Fox Tale Of A Dungeon Boss 47 Chapter 47: Crabs Are Evil...

Don't be worried though Luna! I got this!

"Ah! Kyoku why are you charging up foxfires? It's attached to my head!"

"Just... stay still Luna. I don't like creepy-crawly things... I'll burn it away don't worry..."

"I'm less worried about this Rock-Crab and more worried about the effects of what you'll do!"

"It'll be fine!"

"No, you can't burn my face! I need it to get married one day! AAAAAGH!"

Ah... the evil is gone. Luna seems a bit upset though. I think I did good, only singeing her hair a bit!

"I'm traumatized all over again thanks to you, you evil fox..."

Hey! Don't slander me! I'm innocent! I just burned that weird crab thing away!

Huh? I got a weird feeling on my hand...

I looked down to see another crab thing on my hand, a claw reaching for my arm.

"AAAAAAGH! FOXFIRE, FOXFIRE, FOXFIRE!"

'Okay... maybe 15 fireb.a.l.l.s out of those 3 castings were a bit overkill.'

And then I heard a scuttling noise.

"Oh f.u.c.k off. Oh you all can f.u.c.k right off."

I felt scared beyond belief. Out of the cracks in the ground was coming a veritable WAVE of those Rock-Crab things, and some had strange gemstone-ores protruding out.

They hissed, an acid bubbling out of these weird mouths and their eyes glowing bright red on their sh.e.l.ls.

'...ah right. I have an inventory that could store corpses now that I think about it. Has a lot of s.p.a.ce too. I could've been hunting and storing wildlife this whole time. That's a lot of missed DP.'

But uh... expecting me to kill some of these guys... there's a lot okay!

I think after today, I'm going to hate crabs.

I grabbed my only weapon, the hungry-blade, and backed away bit-by-bit. That tide of crab-things were getting closer, FAST.

"Why the actual h.e.l.l are there crabs living inland? Don't they belong by the ocean?"

Luna answered automatically as she also backed away, "certain groups of animals will collectively evolve to a new environment, in this case, underground rather than by the sea."

Yeah... okay.

'FoxFire!' I sent out the 5 fireb.a.l.l.s, and rather than explode, I had them burn through the crabs, and then explode further back in the hordes. Then I wisely turned around and ran away, back down the path, launching FoxFires as I went down.

"Hey Luna, what's your cla.s.s? Can it HELP US?!"

"AAAAGH! NO! It's a NON COMBATIVE CLa.s.s!"

"Well that REALLY SUCKS CAUSE WE ARE GOING TO DIE!"

"Well why don't you use YOUR cla.s.s skills?!"

...okay the cat has a point. But how do I... uh...

"f.u.c.k off! Burn in h.e.l.l!

If I've got time for you, I'll shoot a spell!"

"Otherwise, go away! Never come back,

Not even another day!"

Luna near tripped at that excuse for "improvised music", but hey, having 24 soul still, and using skills such as Silk Speech and Mind Puppet ought to help me out right?

Well... they didn't leave. So I guess I failed. But they did slow down, and quite a few stopped to turn around before getting overwhelmed by the others.

'Dungeon what the f.u.c.k! Why are my skills useless!?'

...oh come on! Okay, time to bust out nonsensical fun...

"I hate you! You hate me! So let's team up and kill the par-ty!"

Luna near froze. What the actual heck? Why was such a soft and caring tune... used with such angry words! Also! Are you saying to kill me instead?! Evil Fox!

This time I purposely kinda... directed my will at specific crabs in the front. They froze, got run over, and then a few crabs scuttling over them lost a leg.

Yeah so 'party' referred to the rest of the horde. Also, thank you purple dinosaur for terrifying children and making them hate you. Makes song inspiration that much easier.

I might've laughed a little crazily. "GO MINIONS! TEAR THEM APART BY THE LEGS!"

All the crabs held in a state of pure rage and instinctual violence by my 'music' struck out, chopping off all the legs that walked over then they could with their pincers, slowing down other Rock-Crabs, or leaving some near immobile.

I noticed a few crabs had a metallic edge to their pincers, and a.n.a.lyze left a heading above them.

Funnily enough, they didn't have that acid. Can somebody tell me why some crabs had freaking acid spit!?

If one of 'my' normal Rock-Crabs struck an Iron-Rock Crab, then their claws would just sc.r.a.pe uselessly against their legs.

So time to use some physics!

'Fire is energy, energy over time leads to movement and change, rust is the oxidization of metals mixed with oxygen over time. Therefore brings lots of oxygen and water particles, provide plenty of energy, doing the same idea as Healing Star, giving more energy to a reaction!'

'Technically it shouldn't work, but this world was built on ideas, so maybe certain jumps in logic like that will work.'

'In other words...'

"METAL DECAY!"

A pulse of heat warped air, filled with raindrops, causing a rainbow to shimmer across it, blasted out at the horde, and all the metallic lumps or ores they would eat and absorb into their sh.e.l.ls rusted away after about 10 seconds, beginning to flake rust.

A few Iron-Rock crabs simply had their sh.e.l.l fall in half, exposing their organs to be pierced by the legs of their own horde, killing them.

A bunch of glowing red crabs gathered together, heat surging as a fireball formed above them. 'Uhhh... what?!'

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What the actual f.u.c.k are crabs in this world?! I hate them! Crabs are evil!

'Alright b.a.s.t.a.r.ds... you wanna use internal heat? Then I'll cool you down!'

"Freezing!"

Okay, let's be clear. With the amount of mana I'm shoving into these spells, I would've run out if not for the boost from my cla.s.s change.

But hey! Their joints were flexible as they were covered in lava, not rock. But cool down lava, and it becomes rock!

Rock-Crabs indeed! Now to can't move, and actually look like rocks! Ahahahaha!