Mushroom Lord in the Underground City

Chapter 822: Chapter 808: Reversal

"Soldiers of the Empire, your general is a Vampire, your demon king is a Slime. They’ve lived for hundreds of years, without any family, indifferent to kinship and love. But what about you?"

"Your mothers are still waiting for their children to come home, your wives and children are still waiting for their fathers to bring them out of the dungeons. Is it worth it to destroy everything you value for those things that don’t even have a heartbeat?"

Phrases full of sincere emotion kept floating out from Marshal Puki’s fungal body in the city center, causing a great impact among the Imperial Soldiers.

The fall of the Imperial Capital left them insecure at heart, and the sight of hostages further shook their morale.

Just as Lin Jun said, the Demon Race is not all cold-blooded killing maniacs whose purpose of existence is to destroy humanity.

Lizardmen, Snake-men, Horned Demons, Pigmen, Enchanting Demons... the vast majority of the Demon Race also have kin and lovers, things they cherish and humble desires.

The moral standards of the Demon Race may be lower, and the law of the jungle prevalent, but that’s an issue of the Empire’s overall environment; the emotions of individuals are not so different from other races.

In Lin Jun’s eyes, there’s really no difference in the souls of the two.

Therefore, under Lin Jun’s persuasion, the Imperial Soldiers, except for the Blood Race and the Demon Race, began to waver.

Darean shouted that once they defeat the humans, they could easily retreat back to the Imperial Capital, and Sigmund even directly killed two subordinates who had lost their fighting spirit as a warning to others.

Unfortunately, the effect was not good, and the unrest continued to spread within the army.

Under such circumstances, even those soldiers who had no family waiting for them began to doubt whether they could win this battle, leaving a few with reservations.

On the outskirts of Oath City, on a section of the wall that had been taken by Darean’s followers, a Blood Race stared fixedly at the huge Marshal Puki in the sky, with a pained and distorted expression, unable to stop trembling.

Another Blood Race next to him frowned and approached, placing a hand on his shoulder, "What, are you also scared by this Puki? If you’re the kind of coward who would lose your nerve when victory is at hand, then don’t blame me for cleaning the house for Lord Darean!"

The pressure on his shoulder increased, but the trembling Blood Race seemed oblivious, speaking intermittently with a crying voice, "Be...lian..."

"What?"

"That’s Belian’s voice!" The Blood Race suddenly broke down, pointing with tears at the Marshal Puki in the sky, "Belian is already dead, died under that Mushroom City, why... why would that Puki have his voice?!"

"Belian’s... voice?" The Blood Race holding him looked up at the sky with uncertainty, trying to recall Belian’s voice in his memory to compare, "It really sounds like..."

The Blood Race who was close with Belian grabbed his fellow with hope in his eyes, "Right, isn’t it said that you can be reincarnated as a Puki? Could that Puki be the reincarnation of Belian? Belian isn’t dead yet!"

"Calm down, if it really was Belian, how could he say those words!"

Unfortunately, the analysis of the other Blood Races was beyond his reach.

Ignoring the crowd’s dissuasion, he transformed into a bat and shot straight at Puki!

His mind was full of wanting to ask that Puki and confirm his best friend’s life and death.

Flying closer and closer, the voice of his friend became clearer and clearer.

"That’s right, I didn’t hear wrong! It’s Belian!"

"Belian—"

Boom—

A fireball enveloped him, the deformation failed, and a charred Blood Race powerlessly fell from the sky.

On a nearby tower, Number Ten flicked its tentacle, continuing to monitor the surroundings and guard against other overconfident intruders attacking the Mushroom Lord.

...

Inside Oath City.

The soldiers of the Empire, whether truly frightened by the threat to their families or for self-preservation, had lost their initial fighting spirit and even quietly retreated without a fight, slowly withdrawing to the breach in the outer wall.

"Go, partner! Pursue them and kill them all!" Number Nine, riding on Fifteen, enthusiastically commanded.

Unfortunately, Fifteen didn’t listen.

He could see clearly that although the Mushroom Lord had shaken the Empire’s military spirit, it hadn’t brought any substantial reinforcements, and the power comparison remained unfavorable for Oath City; having these Imperial Soldiers retreat on their own was already good.

Seeing Fifteen not listening to it, Number Nine slumped its mushroom cap and stuck its tentacle into its stomach, after a while, a clinking sound emerged.

Hearing the sound, Fifteen couldn’t help but ask, "Number Nine, what do you have in your stomach?"

Upon mentioning this, Number Nine instantly became spirited, "These are spoils of war!"

Saying that, it pulled out the things from inside its stomach.

There was the heart mirror of an Imperial officer, gemstones from a treasure sword, and even the two Demon Cores stripped from Gray.

"No wonder you feel heavier..."

With the Imperial Soldiers retreating here, Fifteen went to check other areas, coincidentally encountering Bella again.

And Bella had already regrouped with Sofia and the others, now standing guard under a node tower, but their atmosphere wasn’t very good.

After Samuel had passed out, even though Sofia used [Mercy] to heal his injury, he hadn’t woken up immediately, making Sofia very worried about the old priest who had taught her all along.

On the other side, the Church warriors behind the Captain of the Guard, had dropped from nine to now just two since before the battle.

"Out of forty warriors, now only a few of us remain..."

Sofia’s face was full of sadness, as many of these warriors sacrificed themselves to protect her.

"Hero, there’s nothing to be sad about; this is merely our mission." The Captain of the Guard’s voice remained as always, serious and cold.

Sofia sighed, not arguing.

She wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and gave a helpless smile at Fifteen who was approaching, "Disciple of the Sword Saint, sorry to let you see this joke, the hero turns out to be a crybaby..."

Shi Wu didn’t laugh at her: "No, this actually reassures me quite a bit. The Hero is also a person of flesh and blood, not some heartless monster. Shedding tears for comrades, there’s nothing wrong with that, but better to commemorate them after the war is truly over."

"You’re right."

The two of them looked together towards the high-ranking members of the Blood Race still trying to continue fighting in the distance.

What Sofia didn’t know was that Shi Wu was actually grateful that those in front of him were not Connected Fungal Network.

Because when they first arrived, No. 9 really was laughing at Sofia for being a crybaby...

...

"Surrender?" Sigmund’s loud shout interrupted Lin Jun’s lengthy persuasion to surrender. He turned around to face his subordinates, the tip of his sword touching the ground, his gaze sweeping over each face, "Do you want to lead your families into a life worse than pigs and dogs for the rest of your lives?"

"Look around! Humans, Dwarves, Elves... who doesn’t hate us? But why can we still live so freely until now?"

"Because the Empire is the true power!"

He raised one hand high, gripping fiercely, as if holding his own fate.

"The victor gains everything, the loser loses all! Think of those slaves... Do you want to surrender to save your lives, only to die humiliated under the iron whip, or fight with me for that fruit of victory, and seize everything that belongs to us or doesn’t belong to us?"

As Sigmund’s words fell, someone in the Demon Race’s ranks heavily struck the ground with their shield.

No cheers, no shouts, only hands gripping weapons tightly and eyes becoming sharp again, with ruthlessness seeping from their bones.

Though not all Imperial Soldiers were swayed, many still regained their strength.

"Fat Xi..." Lin Jun looked at this irritating former roommate, marking him several times, "Then let’s do it again."

Speaking, Marshal Puki called a tentacle, and an enormous whirlpool of magic power rose up without warning.

Sigmund’s face darkened significantly, as he had seen such scenes before.

The battlefield of Oath City saw countless dead Puki being swept up by the magic power whirlpool, turning into strands of mycelium in the storm.

Eventually, a giant Puki formed, landing heavily not far from the Abyss Beast.

Darean ascended to the sky with the blood kin, Ten’s tentacles gathered magic power, and far away, Sofia bent her bow and nocked an arrow once more.

Just before the battle kicked off again, a figure in white tails descended from the sky, landing in the center of the battlefield.

"Lord Demon King!" Exclamations echoed across the battlefield.

More Imperial Soldiers seemed to regain their courage, gripping their weapons tightly.

The Demon King scanned the battlefield, turned to the huge projection of Marshal Puki in the city, and said with a smile, "To be your opponent, I really can’t afford to slack off. Threatening with family, encountering such a Hero is indeed a first for me."

The Demon King’s words left everyone except the Mushroom Race somewhat confused, unsure who exactly he referred to as the Hero.

"Humph! Killing and stealing souls, you are almost exactly what I imagined the Demon King to be." Naturally, Lin Jun wouldn’t lose in words. "Why, Lord Demon King, aren’t you guarding your Empire, planning to perish together with Oath City?"

"Not to the point of perishing together, in fact, the outcome is already..."

Before the Demon King’s words fell, a multitude of magic arrows tore through the air, densely falling from the sky.

He raised his hand, an indigo magic shield opened above, arrows collided with the shield, causing ripples but failing to penetrate.

As the rain of arrows continued, an explosive arrow bent its path, shooting from behind, and exploded prematurely.

As the massive flames engulfed the Demon King’s form, Sofia finally released the bowstring.

A golden arrow left the bow, no sound of splitting air, no magic vibrations, even the glow was only a lingering afterimage after the arrow traveled most of the way, almost instantly piercing through the Demon King’s throat and then exploding!

Boom—

"Got him!" Taking advantage of Lin Jun distracting the Demon King, sneaky Sofia exhilaratedly clenched her hand!

She didn’t really expect to kill the Demon King then, given the panel attributes, it was easy to see their disparity. She only hoped to severely wound him, which would stabilize the battle at Oath City!

She kept her eyes on the explosion surrounding the Demon King, awaiting the panel to reappear.

Not only she, but all humans, Demons present, with different feelings, tensely focused on the Demon King’s position.

Through the smoke and dust of the explosion, the Demon King picked up the head that was nearly blown away, gradually reintegrating it into his body.

[Undying]

"Another Hero, huh? Sure enough, not simple, but still a bit immature."

The Demon King extended a hand, clutching towards Sofia’s direction.

In an instant, Sofia, Shi Wu, Bella, and the Captain of the Guard all sensed a terrifying energy fluctuation appearing beside them.

Frightened, they turned their heads, looking at the source of the energy fluctuation...

No. 9 lowered his Mushroom hat, looking at his body: "Why is my belly red?"

Boom——!

A gigantic explosion engulfed the crowd.

The base of the node tower was completely destroyed, the entire high tower tilted slowly under the roar, then collapsed with a boom.

The fourth node tower was destroyed, breaking the connection between Oath City and the new frontline, completely isolating it.

The Demon King slowly withdrew his hand: "Well done, Gray."

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