Who cares what kind, reinforcements are here, and that's all that matters!"

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Lefiya destroyed the enemy's counterattack at the last possible moment, and then the three quickly regrouped with the adventurers of the [Hermes Familia].

"Hey, that woman. What the hell is going on? Violas I know, but those strange guys in white robes, who are they?"

Asfi calmly and briefly explained to the three:

"They are remnants of the [Evilus], I think you understand if I put it that way?"

"Huh? [Evilus]? Weren't those guys already smashed to pieces…" Bete froze for a moment. The very presence of those people was proof that [Evilus] still existed.

"I don't know what's going on either, but… that man should know!"

Following Asfi's direction, Bete, Lefiya, and Filvis all saw the white-haired man facing off against Fron.

When Olivas' cold and brutal face appeared before everyone's eyes, those who knew the information and those who didn't reacted completely differently.

Bete narrowed his eyes and bared his fangs, Lefiya was utterly bewildered, and that last elf…

"Chh, " Her lips split open as she bit down. The black-haired elf's expression twisted, and in her red eyes surged an endless hatred and fury she could no longer contain. She raised her voice!

"Olivas Act!!! You damn bastard, why are you still alive!!!"

The black-haired elf's furious cry drew the attention of everyone present, even Fron.

His eyes narrowed into slits, glancing at the elf girl who was quite close to Lefiya, his thoughts racing.

"Filvis Challia, huh. Lefiya, you fool, so you really did get tangled up with her. Is this what they mean when they say character decides fate? This is going to be troublesome later."

With a sigh in his heart, the man who had been pulling the strings shifted his gaze to the white-haired figure.

At this moment, the self-confident mastermind watched with interest the elf shouting at him. The corner of his mouth lifted as he recognized her.

"Ah, what? So it's you, that damned survivor! How was it, the nightmare I created? That chaotic and cruel scene, the taste of despair, wasn't it exquisite? Hahahahahaha!"

As he laughed, Olivas suddenly seemed to remember something. The madness slowly receded, and instead he took on a reverent, almost devout expression.

"But, as you all know, during the Nightmare of the 27th Floor, I did indeed die. However, in that moment between life and death, I was resurrected by Her! That's right, no one can compare to me, because I've been given a second life! Look, this wonderful body, this blood flowing inside me, this warmth, all of it was bestowed upon me by Her!"

Saying this, Olivas unexpectedly tore off his cloak, revealing his body. Before the wide eyes of everyone, the flesh on his chest writhed, and finally a large magic stone emerged.

Seeing this horrifying sight, the adventurers were aghast. The Fanatic tilted his head slightly, his lips twisting into a manic grin, like someone who just had a wisdom tooth pulled, full of sinister smugness.

"A magic stone? That's impossible! How can a human possibly have a magic stone!? Unless… this form, you bastard!"

Asfi, Lefiya, and the others were completely stunned.

A magic stone, inside a human body…

"Could it be… you're a hybrid of human and monster!?"

At last, Asfi voiced the only possible answer, one that overturned all of their worldviews and was nearly impossible to believe.

Glancing at the short-haired, blue-haired girl, Olivas sneered:

"[Perseus], is it? Hmph, sharp mind. That's right, I am the supreme existence that has fused human and monster powers, a being beyond your reach!"

"An existence like me, do you really think mere weaklings blessed by the gods can defeat me? Hahahahahahaha, don't make me laugh! We aren't even on the same level. Let me tell you: humans have limits."

"..."

In Fron's mind, he almost saw a scene: [Adventurer, I'm no longer human!!!]

Everyone was completely stunned, their minds blown away by this terrifying, grotesque revelation.

A human–monster hybrid? How could such a thing exist? This was far beyond their understanding!

"As Her Follower, I can hear Her voice!"

"She longs to see the sky, to claim the sky. But for Her, buried deep in the Dungeon, to gaze upon the sky, that city on the surface is in the way. It must, absolutely must, be destroyed!"

"The foolish gods and humans on the surface, She is far more suited to rule aboveground than you inferior beings!"

"Now you understand, don't you? I am the chosen one. Only I can fulfill Her will, that is, the destruction of Orario!!!"

"..."

Everyone was shocked by his revealed goal!

The ultimate purpose of transporting monsters and Jewel Fetuses to the surface, was it really to destroy Orario? The thought was so shocking it was almost impossible to accept!

"You've got some nerve! Die, you lunatic!"

"[Sweep away the enemy, Holy Staff of Exorcism!]"

"[Divine Staff of Dionysus!]"

, !?

"BOOM, "

Filvis invoked a shortened spell through her sword-staff. A silver magic circle spun and released silver lightning, striking Olivas in an instant.

"What a boring trick. Hah!"

Then, under everyone's gaze, that man actually stretched out his palm and caught Filvis's magic out of thin air, and then… reflected it back!

"Boom!"

"Miss Filvis!"

The elf girl who was blown away by her own magic was helped up by Lefiya, glaring with hatred at the enemy.

Fron knew that all the emotions she was showing right now were real. The only exception was just now, that magic was…

"Bete, Lefiya. You two help the Hermes Familia deal with those Evilus remnants and the Violas. This guy is mine."

"Ah? You bastard, don't order me around! And where's Ais?"

Although unhappy with Fron's command, Bete still subconsciously corrected his stance.

"Ais? Don't worry about her. Don't forget she's no longer the same as before."

"Tch, annoying."

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang…"

Bete's arrival was like a hungry wolf diving into a flock of sheep, dealing with these enemies, it really was one kick for each. And just like Fron, Bete had no mercy at all, every move was aimed to kill.

"Phew, that makes things a bit easier."

"Where the hell did so many of these guys come from! For this number of Evilus remnants, there wasn't a single report, where have they been hiding, how did they avoid the Guild's pursuit!"

"There must be several hundred of them! And on top of that, the Violas…"

"Bete-san!"

"What!"

"[Arrows of liberated light, bow of sacred wood, by name of bow, obstruct all! Spirits...]"

"Heh, "

Bete instantly understood Lefiya's tactic.

Use her unique armament to absorb magic and amplify her attack!

…

After once again using healing magic to roughly treat his arm, Fron cautiously stared at his opponent.

Potential ability comparable to a lower Lv.6, with overall stats even higher than Fron at full power.

This was a strong enemy, or rather, an evenly matched one.

"You couldn't have had Lv.6 potential before. Could it be because of Revis' intel?"

"Hahahahaha, I told you I'm not one of those Evilus idiots. Knowing you and the Sword Princess exist, how could I stay stagnant!"

"After all, I've already surpassed the limits!"

"..."

The worst-case scenario had become reality, this guy had once again strengthened himself.

Fron narrowed his eyes, faint azure rings swirling in his pupils, the Reader had activated.

'This guy knows intel about me and Ais, but… that was before I updated my stats. And… Ais should also be giving Revis quite a surprise right about now.'

'No choice, I'll have to use Magic Dominator and end this quickly. But… before the battle is fully over, I can't risk exhausting myself completely.'

After some quick calculations on his skill's duration, Fron had his estimate.

10 seconds, after activating Magic Dominator, he would have only 10 seconds of equal footing. Beyond that, he would lose his advantage. Within that span, he had to settle it.

Understanding his condition, Fron gripped his staff Scholar·Argon tightly. A faint stream of magic flowed from his palm into the specialized staff.

"Hum, " rings of magic encircled the staff, shining brilliantly.

Scholar·Argon

Special effect: massively amplifies magic power, greatly increases magic conductivity, and carries the power of a first-class weapon.

'This guy's body is as hard as refined metal. Stabbing or striking with the staff won't do. Then… I'll have to aim for his weak point, smash his magic stone. His magic stone is located at the chest.'

With tactics running through his head, Fron had his plan.

"Let's make this our final banquet, decide the winner, and shatter it!"

"Quit spouting big words, adventurer!"

"Boom!"

The clash between them began once more.

The second round of battle erupted!

"Clang, clang, clang, clang…"

Wielding his staff-spear, Fron changed his previous tactics, mixing in punches and kicks with his strikes, and weaving in rapid-fire spells. In just a few exchanges, he had forced the giant back.

"You bastard!"

A trace of shock flashed in Olivas's brutal eyes. This kind of fighting technique…

"What, feels familiar, doesn't it?"

Staff and short sword clashed in close quarters, sparks bursting from their strikes.