Chapter 109: The Underground City’s Punitive Expedition Battle (1/2)

“Hehehe!”

The air whistled as images of arrows filled the sky.

“No! Big bro, save me, I don’t want to die here!”

Somebody shouted desperately to the large grey-robed man who had already ran far away. However, their ‘big bro’ completely ignored them.

“Ah, ahh!!” Blood-curdling screams rang in the air one after another, each one louder and more frightful than the last. The sharp arrows tore through their bodies with astonishingly fast speed. Apart from their Transformation Realm leader, the entire group had been turned into hedgehogs.

The arrows held traces of toxic demonic yin qi and immediately began to corrode their bodies upon contact. Soon, traces of black qi rose and dissipated into the air from the corpses.

The Transformation Realm master ran the fastest. He brandished his broadsword as he ran, creating an airtight defense that blocked countless sharp arrows along the way.

He had almost escaped the range of the arrows when the sky suddenly turned dark again and the rain of arrows became even more concentrated. This time, it was targeting him specifically and the speed of the projectiles was even faster than before.

“No-!”

He ran with the greatest speed he could muster. However, this caused his broadsword to slow down by a little.

Although he was fast, the arrows were even faster. He screamed in despair as arrows shot into him from every direction, gleaming as they flew into him.

For a Transformation Realm cultivator like him, a hundred meters was a distance that could be rushed through in a blink of an eye. But at this moment, this short distance actually felt unreachable.

He stumbled under the barrage of the short arrows and couldn’t help but slow down. He waved his broadsword fiercely, letting it weave into a tight defense as he broke through the arrows. However, there were simply too many arrows. One hissed by and stabbed into his shoulder, slowing him down even more. In a flash, countless arrows whizzed past. He fell, his body covered in arrows like a hedgehog left behind in the trailing dust of others. A strange black qi began to float out from his body.

The entire group was completely shot down. Twenty short figures appeared from within the dense mist of the Forbidden Area. They all looked like soldiers, and they were fully armored and equipped with swords that dangled at their side.

The twenty short soldiers walked to the corpses and grumbled incoherently as they prodded them. Then, they split up into groups of two and dragged the ten or so corpses into the cave that led into the forbidden area.

The inside of the cave was completely different from before.

Before, the cave was entirely filled with fog infused with demonic yin qi. Now, there was none of that poisonous qi left, apart from the layer of qi that surged out from the entrance. The inside was bright, with only a few traces of black qi floating in the air.

The inside of the cave had already been replaced with a shockingly different scene.

There were so many war flags that it seemed to be enough to cover the sun and moon, streaming like a rainbow. The swords and weapons scattered across the ground was so numerous that it seemed like not even wind could pass through. Hunting uniforms and the glint of silver armour could be seen everywhere. Dust sprayed into the air as heaven-shaking shouts could be heard from inside.

……

This was an enormous army of a hundred thousand people. Nobody could have imagined that there would be such a big force inside the Forbidden Area.

The ears of these soldiers were tapered, tall and thin. Their bodies were short. They were all from the Underground City.

There was both infantry and cavalry.

Although the cavalry troops were shorter than average, they still appeared extremely powerful and frightening on the backs of the large demonic beasts. Anyone who dared to meet their eyes would immediately be assaulted by a strong murderous aura.

In front of this army that was a hundred thousand strong stood a temporary platform with an altar erected on it. A similarly short and hunch-backed old man with disheveled hair stood there. With his shriveled old hands, he raised a scepter adorned with a human skull above his head. Eerie green light shone out from the scepter. When the soldiers saw this, they began to shout, their eyes filled with a zealous light.

Below the stage, three figures knelt devotedly, repeating something indistinctly.

The hoarse voice of the old man sounded almost like a wailing ghost, and when the soldiers heard his voice, they erupted with another round of cheers.

The old man’s howling slowly died out as he lowered the scepter, causing the soldiers’ shouting to stop as well.

At this moment, some soldiers marched up to the stage and laid down ten or so human corpses. These were precisely the ones who had been shot down earlier.