The White Dragon crashed to the ground without even a whimper.
"Are you okay?" Rosen looked at the relieved Fubuki.
"I'm fine, that Black Dragon doesn't have a good compatibility with me. Its physical defense is just too high."
As a psychic, if her powers were nullified, she would have no way to deal with monsters that had extremely high physical resistance.
If she couldn't limit the monsters' movements to some extent, her situation would be even more difficult.
After all, in her own world, all the wack she fought were physical types.
Magic, such a thing, did not exist in her world.
After this battle, she wondered if she should learn magic in the future.
"Got it, leave the rest to me for now."
Rosen shrugged.
Before Fubuki could respond, the figure in front of her disappeared again from his original spot using Godspeed.
Leaving Fubuki no chance to call out.
...In some ways, he's just like my sister, but I don't dislike this feeling.
A strange thought welled up in Fubuki's heart.
Then she temporarily retreated to help Marcille and her group.
After all, besides summoning these giant dragons, the Mad Labyrinth Master also had many smaller two-legged wyverns.
Laios and the others, lacking strength, were relying on buildings and were engaged in a bitter struggle.
"Roar—!"
Seeing its prey escape, the Black Dragon roared, its powerful aura making the surrounding air tremble.
However, Rosen aimed at the Black Dragon's chest and threw a Light Lance.
Boom—!
The Black Dragon's mountain-like body was instantly blasted back and sent flying, its hardest scales making cracking and shattering noises.
Immediately after, Rosen threw two more Light Lances towards Frieren's direction.
The irregular spiral Light Lances spun rapidly in the air, tearing through the atmosphere and shredding a dragon-serpent that was spewing poisonous mist.
That ancient dragon, shaped like an Eastern divine dragon, sensed the coming danger, and lightning from its twin horns struck the Light Lance.
But the latter, with undiminished momentum, drilled into its blood-red mouth and then pierced through.
In just over ten seconds, four of his strongest summoned creatures were killed.
The Mad Labyrinth Master Xithle's eyes were filled with shock.
"What... what exactly is going on?! Who exactly are you?!"
Rosen's assertiveness exceeded Xithle's imagination.
The powerful combat strength he displayed in a short period directly stunned him, and his eyes even became much clearer.
How... how did he do it?
But no one could answer his question.
And amidst the continuous cacophony of this labyrinth layer, Rosen's figure appeared before Xithle.
Looking at the short, dark-skinned crazed elf in front of him, Rosen smiled.
"Kneel, Xithle."
Thud.
Xithle, who was about to use his grimoire, involuntarily knelt down.
The floating grimoire also fell to the ground.
And after losing his grimoire, Xithle was even weaker than some students at the magic academy.
In the original work, he was instantly subdued after Laios got close to him.
However, Rosen discovered that even after stopping the grimoire, those giant dragons still hadn't disappeared.
Not only that, but a new colossal creature even appeared with the ocean current.
A vast amount of seawater instantly submerged a large area of the town, and a giant fish, Leviathan, resembling a giant whale but with a mouth full of sharp teeth, quickly swam towards Miss Gabriel and swallowed her in one bite.
Everyone's hearts jumped.
But then, Leviathan's entire body cracked open and glowed with Holy Light, and Miss Gabriel's exasperated voice came from within.
"Damn it! You think I'm a sick cat just because I don't show my power?!"
Miss Gabriel, with a halo above her head, wings on her back, and holding a Holy Light Sword, cursed colorfully.
"Miss Gabriel is amazing too! But Mr. Rosen seems a little more amazing!"
"I say... are those people really just your friends?"
"They can even destroy monsters like dragons with one blow!"
Even if it were an entire team of well-equipped adventurers, even with thorough preparations, they could still easily be wiped out.
And this was only against one dragon.
Rosen glanced at him and then withdrew his gaze, quietly looking at Xithle, golden threads seemingly surging in his eyes, and asked with a calm expression.
"As the only friend of King Delgaru, don't you think you're quite pathetic now?"
"Your Majesty Delgaru! I... I'm pathetic, I just wanted to protect His Majesty the King and the citizens of the Golden City! And I've already made the Golden City exist forever, but... but why don't His Majesty the King and those citizens understand me!"
Perhaps the obsession of over a thousand years was too deep, so even on the verge of death, the madness and paranoia in Xithle's eyes continued to deepen, and his voice was full of frenzy.
"I am for the citizens of the Golden City to live a life of eternal peace, no longer tormented by natural disasters, diseases, and hunger! I also used monsters to drive away those invaders, and cured many sick and injured people..."
Rosen did not say much, only the golden light in his eyes grew brighter.
Then he retorted.
"Then, Xithle, do you really just want the Golden City to be better?"
"Of course I am...!"
Before he finished speaking.
Xithle, who had persisted for over a thousand years, answered without hesitation.
But then he seemed to recall something, and his words stopped abruptly.
Xithle's originally crazed eyes flickered with a hint of light, his frantic expression calmed down, and he fell silent.
He remained silent until this wisp of obsession completely dissipated, without making another sound.
The battle ended.
In the quiet city.
Miss Gabriel and Frieren appeared beside Rosen.
Looking at the breathless Xithle, Miss Gabriel couldn't help but feel a little pity.
"Xithle back then was also a hero in the eyes of the Golden City's residents."
"But when exactly did he lose his true self?"
"May your spirit rest in peace, and your path forward no longer be lonely, finding more tranquility and peace in Heaven."
After Miss Gabriel finished her prayer with clasped hands, Xithle's soul dissipated with relief.
"I suddenly feel that you're quite like an angel."
Frieren suddenly said.
"Of course, only at this moment."
"What do you mean 'like'! I am an angel, alright?!"
Miss Gabriel stomped her feet in anger.
And Frieren, as if she had thought of something, suddenly showed a nostalgic expression on her face.
Was her master also living in Heaven?