Chapter 98: The Turbulent and Unsettling Modelos Material Realm

Just as the soldiers bore immense pressure, some even swaying on the verge of collapse, Mu Yi spoke.

I am Mu Yi, your new deputy camp chief!

Frankly speaking, I am very disappointed with you!

Hearing Mu Yi speak, everyone present couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief; but upon clearly hearing his words, they froze, their heartbeats seeming to skip a beat.

Everyone's faces instantly turned solemn, their postures straightening involuntarily; they did not wish to be looked down upon, even if the object was a superior they had not yet acknowledged.

Mu Yi's expression grew heavy, and he continued.

Today I have gathered you here; the camp chief has already informed you of the news about the demonized beast tide in the Twilight Forest, but what I want to tell you is……

The battle is far more difficult than you imagine!

Our scout partners have tallied the numbers of demonized creatures deep in the forest!

Saying this, Mu Yi paused for a moment, and even the onlooker Klei and others became serious.

They had not yet received such news; last time, Maen's team scout only glanced from afar, and even failed to see the full scope of the beast tide.

They knew that the lone scout Toronto had just returned; now it seems the situation may be worse than they imagined.

Five hundred thousand! Exactly five hundred thousand demonized creatures have gathered in the depths of the Twilight Forest!

An uproar erupted; everyone was dazed by this terrible news, the horrifying number leaving them speechless.

Even the Zongwang Players' faces turned grim; setting aside the fodder demon beasts, if among the five hundred thousand demonized creatures there are over a thousand Transcendent beings, it would be an absolutely devastating blow for them.

Moreover, this proportion can only be higher, never lower.

Toronto's report also made Mu Yi feel damned; it seemed that, inexplicably, their camp had become a turning point in the world's opposition.

It was as if attacking Peaceful County had inexplicably become the turning point of World War II.

He did not know whether only they faced such a predicament, or whether other camps also faced the demon threat.

But one thing is certain: if they do nothing, the Seventh Camp is doomed, and the gains from this large dungeon venture will be completely wasted.

Just as everyone felt dazed, Mu Yi promptly dropped another bombshell.

Among them are mixed true Abyss Demons; even the camp chief, or I myself, would find them hard to oppose!

Yes, not only succubi, but other Abyss Demons as well.

Just the Abyss Demons discovered by Toronto include berserker demons, four-armed snake demons, and giant ox demons……

Abyss Demons all belong to Transcendent beings.

Each pure Abyss Demon possesses a starting line equal to that of a dragon; perhaps there are some differences, but they will certainly not be far off.

Most Abyss Demons are chaotic evil creatures; bloodlust, brutality, and slaughter are their nature, basically there is no reasoning with them.

Once they breach the camp, death and slaughter will be everyone's fate.

The soldiers grew increasingly restless; the enemy's power surpassed their imagination, and combined with the dual effect of the fear aura and dragon's might at this moment, some soldiers even began to have difficulty breathing.

Mu Yi did not stop; he continued speaking.

This is not to frighten you; I am merely stating a fact—the ferocity of the challenge we will face far exceeds your imagination!

Even the slightest carelessness could lead to total collapse.

Once the camp is breached, our rear defense zone will fall; the villages and towns behind us will lose their greatest protection, and even against demonized creatures they would hardly have any means to fight back.

Pausing, Mu Yi gazed at the soldiers before him and spoke with a louder voice.

Among the villages and towns that might be breached, perhaps your parents, wives, and descendants' friends are there!

Imagine, if the beast tide breaches the camp, it will freely storm into the villages and towns, wildly attacking your loved ones, tearing their bodies apart and devouring……

Are you willing to see such a sight?

Mu Yi's voice rang like a bell, as if an invisible flame had been ignited in the soldiers' hearts.

The soldiers frowned, their faces filled with worry; merely imagining that scene made them unable to sit still.

No! Absolutely not!

A resolute voice rose from many soldiers who could not hold back.

No, absolutely not!

The rising and falling voices gradually gathered into a loud, resolute tone.

Seeing the soldiers beginning to become fervent, Mu Yi nodded; morale was usable.

He could feel the soldiers' will converging toward unity; he still needed to add another spark.

Mu Yi raised both hands to signal the soldiers to calm down, then continued his speech.

I know you chose to become soldiers, honing your martial arts and bodies, coming here to garrison—not for yourselves, but to protect those you cherish!

I believe you are willing to sacrifice your lives for the camp out of honor and duty, using sacrifice to guard the rear's tranquility!

But tell me, do you truly have confidence to block that boundless beast tide?

The soldiers' unrest grew greater; the cruel reality was like a bucket of ice water poured over their heads, pulling them all from fervor back to reality.

"What should we do?" Amid the unrest, the cavalry captain at the forefront of the cavalry unit stepped forward, solemnly and seriously asking Mu Yi.

"Sir, what should we do!"

"How to do it? Very simple! Hold the camp and crush all incoming enemies!" Mu Yi said without hesitation, decisively.

Another soldier stepped out of the ranks, not out of fear or weakness, but with feeling and doubt.

"But that's five hundred thousand demonized creatures; can we really win?"

"We can win!" Mu Yi replied firmly.

"Because here I am, you are here, and I lead you!"

"Thus we shall surely win!"

Mu Yi's words, nearly arrogant, came from his mouth, but the soldiers felt no embarrassment or discomfort.

They had heard of Mu Yi's epic legend of hunting giant beasts, and had seen the two huge tusks visited at the camp's center.

They recognize Mu Yi's power, and also recognize Mu Yi's confidence at this moment.

It is like a flame suddenly lit in bewildering darkness; they, by Instinct, chose to follow.

Mu Yi gestured toward the bard behind him, and the empty wilderness suddenly filled with increasingly stirring music.

Mu Yi lifted the battle flag behind him, raising it high; the red radiance, together with the stirring music, instantly swept over all the soldiers.

"Mo De Luo Si, ever soaring and unextinguished!"

"We shall surely achieve victory!"

Mu Yi roared loudly, and the flame born from his spirit began to spread outward from the battle flag in his hand.

"Must win!"

"Must win!"

"Must win!"

The soldiers, whose emotions were stirred by multiple overlapping methods, began to shout in unison, their voices echoing to the heavens.

Vital essence began to coalesce from the soldiers, rising into the sky as rolling Cloud Energy, and the energies of heaven and earth spontaneously gathered toward the Cloud Energy.

Everyone felt the surge of power; Wei Duo·Ke Li looked somewhat stunned at Mu Yi, whose figure seemed a head taller, thinking that with such power perhaps they could truly win.

Wei Duo·Ke Li, his emotions infected, drew his sword and pointed it toward the heavens, joining the roars.

"Must win!"

Even the succubi deep in the forest felt the earth‑shaking roar.

"Pathetic humans!" The succubus ran her slender finger across her lips, excitement flashing in her eyes.

It was the excitement of a future that would scorch all living beings.

She lay quietly upon a throne fashioned from a massive stone, reveling in the sensation of being guarded by countless followers.

Around her were countless silent figures, their bodies marked with dark violet patterns; Abyssal Breath tormented their souls to the brink, corroding their reason like poison.

Now, the beasts have completely lost their intelligence, being manipulated by Abyss Demons like puppets; apart from enemies and the "Master," they perceive nothing else.

Crouched within the thick Abyssal Breath, they awaited the "Master's" command.

"Cherish your final moments, for even the gods cannot halt the Abyss's expansion."

"Struggle with all your might in the blood and darkness of the Abyss! You will all become demons' souls!"

The succubus was so immersed in her own world that she could not extricate herself; merely thinking of what was about to happen made her body tense, drowning in an inexplicable desire she could not shake.

The four‑armed serpent demons and other Abyss Demons nearby stared coldly at the succubus; had she not possessed the Abyss Lord's blessing, they would never obey such a harlot's command.

"When exactly will we strike? Those damned insects have already come many times!"

Toronto's scouts have already alarmed these demons, but under the succubus's orders they can only restrain their bloodlust and remain here quietly.

"Soon! Soon! The horn of destruction has already sounded; once it matures, this place will be wholly claimed by the Abyss!"

The succubus pays no mind to the four‑armed serpent demons' hatred; Abyss Demons are like that, constantly embroiled in internal strife and slaughter, even the succubi who are followers of the succubus queen are locked in endless conflict.

The succubus stared greedily at the figure wrapped in Abyssal Breath within the massive cocoon before her.

The succubus queen's offspring, bearing the unknown Abyss Demon lord's bloodline, can rival the divine offspring of the gods.

Now, this divine offspring will lead them to cut off Mo De Luo Si's material realm's rear path, bringing about the Abyss's invasion of the material realm and devouring the entire material realm.

Before that, all she must do is quietly guard the other, ensuring its birth.

Even though they have already detected Toronto's probing, they still make no rash moves.

No one expected that the horde of demonic beasts summoned by the succubus was not for attack, but for protection.

To protect a demonic divine offspring not yet fully born.

……

Iron Wall Third Defense Zone, a hidden underground chamber.

The walls of the underground chamber were carved with countless bizarre images: demons, lava, altars, and a phantom demon shrouded in darkness.

Dim phosphorescent flames flickered, casting a terrifying glow over the entire underground room.

A group of demon worshippers in black robes knelt beneath the altar, interlaced hands crawling on the ground in prayer; their reasons for worshiping demons differed, yet now they share the same purpose.

They have all sold their souls to demons for power, and now have only one goal.

Summon Abyss Demons, using their power to cleanse the world.

Upon the altar stands a red‑robed priest whose face is obscured, holding a crystal sphere in his palm while chanting ancient demonic language.

The Abyssal Breath that surged from the prayer was continuously absorbed by the crystal sphere; for the ultimate goal, they must lie in careful stealth, preventing any Abyssal Breath from leaking.

"Not enough, still not enough, accumulation still insufficient, my lord cannot descend!"

A diseased expression flickered across the red priest's indistinct, aged face.

Not everyone who turns to demons does so for revenge; some also turn to demons out of greed.

The red priest's reason for turning to demons is simple: he does not wish to die of old age, nor is he a follower of the gods; death constantly haunts him.

Thus he aligned with demons, offering betrayal and slaughter as sacrifices, giving everything of his to transform into an Abyss Demon.

A resolute flash crossed his aged face; he could wait no longer, his body could no longer sustain the wait.

"Begin the sacrificial rite! Let the breath of fear spread to every corner of the city!"

"Your Excellency, High Priest! The church guards are scrutinizing tightly; we have already lost many personnel…"

"No need to continue hiding!"

A cold expression spread across the red priest's face; no one could stop his quest for immortality.

"My lord has his own plans; from today, everyone mobilizes, using all you can to perform the sacrificial rite, hastening my lord's descent!"

"The Abyss will ultimately devour everything! My lord's will will shroud the Abyss!"

Not only the succubus queen is scheming; the Abyss Lords are also plotting, and even mortals scheme out of their own greed.

The moment the Abyss set its sights on Mo De Luo Si's material realm, the arrival of crisis was sealed.

The Abyss Demons deceive, destroy, and threaten, employing every possible means against all forces of the Mo De Luo Si Material Realm.

For the expeditionary force that has yet to be formed, the Abyss Demons' role in sowing discord within it has been indispensable.

The Comprehensive Net benefits not only the Material Realm; the Abyss is also shrouded by the Comprehensive Net, with gods using the Comprehensive Net and the demon lords within the Abyss likewise exploiting it.

No matter how turbulent the strife, however gods and demons clash, the ones who ultimately suffer are the living beings of the Material Realm.

Only those chosen by the Comprehensive Net, or who achieve Legend, can have even a sliver of a chance to grasp their own destiny amid the turmoil.