Chapter 797: Chapter 783: Sudden Upheaval

The Sword Saint Puki was still exposed.

The corridors of the Underground City were deep and winding, with glowing mushrooms hanging on both sides of the rock walls, emitting a faint light.

The Sword Saint Puki darted through the dim light with the [Wandering Body Step Level 10], his tentacles wielding four longswords that occasionally swung at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, slicing any approaching Puki in two.

The attacks from the Pukis were endless.

They tunneled out from rock crevices, descended from the ceilings, and even emerged from the soil underfoot, attempting to find even a momentary flaw in the Sword Saint Puki, but to no avail. Even Little Pig had been decapitated by the Sword Saint.

As he made his way up from the Deep Area, fully opening both [Qi Sensitivity] and [Magic Perception], he scouted for any clues.

He even stumbled upon a buried treasure on the sixth level but, to his regret, hadn’t found any sign of the boss.

Reaching the fifth layer, he continued moving at full speed.

This level was quite a unique one; according to the guild’s records, Pukis first appeared on this level.

Moreover, it was almost entirely populated by Pukis, with no other demons present.

Just as the Sword Saint was about to step into the Swamp Area at the center of the fifth layer, the Mushroom Forest swayed violently in the wind, and a shadow burst forth, flying low and straight towards him!

"Xiao Hei? So she was already under the boss’s care at this point in time."

The Sword Saint finally halted, his tentacles crossed the longswords in front as Xiao Hei collided, and with a twist of his mushroom body, he deflected Xiao Hei into the muddy swamp.

"Awoo!"

Xiao Hei stabilized herself, shook off the mud, and turned to charge once more.

This time, without enough distance for Xiao Hei to accelerate, the Sword Saint deftly leapt aside, evading Xiao Hei’s pounce.

Simultaneously, a flash of the sword and a large black tail spun through the air before falling to the side.

If this were the Xiao Hei strengthened by the Ancient Dragon Path, he might have had some trouble dealing with her.

However, at this time point in the Illusion Realm, Xiao Hei, even with the attribute advantage of a Dragon Man, posed no threat to the Sword Saint.

Suddenly, the tailless Xiao Hei lost balance and rolled beneath the Sword Saint, splashing mud and sludge as she went.

"Awooooo~~~!" Xiao Hei wailed pitifully, using all her limbs to scramble back into the Mushroom Forest, too embarrassed to show herself again.

The Sword Saint didn’t pursue her. Instead, he slashed the muddy water with his sword, revealing a space beneath supported by mycelium.

Knight Puki leaped out, his Tentacle Blade thrusting directly at the Sword Saint’s mushroom cap, but after a deft sidestep, he was sliced into five pieces and fell into the swamp.

Dealing with the Knight Puki, the Sword Saint sensed the area but continued on, completely unaware that in a corner of the underground network, there grew an unremarkably plain Green Mushroom.

Long after the Sword Saint’s aura faded, Xiao Hei cautiously peeked out from behind a toppled mushroom cap.

She sniffled, and tears dripped down the gaps of her scales, carefully hugging her severed tail with her claws before retreating further into the Mushroom Forest.

The Sword Saint Puki fought all the way from the Deep Area to the first layer, and then back down to the Deep Area again, but to no avail.

Instead, he encountered a new attack upon descending once more.

"Water Snake Technique!"

Big niece, why are you...

The spell cast by Inanna posed no threat, yet the Sword Saint felt an urge to spit blood.

...

The endless battle persisted for an indeterminate length of time.

The Sword Saint had long given up looking for the boss’s presence.

However, this did not signify the end.

He found himself unable to leave.

Chis, Puki, Xiao Hei, Inanna, even Earth Worms... he had slain everything he could, and yet the fog refused to disperse, with new Pukis continuously emerging from the Underground City’s Fungal Mat like relentless, unending weeds.

He regretted not installing a [Flaming Dragon Breath] in his repertoire.

Relying solely on four swords, facing the overwhelmingly vast Fungal Mat, filled him with a sense of powerlessness.

The magic power consumed by using swords wasn’t much, but this prolonged high-intensity combat was swiftly depleting the Sword Saint’s internal magic reserves.

Standing before an expanse of Fungal Mat, the Sword Saint Puki fell into deep thought.

Continuing to fight against it meant certain death from depleted magic power.

Sitting to recharge magic seemed perilous, but had a sliver of success possibility.

The soldiers of the Fungus Castle that failed to emerge from the fog mostly failed to resurrect as mushrooms.

The Sword Saint didn’t know if, in his current state, he could resurrect if he died in there.

Unfortunately, he had no other choice.

The entire Underground City was the fog scene; he couldn’t fight his way out to an area without the Fungal Mat to restore his status.

Pffft—

Decisively, the Sword Saint Puki sat down, and the mycelium of the Fungal Mat naturally connected to his mushroom body.

The next moment, for the first time in the fog, he heard the exasperated voice of the boss, "Still have the nerve to steal power? Get lost!"

"Sigh... as expected..."

The remaining magic power within his mushroom body was instantly drained by the Fungal Mat, and with a kick of his two short legs, the Sword Saint Puki—died.

...

Consciousness rose from the ocean, and upon awakening, Elvyn found himself surrounded by Pukis, their mushroom caps drooping, casting a shadow enveloping him.

As always, upon being resurrected, the boss’s voice rang in his mind: "You’re awake, Sword Saint who can’t even handle the fog."

The Sword Saint stood up, using his tentacles to rub his butt, admitting defeat honestly: "Sorry, I messed up, how’s the situation on that side?"

"Hmph! There weren’t many casualties, the fog was intercepted by a reserve team arranged by Little Pig, and after that, it began receding. The coast is still being protected, but no more fog is coming from the Empire’s direction."

Relieved that no irreversible damage had occurred, the Sword Saint let out a breath: "That’s good."

"It’s not good at all." A Cow and Horse Puki with four swords stepped forward, tossing them at his feet, the blades clashing with a crisp ding.

Seeing this familiar scene, the Sword Saint tilted his mushroom cap slightly: "What?"

"While reshaping your body, the situation has become extremely dire. If you don’t hurry to the front lines... it’ll be the end!"

The Sword Saint abruptly raised his mushroom cap high: "Extremely dire? Are the Dwarves that strong? Or did the Empire launch an attack? Even so, with the strength of the Fungus Castle, it shouldn’t reach the point of impending doom, right?"

"The Empire did attack, but it’s not the Fungus Castle that’s facing doom..." Lin Jun paused, his tone a bit helpless, "It’s the United Kingdom."

"?!"

"Don’t mess it up this time." Lin Jun didn’t provide further explanation, and lights from a temporary Teleportation Array lit up beneath the Sword Saint Puki’s feet, and with a flash, his figure vanished.

...

Assembling his body once again, the Sword Saint had started becoming accustomed to dying once every so often. Almost as soon as his consciousness returned, he spread out his perception.

A massive Magic Shield enveloped the beleaguered city, the semi-transparent barrier violently trembling under magical bombardment.

In the sky, Number Ten and Lorenzo were furiously unleashing magic power, striking column upon column of lightning and beams outside the city.

On the city walls, humans, Pukis, and the Demon Race battled mercilessly; the clash of swords, dying wails, and the booming of Puki Self-Destruction merged into one.

In the distant fields, a gigantic Puki was being pummeled into the ground by an Abyss Beast, its tentacles flailing wildly, mushroom cap half-collapsed.

Pukis nearby assembled him, and without rest, charged toward the city walls as though fearing a moment’s delay would lead to serious consequences.

The Sword Saint stood, looking at the familiar city engulfed in flames, his mushroom cap wrinkled with wavy edges.

"Oath City... still besieged! How did this happen? What about the new defense line?"

Above, a lightning ball descended from the layers of dark clouds, and upon contacting the city’s Shield, the blinding lightning burst forth, both the Shield and the lightning ball dissipated together...

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