Chapter 70: Puppet Legion

Seeing Leiya's limbs go limp, her head buried in his chest, her drunken eyes hazy and her face flushed, Fulade suddenly felt his head spin.

Based on Fulade's observations of the girl's temperament these past few days, he's afraid she won't settle down anytime soon.

Sure enough, Leiya's two pairs of long, slender, rounded legs trembled slightly as she said, "So comfortable, sister still wants to keep something hidden, huh."

"Brother Fulade, could you suck me again?" Leiya lifted her head, gazing at Fulade with a lewd look. "Um—cough, cough, sucking too much is bad for the body," Fulade replied irritably.

"Ah~ really? What a pity."

Fulade patted Leiya's slender, supple waist and said, "Hurry back, if your mother finds out she'll misunderstand."

"Oh, then I'll go back now; next time I'll come find you."

Watching her take a step then look back three times, like a little fox worrying about a stolen chicken, Fulade suddenly frowned and looked toward the entrance of the secret realm.

"Is it here?" Fulade's gaze deep, murmuring to himself.

After a few glances, he stopped paying attention and turned toward the hut.

But before he could take a few steps, Fulade's body instinctively halted.

"What is this?"

"Isn't that the rhombus crystal of the Underworld Fire Demon King?" Fulade's heart leapt; he hurriedly turned his mind's Sea of Consciousness to examine it closely again.

At that time, after Fulade regained consciousness, he had specifically observed it, assuming it had already vanished with his palm.

But somehow, that rhombus crystal reappeared in his Sea of Consciousness.

It was slickly floating in the center of the Sea.

"When did it enter my Sea of Consciousness?" Fulade muttered in disbelief, staring at everything before him.

If he hadn't casually inspected the Sea's space, he wouldn't have known when this thing had appeared inside him.

Perhaps this was also the result of Fulade's subconscious neglect.

After all, within the Sea's space, aside from a currently rather useless Mysterious Light Orb, there was nothing else worth his attention.

Subconsciously, Fulade held his breath and began observing the rhombus crystal.

Upon discovering that the crystal merely floated lightly in the Sea's space without any danger, he relaxed his guard.

Instinctively, Fulade looked again toward the Mysterious Light Orb.

The mysterious system, originally appearing as a blood-colored light orb, had at some point become encased in a white cocoon emitting a faint silver glow, looking very mysterious.

Gazing at the light orb wrapped in the cocoon, Fulade murmured, slightly incredulous:

"Is this… a metamorphosis… upgrade?"

As Fulade examined carefully, his complexion gradually turned odd.

Then he looked again at the center of the Sea, where the rhombus crystal spun slickly.

When Fulade extended his spiritual power toward the crystal, he found that the great energy it once held had already been completely depleted.

Facing this scene, Fulade couldn't help but form a bold conjecture.

Before Fulade could think further, a massive roar sounded at the entrance near the secret realm.

"What's happening?" Fulade frowned, unfurled his huge black bat wings, leapt up, and flew toward the sky.

At this moment, Lu'anna and her daughters also sensed the commotion, grabbed their hunting bows and spears, rushed out of the house, and looked toward the direction of the sound.

When they saw Fulade observing from the sky, Lu'anna halted her figure that had been checking the secret realm entrance, awaiting Fulade's findings.

At the secret realm entrance, a Black Armor Legion of roughly a thousand men, spear in left hand, shield raised in right, marched in perfect formation straight toward the secret realm space.

Not far behind, a mysterious Witch cloaked in a black robe stood.

The earlier massive sound had been caused by that mysterious Witch in black robes.

After dealing with the Centaur that had been closely monitoring the entrance, the Black Armor Legion, under the Witch's command, charged straight into the secret realm space.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the Black Armor Legion set foot in the secret realm, they ran head‑on into three hundred Centaur warriors led by the garrison captain Krus.

This caused the Witch in black robes, observing from behind, to let out a dissatisfied snort.

Under the Witch's command, the Black Armor Legion and the Centaur warriors engaged in fierce melee.

Although the Black Armor Legion numbered many and their equipment appeared quite fine.

But after several rounds of short spear throws from the Centaurs at range, their formation quickly became much looser.

This was not only a tactical counter to their troop type, but also a natural physical advantage of the supernal race.

When Fulade flew into the sky and saw, from afar, a dense rain of black spears, the Black Armor Legion side had lost at least one‑third of its numbers on the battlefield.

It should be noted that these Black Armor Legion troops were heavily armed infantry, and ordinary swords would not easily wound them.

Thus the Centaur race's great strength advantage, especially in burst power, was evident.

However, Fulade showed no delight at the Centaurs' advantage.

Because those Black Armor Legion troops aren't even human~!

When Fulade noticed that this Black Armor Legion's composition was single‑type, lacking ranged archers or cavalry support.

When Krus led the Centaurs in a mobile cavalry charge that easily wiped out most of the Black Armor Legion, Fulade gradually began to sense something amiss.

After all, having been active on battlefields for years, Fulade knew well that an army could never consist of only one troop type.

That would be a pure suicide tactic.

But when Fulade saw that after the Black Armor soldiers died, they all turned into black crystal shards scattered on the ground, he seemed to understand something.

After explaining the situation to the three below, Fulade transformed into a swarm of ghostly bats and dived rapidly toward the battlefield.

When he reached the battlefield and saw the Black Armor soldiers, fearless of death and trading wounds for wounds with ferocious vigor, engaging the Centaurs in close combat, they finally displayed considerable strength.

In an instant, the charging Centaurs suffered considerable losses.

When garrison captain Krus brazenly killed several Black Armor soldiers.

Upon noticing that all the soldiers turned into scattered shattered black crystals upon death, he suddenly woke up, hurriedly led his troops away from the fight.

But by then, for the already scarce Centaur tribe, the irreversible loss had already occurred.

When Fulade arrived, the battle was just drawing to a close.

Picking up a black crystal shard from the ground, Fulade examined it closely for a moment and indeed sensed the aura of magical power fluctuations.

"This should be a puppet army controlled by a Witch; it looks like you've been targeted here."

Fulade didn't turn back, and told the guard captain Keluosi who was walking up behind him his judgment.

"Witch~!" Keluosi exclaimed upon hearing this, his face changed.

He had of course heard a bit about the Witch's mystery and eeriness, but only today did he actually fight her.

Moreover, without even a direct clash, he had inflicted considerable losses on their centaurs, which inevitably cast a shadow over his heart.

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