Best wishes for animation production

"It must be the second male! The one who drew the sword must be the second male!"

The girl's eyes, which had been a little distracted just now, suddenly lit up, and she turned to look at Li Yuduo.

"should be."

Li Duduo looked at the screen of his mobile phone with some admiration.

Now there are suddenly a lot less barrages, and everyone is probably watching the animation carefully. I have to say that the animation has always done a good job in creating atmosphere.

A few shots brought the audience all in.

It is even more powerful in creating a sense of anticipation.

Just a scene of drawing a sword.

The girl was excited...

He clearly looked distracted just now...

Get a definite answer.

The girl ignored Li Duoduo and immediately turned her head back to stare at the phone screen.

Li Duduo: "..."

In the play.

The male protagonist is in the dungeon, walking forward in the darkness.

There was no hiding the sound of footsteps.

Just use normal pace and walk down step by step.

If you encounter a monster, kill it with one punch.

Then keep walking.

The further down you go, the more monsters appear.

The blood stains on the male protagonist's body were not cleaned in time, making him look a little embarrassed.

But this does not affect his pace.

He is still moving forward.

The monotonous sound of footsteps still echoed.

The camera slowly moves to the side of the male protagonist.

The hero seemed to be smiling.

"Nie, what do you think I should say if I find my mother?"

After an absence of ten episodes, the audience heard the voice of the heroine Alice again.

Although it is a memory, it is accompanied by the monotonous footsteps of the male protagonist and the roar of the monster.

"Call me mother?" the male protagonist shouted.

"It's so out of the blue, Owen, you say."

"...ask her why she left you alone first." The second man said straightforwardly.

"Owen, that's my mother."

"That's the person who left you alone."

"Forget it, asking you, the person who dares to draw a knife on my father, is simply a wrong choice."

"...You ask the person who is beaten by his father every day, is that a good choice?"

"Eh...it seems right."

"Hey, you want to fight?"

"you sure?"

"Okay, you two! Stop making trouble!"

In reality.

in the dark.

The male protagonist punched the head of a monster with another punch. He stepped on the corpse of the monster and continued down.

"Speaking of which, I always feel that there is an ominous atmosphere here."

"It's just the psychological pressure caused by darkness."

"Okay, it's really dark here..."

"Don't worry, Owen can't, but I will protect you! Alice!"

"I'm begging you, can you please stop saying this? It's so embarrassing, and who wants your protection? That time it wasn't you who got into trouble and we got beaten too?"

"Who said..."

"Be careful! There's something!"

"let me!"

call.

The sharp blade seemed to cut through the darkness.

The male protagonist raised his head to avoid the sharp blade, then grabbed the opponent's wrist and jerked it upwards.

"Eaaah!"

The scream was like a baby crying, piercing the eardrums.

The male protagonist was unmoved, and used brute force to tear off the opponent's entire arm, and then kicked the opponent away. This kick directly caused the indescribable, rotten monster's chest to dent, and he died instantly.

"Huh...what is this? It's disgusting."

"The body was completely decomposed, but it looked a bit like an elf."

"Dark Elf?"

"Yes, fortunately there are not many of them, otherwise we would have suffered."

"Alice also has elf blood, right? You are much cuter than the one on the ground!"

"I remember someone called me a long-eared monster when I was little, right? Huh?"

"...Maybe it was Owen who yelled."

"Sword skills! Stab!"

"How can you repair it! Just do it when you say it!? Where is the glory of the swordsman!?"

"No need for glory against you."

"Okay, then today I'm going to show you what the glory of a warrior is."

"You two! Stop it, don't even look at where we are! Stop it!"

The male protagonist is very close to the bottom.

There are fewer and fewer monsters appearing, but there are more and more bones under the feet.

Every step he takes can hit bones.

The sound of bones breaking was permeable in the quiet darkness.

"Should we...shall we go back? The bones here..."

"...I also think it's best to go back."

"Don't worry, they are all dead people. What are you afraid of? I will protect you two. Just move forward boldly."

"I'm talking about you..."

"Wait, what is that?"

"This skeleton...is it a giant dragon..."

move on.

The male protagonist turned a blind eye to the giant skeletons piled up in the corner like a hill.

"Owen..."

"Don't worry, he will be fine. He just got separated. We can meet up later. You will be fine too, I will protect you."

"I'm talking about you, Arthur, aren't you ashamed? You keep saying this every day. And whose fault do you think it is that you and Owen were separated? Why did you run away when you had nothing to do?"

"Why should I be ashamed?"

"Forget it, you're an idiot."

"...Alice."

"What are you doing? Why are you staring at me?"

"I...I actually..."

"Owen! Over here!"

"..."

The male protagonist has reached the last floor.

Facing the stone door engraved with obscure runes and shining with faint light.

Finally stopped.

An ominous atmosphere vaguely seeped out from the stone door.

The male protagonist stood blankly for a long time.

"What's wrong with the blacksmith's son? Are we nobler than you? Well, others may think we are nobler, but I don't think so."

"Eh? What are you doing here? My father is at home... It's over. He's coming over. Let's be trained together."

"So why are you fighting? People scolding me? Wasn't it the first thing you called the long-eared monster? Now you are only allowed to call yourself, and you have to fight with others when they call you?"

"He's grown up."

"In the future, I will become the most famous priest on the continent... Don't laugh! Didn't you just say that you would become the most famous warrior on the continent?"

"You're gonna be okay, you're gonna be okay."

"You have to live well..."

The voice of the heroine Alice becomes more and more frequent.

Messy and disorganized.

Until the male protagonist takes a step forward.

All sounds disappeared.

He took a deep breath, took another step, and walked slowly towards the stone gate.

BGM sounds.

It's the same song that appeared in the first episode, and it's very similar to the music on the Dungeon \u0026 Fighter login screen.

Accompanied by crisp percussion sounds in BGM.

The male protagonist moved forward step by step and came to the front of the stone gate.

He raised his hand, pressed against the stone door, and pushed it open.

The other side of the stone gate.

It was pitch black.

Deathly silence.

sand.

The male protagonist took a step inside.

The BGM that was about to reach its climax suddenly stopped.

boom.

The first torch lights up, then the second...

Just like the second episode.

But this time the hero didn't stop where he was.

"ha……"

The male protagonist slowly exhaled a breath.

The figure disappeared instantly.

Bang bang bang...

The torches light up one after another.

The camera suddenly pushed forward, light and darkness intertwined, and it seemed that a figure could be seen passing by quickly.

The firelight flickered gently.

Deep in the room.

The huge head swayed, and the chains that bound him moved and collided with each other, making a clanking sound.

Two bright and dazzling lights suddenly lit up.

Just light up.

A figure appeared directly above it.

The head is instantly alert.

The pair of dazzling golden vertical pupils suddenly moved up and looked into the air.

What it sees is the gradually enlarging sole.

boom.

Click.

The sound of bones breaking.

The male protagonist grabbed the chain that was coming towards him with one hand and severely stepped on the head with a pair of golden vertical pupils under his feet.

"hiss……"

The evil dragon's vertical pupils moved and looked at the male protagonist, as if he wanted to roar.

The male protagonist tightened his grip on the chain.

boom.

Another kick.

The evil dragon's eyes were shattered.

The bones shattered and flew away, staying in mid-air.

The male protagonist is facing the scattered bones, with his back to the camera, his upper body slightly leaning forward, overlooking the evil dragon under his feet.

"It's been such a long time no see."

I haven’t updated in the past two days, mainly because my mentality has collapsed. I took a look at what I wrote during the break... What are they? Various bugs and typos. Symbol issues also caused the dialogue to be crowded together, ah...