I’m the Only One Streaming Uncensored Dungeons on an Overseas A*ult Site ~ After I Became the No. 1 in Super Chats, I Received Abusive DMs From Female Performers All Over the World ~ - Episode 7: Floor 5 Boss Battle

Episode 7: Floor 5 Boss Battle

I headed to the Transfer Chamber just past the entrance of the Somalia Dungeon and placed my hand on the Transfer Stone. In my mind, the numbers 1 through 5 appeared—indicating the floors I had already reached.

I focused strongly on the number [5]. My body was wrapped in light. And for a moment, my vision turned pure white.

Looking around, I could tell the room was slightly different. This was the transfer chamber of the fifth floor.

I took the drone camera from the backpack on my back and turned it on. Then I synced it with the smartphone mounted on my left arm and began the uncensored dungeon livestream.

“Today, I plan to take on the Floor Boss.”

Looking at my smartphone, the concurrent viewer count instantly exceeded 10,000. And it continued to climb. Seems like the uncensored livestream of the Somalia Dungeon had really caught people’s interest.

<Finally, the floor boss battle!! I’m hyped!!>

<I’m excited to see what kind of monster shows up!>

<There’s no info at all—this is insane. You okay, Morokoshi?>

<Wait, I heard Morokoshi is just C-rank?>

<Seriously? He’s C-rank?>

<C-ranks are this strong?>

“I’ve been operating in countries like Africa and Central/South America where the Japanese Adventurer Association doesn’t have ties. That’s why my rank never increased.”

<Ah, I see.>

<Hayato the A-rank adventurer was mocking you in his stream, Morokoshi!>

<They said your adventurer license got revoked, Morokoshi!>

“Hmph. I don’t care about a license from the Japanese Adventurer Association. If anyone has a problem with what I’m doing, they can come to the Somalia Dungeon. Not that they’d have the guts.”

<Taunting in just your briefs is killing me lol>

<Don’t act cool in just underwear lol>

<Let’s go already—boss fight time!!>

“You’re right. Let’s focus on the boss battle.”

I fiddled with my phone and turned on ExtremeChat’s voice read-aloud feature. From here on out, all comments would be read in the voice of Zundamon.

Leaving the Transfer Chamber, the path to the boss room was a straight line. As I approached the door, the sound of a heartbeat grew louder.

I was honestly getting excited—like a kid again. This would be humanity’s first battle against the Floor 5 boss of the Somalia Dungeon.

I stood before a massive black door. It was adorned with eerie carvings. The door itself seemed to be pulsing like a living creature.

<Creepy!>

<What kind of boss is gonna show up?>

<Open it already, Morokoshi!>

Urged by viewers, I pushed the door with my hand. The black door turned bl00d red and began to part in two with a deep rumble.

Inside stretched a space larger than the Tokyo Dome. On the ground, a massive magic circle—like nothing I’d ever seen—glowed ominously. Purple lightning struck the circle. And from it, a monster took shape.

It was at least 20 meters tall. Wearing a crown and a cape that covered its entire body, it had the face of a pig.

“An Orc King…?”

<Something huge just showed up!!>

<Is that the Orc King?>

<Orc Kings are bad news! They can wipe out whole countries!>

As the comment section noted, Orc Kings are no joke. One had irregularly spawned in a German dungeon before—it left the dungeon and destroyed an entire city. Nearly a thousand adventurers died in the effort to take it down.

But running away was not an option.

I gripped my longsword tightly and stepped into the boss chamber.

The Orc King twisted his mouth into a grin.

“What’s so funny?”

“Bviiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!”

Its shriek sent chills down my spine. It forced a sense of human insignificance on me.

I shook it off and brought my longsword to a middle guard stance.

The Orc King lifted its robe and drew its sword from its waist. What was likely just a shortsword to it had a blade nearly 10 meters long. Insane.

The monster mirrored my stance—its massive frame making it feel like a moving wall. I couldn’t afford to make a wrong move. Its smile widened.

“Bviiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!”

“Wha—!?”

As soon as it swung its sword, a shockwave slammed through my body.

A second later, my left shoulder burned.

<Morokoshi! Your left arm’s in trouble!>

<Your arm’s gone!!>

<That’s so gory!!>

I heard something drop to the ground—it was my left arm.

Screams in Zundamon’s voice echoed from my smartphone.

“Bviiii-bviii-bviiii!!”

The Orc King laughed loudly. He was shaking his giant body as he pointed at me—who had lost an arm so easily.

“Sorry for holding back earlier. I should’ve gone all out from the start.”

“Bvii?”

I casually crouched and operated the smartphone still attached to my severed arm.

“Fighting the Orc King means going all-out—and that means taking off my briefs. Sorry folks, but from here on, it’s pay-per-view, aka Ticket Chat.”

I declared this to the drone camera and tapped the ‘Start Ticket Chat’ button. Then, with one hand, I slipped off my briefs—and unleashed my full power.