Chapter 108: The True Face of the Demon King's Army!

Labyrinth fourth layer, under the high tower leading to the third layer, a mighty army of skeletons assembled into an endless legion.

The forest covered by mist seemed to be obscured by this endless sea of skeletons.

In every terrifying skull flickered ghost-green soul fire, the light deep in the eye sockets cold and dead, as if the chill seeping from the depths of hell.

Those pairs of burning pupils looked straight ahead, and the iron swords and shields held in their hands made clashing sounds in the mist.

The clattering sounds intertwined with the friction of bones, like a symphony of death, filling the gloomy air...

It was not just skeleton soldiers—

In that tidal army, there were also large numbers of cave spiders, lizardmen, as well as a small number of little demons flapping their wings and zombies of all shapes and sizes.

And even more chilling was that almost every monster assembled here was suspected of possessing extraordinary power above the Black Iron level!

Although it is not easy to judge the strength of little demons and lizardmen from their appearance, it is relatively easy to distinguish skeleton soldiers of different levels.

Looking at that vast sea of skeletons, even the most experienced adventurers couldn't help but feel cold hands and feet, trembling all over.

"Since when were there so many undead in the labyrinth?!"

"Look... their weapons!"

"Is that a musket?!"

"Not just muskets... there are inscriptions on the iron pipes! Well, it seems to be a magic device?!"

"Magic device?!"

"How is that possible!"

"Where did they grab them from?!"

The pressure of death came rushing toward them.

And what shocked everyone even more was yet to come.

A man carrying a long gun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes staring fixedly at the moving iron can not far away, his face looking as if he had seen a ghost.

That is...

Dwarf inscription puppet?!

He had only heard of this thing in legends, never expected to see it with his own eyes in reality!

Besides this, there were lizardman cavalry riding giant spiders, as well as little demons flying in the sky carrying things suspected to be dynamite packs, etc...

However, compared to the shock brought by the magic device, these things that would be enough to scare him on weekdays were not worth being surprised about here.

Just as the adventurers were watching the assembled monsters, these minions of the Demon King were also looking at these temporary friendly forces at close range.

According to the data just updated on the official website, Mist Town is a small town with about two thousand people. This includes nearly a thousand permanent residents, as well as adventurers who came to the B4 layer for various purposes.

However, the survivors standing here at this moment were only a mere two hundred or so.

In other words, nearly two thousand lives had fallen into that blood-red fog, becoming eggs incubating Chaos creatures! The two sides looked at each other, and the atmosphere between them was a bit stiff.

Especially the ninety knights of the Trident Knights, all of them stared fixedly at the group of undead emitting unclean auras, wishing they could purify them.

"... What a blasphemy."

A priest closed his eyes, drew a cross on his chest, unable to bear looking at the skeletons that made him physically uncomfortable, while praying silently in his heart, begging for Saint Xisi's forgiveness.

Faced with the gazes of his colleagues and the whispering behind him, Charles, standing on high ground, was similarly complicated in mood, not knowing what expression to make.

As a priest who graduated from the Royal Shenxue Academy, a member of the Trident Knights, and shouldering the heavy responsibility of defending faith and justice, he had purified evil countless times and fought against these fallen ones.

However, faced with the threat from Chaos, he now had to stand on the same front line with these unforgivable evils.

Just as his colleague behind him said—

What a blasphemy! Looking at the tormented Charles, Luo Yan, standing on the side, smiled faintly and said in a very soft voice.

"If you feel you can't accept it, you can go back first. The only requirement I have for you is not to hold us back. I really don't have the energy to deal with Chaos while also having a showdown with you."

This new "Demon King" seemed even more open-minded than imagined.

So much so that Charles couldn't help but have an illusion for a moment—as if the one standing here was not the Demon King, but an ordinary human monarch.

He was silent for a long time, finally shook his head slowly, and said with a firm tone.

"No, please let us stay here and fight side by side with you."

Pausing, he cast his gaze toward the deep red beam of light in the distance and the rift coiling around the beam, slowly opening his mouth to continue.

"Evil also has a priority. Compared to standing with the undead, turning around and running away while ignoring the evil before our eyes is a greater blasphemy."

This sentence convinced not only himself.

It also convinced the knights standing behind him.

The victims who died under Nuoweier's conspiracy were ultimately the subjects of Grand Duke Campbell, the servants of Saint Xisi, and humans without a doubt.

No matter for what reason, they had no reason to run away from here.

Charles looked back at his teammates behind him, then cast his gaze toward the mercenary guards and adventurers of Mist Town, raising his volume and shouting.

"Listen to me! Lads!"

Hearing Charles's shout, pairs of shaken eyes looked at him, and the crowd stopped their suspicious whispering in unison.

The badge of the Trident Knights still had considerable deterrent power in Lei Ming County.

It was almost equivalent to Grand Duke Campbell himself standing here.

Glancing around at the adventurers and mercenary guards present, Charles gripped the mace in his hand, his knuckles turning white.

"I know your hearts must be full of fear and doubt, and there must be a pile of questions you want to ask, but please leave these questions for after everything is over! At this very moment, we are facing the most treacherous of the four gods of Chaos—Nuoweier, the Mist of Deception!"

"In the face of its army and evil, the monsters and undead in the labyrinth are simply not worth mentioning! Their chaos and destruction will swallow this world, if we don't unite, no one will be spared!"

"Did you hear the sneaky sounds in your ears? That sound is its whisper, that guy is using all its strength to blow wind in your ears! Making you doubt, making you fear, making you turn and run, or throw yourself into its embrace... don't doubt it, once you follow its meaning, the next one to die will definitely be you! As long as you can hear its voice, that means you have already been branded by it!"

Hearing Charles's voice, the crowd around was in an uproar, whether it was adventurers, mercenary guards, or civilians, all showed expressions of fear.

The brand of the evil spirit of Chaos! Inside their bodies! There is no story more terrifying than this... its deterrence even far exceeded the undead army standing right in front of them!

"Don't fear!"

Glancing around at those pairs of eyes written with fear, Charles brewed his emotions for a moment, and shouted with a loud voice.

"Don't retreat and avoid!"

"The seeds of conspiracy have been planted in our bodies, no matter where we run, even if we run to the Netherworld, we will never escape its palm!"

"There is only one way to erase the mark left by Nuoweier in our bodies—that is to face its existence directly, and then let it roll back to where it came from!"

Looking at the gradually rekindled morale and fighting spirit, Charles continued to roar with that high-pitched voice.

"Its conspiracy has already killed more than 90% of the innocent people in Mist Town, and it intends to involve more people!"

"Just this once—"

"I implore you to pick up your weapons, stand side by side with us, and stand side by side with the monsters next to us!"

"Even if we will fight head-to-head in the labyrinth tomorrow, but at least now—please point your swords at those evil spirits from the deepest part of Chaos!"

"For the Campbell Principality! For the land Saint Xisi has bestowed upon us! For ourselves!"

That inspiring roar passed through the forest, scattered the mist, and blew away the hesitation and indecision in the hearts of the adventurers.

Standing with the monsters in the labyrinth! That was something they had never imagined.

However, they had no choice.

They had no way out. Just as the knight said, they had already been marked by the evil spirit of Chaos.

No matter where they hid, even if they retired and ran back to their hometown, and crawled into some remote alley where no one knew who they were, it would be nothing more than bringing the curse and shame back together.

"For the Campbell Principality!"

"For the land Saint Xisi has bestowed upon us!"

"For ourselves!"

That mobilization was no longer Charles's one-man show, the crowd raising their weapons responded to his call, reorganized their ranks one after another, and picked up the courage they had discarded.

Looking at those pairs of eyes rekindled with fighting spirit, Luo Yan couldn't help but suspect whether this guy had used some magic to increase charm value.

Like Holy Word or something.

However, even so, standing on the side of friendly forces, he wouldn't be so tactless as to expose this completely redundant trick.

The fact that this group of guys didn't tuck their tails and run away, but chose to stand here and face the mess of Mist Town with them, was already worth praising.

This was a disaster caused by the surface humans themselves.

Although the ritual of Chaos was lit in the labyrinth, all this chaos was from beginning to end because of the suspicion in their hearts.

Standing in the crowd of adventurers, Alex looked up at Charles and the knights of the Trident Knights, feeling hot blood surging in his chest.

Hero!

This word suddenly appeared in his mind and overlapped with that majestic figure.

And it was precisely at this moment that he suddenly realized what he was pursuing—

What he longed for was neither adventure! Nor pleasing any so-called god!

It was to become a hero in people's eyes—

Or rather, a legend!

And at this very moment, it was the time when people needed him! Driven by courage and responsibility, his footsteps moved on their own, he stood out from the crowd, and pointed his sword at the sky obscured by gray mist.

"Alex Spinol!"

"You might not know the name of this greenhorn, but the second son of the Spinol family swears to you here that one day you will hear stories about him from the mouths of bards, and be proud that you once fought bravely under his command!"

Faced with those pairs of eyes that were either suspicious or looking at a lunatic, he did not retreat in the slightest, but imitated Charles's appearance and shouted loudly.

"In the adventurer line of work, I am just a greenhorn, whether it is combat experience or adventure experience, it is far inferior to you! But on the battlefield, I have commanded hundred-man units to participate in ten-thousand-man legion battles! I have the confidence to tell you when to advance and when to retreat! Only I can bring you back from the battlefield alive!"

"Please give your strength to me!"

"I swear by the name of Alex Spinol—a name destined to become a legend! I will advance and retreat with you, and will never leave you behind!"

Perhaps it was because of the shade of Count Spinol, or perhaps that inspiring speech really moved the hot-headed people, people holding weapons began to walk in front of him and stood in a crooked formation under Alex's command.

A mercenary full of ruffian air walked in front of Alex and extended his right hand to him.

"I hate guys who love to show off, and I hate you nobles born with a silver spoon in your mouth even more... but unfortunately my boss died in the town, compared to other guys who don't know what's going on to command us, you might indeed be a little more reliable."

"Thanks!" Alex reached out and wanted to hold that hand, but the mercenary just gave him a high-five, and then returned to the square formation.

That person patted the musket on his shoulder and whistled.

"Tell me when you need him!"

Alex clenched his fists and said with a smile.

"Definitely!"

More and more people chose to stand with him, and after high-fiving this newly appointed commander, joined the square formation.

"Come on, Spinol kid!"

"I once fought under your father, hope the tiger father has no dog son."

"If I die, remember to bring my adventurer card back, the Adventurers' Guild in Lei Ming City needs to know what I did for them."

Looking at those pairs of eyes changing from suspicion to trust, from looking at a lunatic to looking at a madman, Alex felt his heart surging.

Succeeded! He actually really did it?! Even he himself couldn't believe that Alex, who could barely maintain the formation relying on the shade of his ancestors, actually united a troop of over a hundred people by his own strength! Even if it was unity under the pressure of the situation!

Fenis watched the young master who was gradually maturing with excitement, and Xiuwen also cast an admiring gaze at him.

Including the knights of the Trident Knights, and Charles who led the team, all cast approving glances at him.

The combat style of the Knights is different from mercenaries, even if one knight is separated to lead them, it is difficult not to make them a burden on the battlefield.

At this time, it is most appropriate for a noble who has commanded an army to serve as their captain, especially since this noble happened to be an adventurer.

The mobilization before the battle was completed, Charles looked at the man standing next to him who was suspected to be the Demon King—or rather, the Demon King himself.

"Do you need to say something to your subordinates?"

He was very curious.

How does the Demon King's army usually conduct war mobilization.

Faced with Charles's well-intentioned reminder, Luo Yan just smiled faintly, turned and walked toward his troops, leaving him a majestic back.

"Demon King—"

"No need for nonsense."

Regardless of Charles's astonished expression, Luo Yan, who only revealed his identity to him, returned to the front of the formation and waved his hand toward his minions.

"Advance!"

The solemn and majestic voice passed through the entire forest, followed by the deafening friction of bones! The mountain-shaking creaking sound was like thousands of trees breaking, and also like the wailing sound made by the torn earth.

Countless monsters rushed to the battlefield following his order, without a second of hesitation! The adventurers who witnessed all this were shocked, and even more fortunate that these monsters were their friendly forces in this battle!

And the most shocked were the knights of the Trident Knights.

In their impression, the Demon King's army had never been so united...

Charles could only comfort himself in his heart.

The organizational difficulty of a million-strong army is different from that of a unit of less than ten thousand.

The reason why this Demon King's army has such cohesion is simply because there are not enough monsters...

In the shadow of the forest, Sarah, who had been waiting, walked quietly to Luo Yan's side.

It was not just her.

The overlord of the first layer of the labyrinth, Okdo, as well as the patriarch of the Guardian Clan, Zelike, also revealed their figures one after another, standing on both sides of the Demon King.

At this time, the earth began to tremble, a giant cave spider head drilled out from the ground, lifting Luo Yan from the ground with its wide back.

Spitting out a mouthful of mud, Alakdo said in fear and trepidation.

"Master Demon King, your servant is late!"

Luo Yan laughed.

"How could that be? Rather, you came just in time."

The field of vision was raised along with Alakdo emerging from the ground, and he turned around, looking down at those tense faces, slowly opening his mouth.

"We will be responsible for the frontal battlefield."

"As for the flanks—"

"Leave it to you."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 109 =====