Chapter 104

Deep within the Twilight Forest.

The succubus stared fervently at the huge cocoon before her, feeling that the abyssal aura drifting from the battlefield was completely absorbed by the cocoon.

The other side is recovering; her mission is about to be completed!

She will be rewarded by the Succubus Queen and will become the queen's trusted confidante.

"Venusya, give me another 200,000."

The appearance of the minotaur demon broke the atmosphere.

Venusya turned her head dissatisfiedly; even succubi are not exactly benevolent.

"You lost?" the succubus gazed at the battered minotaur demon, though its body was rapidly repairing under the nourishment of the abyssal aura.

But upon realizing this, the succubus's face instantly darkened, her deeply gloomy eyes exuding a dangerous aura.

"One hundred thousand! Give me another hundred thousand, I want to grind those humans to dust!"

Frenzied and evil magical patterns flared across the minotaur demon's head and face; the pain in its body constantly reminded it of everything that had just happened.

It was so close, so close to death.

After lingering with its broken body for a long while, it ran to the succubus, hoping to obtain enough demonic creatures from her.

"They are at the end of their rope; with just a little more effort, we will surely crush them all!"

The minotaur demon failed to notice the succubus's ill intent, lost in hatred it could not escape, its mind filled with thoughts of how, after breaching the camp, it would torture the humans who had nearly killed it.

The succubus's face turned completely cold, and a demonic power erupted!

"They will certainly be crushed, but not by you, trash! It will be by me!"

A peculiarly shaped iron-spiked whip appeared in the succubus's hand; with a flick of her wrist, the whip coiled around the minotaur demon's neck as flexibly as an extension of her arm.

"Though you are trash, you still have other uses!"

The succubus gave a hard pull; the minotaur demon's weak body could not resist and was dragged straight to her feet.

"No, Venusya, you can't kill me; the Abyssal Lords have reached an agreement!" the minotaur demon cried in terror, trying to plead with the succubus to spare him.

"To contribute even a bit of strength to this noble one's birth is the greatest honor of your wretched life!"

The succubus was utterly unmoved; the relationship among the Abyssal Demon Lords is hardly good, with wars between them being almost commonplace.

As she pressed down harder on the minotaur demon's foot, its skull emitted creaking sounds; though the succubus's strength was not outstanding, the demon now had virtually no power to resist.

Boom! The minotaur demon's head burst like a watermelon smashed on the ground, splattering red and white everywhere.

Succubus Venusya extended a finger, smearing the substance that had splattered onto her into her mouth.

"Mmm~ Not bad!"

Savoring the taste on her finger, Succubus Venusya laughed.

A large amount of abyssal aura surged from the minotaur demon's corpse, completely swallowed and absorbed by the cocoon.

Along with everything contributed by the minotaur demon, the demon child within the cocoon fully awakened.

The son of the Succubus Queen, Bero·Kandra, felt the power within his body.

"Not bad, but…… still a bit short!"

Bero·Kandra did not rush to tear open the giant cocoon before him; that was the key to remaining undiscovered by Mordelos.

It was also the ritual for it to swiftly absorb abyssal aura and replenish its strength.

Once it emerged from the giant cocoon, it would be immediately detected, and the Mordelos material realm would launch a punitive expedition; before that, it needed more strength.

"Venusya! Take all your servants, storm that camp, seize some sacrifices and bring them back—I need offerings!" Bero·Kandra's muffled voice echoed from within the giant cocoon.

"As you command!"

Venusya did not question the order; she knew her guard duty was already fulfilled.

At the instant she heard the command, she immediately turned and flew toward the camp.

Accompanying Venusya's command, the demonic creatures that had been guarding the giant cocoon surged like a tide behind her toward the camp.

……

On the camp's side, the arrival of the Tyr Church's Holy Warrior squad eased Mu Yi and company's defensive pressure completely, the previously fierce casualties plummeting cliff-like.

These Holy Warriors are not only skilled fighters; their holy power is also the best choice for healing wounds.

When they took up positions on the various sections of the defensive wall, guarding became easy.

The soldiers, who had already reached their limits, got a chance to rest and catch their breath; everything was moving in a positive direction.

Everyone was immersed in excited joy; this was a battle worthy of being called epic, they had slain nearly twenty times their number of enemies, and it was a war mixed with abyssal demons.

A war of this scale and intensity was enough to earn them a place in history.

The demonic creatures on the battlefield dwindled bit by bit; even Victor·Kli, leading warriors with remaining strength, began launching counter-charges.

Everything seemed to be progressing toward a bright future, like the sun rising on the horizon; the gleam of victory had begun to break through, and they had already endured the harshest chaos and darkness.

Although the several thousand remaining demon beasts on the battlefield still looked numerous, everyone's bodily strength seemed to be brimming with power.

"Boss Mu, why do you look unhappy?" the catgirl Aili asked somewhat strangely.

Even though she couldn't see Mu Yi's face, her perception told her that Mu Yi's mood was very heavy, even though the war was about to end.

Mu Yi shook his head, not knowing why, his heart now filled with panic.

His gaze involuntarily turned toward the forest depths, where the source of danger lay, just as Mu Yi was considering whether to organize personnel to venture into the forest for exploration.

"Boom—rumble~"

A dark-purple wave began to spread, filling every corner of the battlefield; an endless beast tide surged from the forest depths like a bursting dam, sweeping across the sky and earth.

Under the succubus's command, all the demonic creatures in the forest poured out of their nests, unhesitatingly trampling over corpses as they rushed toward the camp.

Attacking and devouring, they destroyed everything utterly, devouring all living things completely.

The restless roars again swept across the battlefield; the blood-soaked air made these already frenzied demon beasts even more agitated, the scent of blood and fire awakening the dormant instincts within their bodies.

Despair!

Utter despair.

Everyone stared dumbfounded at the tide of monsters bursting out of the forest.

They were just a step away from wiping out the first wave of monsters and about to hear cheers of victory.

But as they were about to scale the peak of victory and claim the fruit of honor, an even larger beast tide kicked everyone into a bottomless abyss.

"Everyone, prepare to fight; the war is not over yet!"

Mu Yi's roar awakened the desperate crowd, yet morale kept slipping, and the Cloud Energy above them wavered, reflecting the people's wavering hope of victory.

"Bodyguards, charge with me! The rest, hold the camp! Slay it, and we can still win!"

Mu Yi's gaze fixed rigidly on the succubus; his battle instinct told him she was the only hope to break the deadlock.

The corrupted beasts had completely lost reason; to make them not attack each other and form a tide, there must be a unified commander—or controller.

And the succubus, overseeing the battlefield, was that controller.

Unlike the peripheral corrupted beasts the succubus had assigned to the Ox-Head Demon before, these monsters whose eyes were filled with dark violet patterns had already become total puppets, and their bodies were even sturdier.

Facing such a mad beast tide, humans seemed able to resist only with the camp's sturdy walls, countless alchemical devices, and immensely powerful spells.

By ordinary logic, that is indeed the case.

But at this moment, within the irreversible beast flood, a group of figures was moving upstream.

A flash of arc light streaked by; the formation blade in Mu Yi's hand tore the air, unleashing a scarlet light blade that effortlessly cut a path through the beast tide.

Mu Yi led from the front, guiding the bodyguards formed into a spearhead formation and the Zongwang Players against the tide.

Mu Yi also understood what the final trump card was.

The Military Strategist's final trump card is always the Military Formation.

It's not that there are no other choices, but taking a desperate gamble is the most confidence‑inspiring option among them.

Burning the boats, fighting with one's back to the river… countless Military Strategist predecessors have proven all this with action.

"Kill!"

One step, one slash; each slash a thousand strikes!

Scarlet flames erupted on Mu Yi, the soaring radiance spreading fully, and the bodyguards behind him were entirely engulfed in the scarlet fire.

All the bodyguards received a massive boost; they were surprised to find that each time their attack killed an enemy, their strength grew.

Centered on them, a huge vortex seemed to form, with the battlefield's killing aura and bloodshed all swirling toward its core, and bloodied armor identical to Mu Yi's appeared on them.

Mu Yi wielded his formation blade with the power of the bloodied armor; the storm of blade strikes continuously dismembered the surrounding beasts, and the roar of the cutting wind even drowned out the beasts' howls.

Advance, advance, advance!

No beast could hinder their march; any soldier who halted was instantly torn to pieces by the raging beasts.

Their will and strength turned into firelight that passed to the living bodyguards.

The number of troops kept dwindling, yet their power did not wane.

The camp behind them teetered under the beast tide's onslaught, but Mu Yi felt no ripple in his heart.

Having abandoned thought and command, Mu Yi, fully immersed in the war, filtered out any information that was not pure combat.

Its eyes were already silent; its will became its eyes, locked tightly onto the succubus.

Mu Yi had only one thought at this moment.

Kill her!

The lust for slaughter scattered Mu Yi's reason, and also scattered the reason of the bodyguards behind him.

The beasts raged; at this moment Mu Yi and the bodyguards were even more frenzied.

Violence begets violence; killing stops killing.

A berserk war demon appeared on Mu Yi's inevitable path; this Transcendent Demon confidently charged at Mu Yi.

Mu Yi did not pause at all, meeting the berserk war demon head‑on as he surged forward; his scarlet pupils showed no fear or panic, only cold, frenzied killing intent.

With both hands gripping the formation blade, Mu Yi struck the berserk war demon with a slash that surpassed sound.

Even when the bodyguards once needed time to encircle and crush the war demon, at this moment it was as flimsy as paper.

The formation blade in Mu Yi's hand was wrapped in blood flame; the scarlet fire fell on the war demon's body before the blade even struck, and with the aid of the blood flame the blade sliced the demon's tough flesh cleanly.

Unperturbed by being bisected and still howling, the berserk war demon was stepped over by Mu Yi, who continued deeper into the beast tide.

The feedback from his locked will guided Mu Yi straight toward the right path—the succubus's location, the fiercest part of the beast tide—without any direction.

"Mad humans!"

"Transcendent Rank power! Transcendent Rank agility! Transcendent Rank constitution!"

The succubus crossed her legs, stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth.

"I really want to see how a warrior like this falls after being devoured by desire; it must be wonderful!"

Although Mu Yi's aura was wildly frenzied, the succubus showed no fear; as a demon born from lust, the thought of desire permeated almost her entire life.

She wasn't particularly skilled in combat; the Ox‑Head Demon at its peak was far beyond what she could shake, which is why the Ox‑Head Demon's insults never bothered her, because the Ox‑Head Demon was stronger.

However, being appointed temporary commander by the Abyss Demon Lords, she naturally possessed her own exceptional qualities.

Near‑Legend charisma, combined with the succubus queen's blessing, means any sentient creature below Legend—except those hated monk warriors—will become her puppet, even elemental beings.

Mu Yi's figure was drawing near.

The succubus lifted her fair arm, smiling brightly as Mu Yi approached, already eager to see Mu Yi kneel at her feet, become her slave, licking her foot like a dog.

—Advanced Enchanting Art!

The enchanting power fell upon Mu Yi, and even the soldiers behind him momentarily lost focus.

Mu Yi's rapid charge halted briefly; the succubus manipulated the beasts to avoid him, not wanting such a fine toy ruined by the wild animals.

A seductive smile curled at the succubus's mouth, and with a magnetic, melodious voice she said to Mu Yi:

"Kneel before me!"

Mu Yi's knee bent slightly, then at the next instant sprang upward.

It was only an instant, and even the succubus hadn't reacted yet.

"Time Confusion!"

Tenfold Time Acceleration let Mu Yi bridge the final distance.

Pfft!

A spray of fresh blood burst forth.

The high‑level succubus's delicate body suddenly went rigid; she lowered her head to look at her own chest, and a flame‑blazing formation blade pierced her heart.

She looked at Mu Yi in disbelief; there was no hint of bewilderment in Mu Yi's eyes, only a bone‑chilling murderous intent.

"Kill!"

Mu Yi low shouted, and a crimson blood flame shot up, completely igniting the succubus from the inside out.