Chapter 854 -839: Battle of the Strongest

“It’s actually true…”

At the forefront of the human battle formation, witnessing Link standing opposite, Alama and Lorenzo’s expressions were extremely grim.

Especially since they occasionally felt the seemingly deliberate gazes from the direction of the dwarves and elves.

“We can still make up for it…” Lorenzo used the magic staff in his hand as a baton and swung it down in the direction of Link and the Demon King, “As long as we stop him here!”

The mages and archers, ready and waiting, launched their attack simultaneously. The sharp whistles of arrows and the buzzing of casting blended into one, pouring toward the two distant figures.

“Attack!” The elves and dwarves followed up, pressing the battlefield’s center with flames, thunderstorms, earth spikes, and thorny vines.

The Demon King raised his hand; the soil lifted by the mage was pressed back to the ground by him, the spreading vines withered suddenly, and even the magic that was close by veered off in mid-air, crashing into the follow-up arrows and exploding into a sky full of fire.

His actions were slow and unhurried, seeming to dismiss the three races alliance army, but internally, he was not as calm as he appeared.

“It knows we would come.”

Link glanced at the panel which had dimmed since moments ago.

“Then there is no retreat.” He gripped his sword, twisting his wrist, “What’s the chance of winning?”

“Less than twenty percent.”

Link raised an eyebrow: “That’s still fine; at least it’s more than ten percent.”

From the start, he and the Demon King never held certainty of victory.

They are indeed powerful, but what they face is not just the whole world, but also the Mushroom Lord that ties all living beings into one through mycelium.

Even if this raid progresses under the most ideal conditions, the Demon King’s calculated odds of victory never exceeded sixty percent.

Now, it’s simply worse.

Link stopped thinking about success or failure and let his consciousness sink gradually, leaving only the weight of the sword in his hand.

The wind swept past the edge of the cave, stirring the loose hair on his shoulder.

The next moment, he turned into a sharp sword light, slicing through all attacks, landing in front of the nearest dwarf formation.

Bado, originally annoyed by the overwhelmingly dense long-range firepower from the three races making it inconvenient for him to charge with his axe, suddenly found the sword light coming at him with surprise.

It should be known, the dwarf array is undoubtedly the most solid among the three races, rationally speaking, solving the weakest humans or the elves with the strongest long-range capabilities first makes more sense.

Surprise lingered on Bado’s face for only a moment before it was replaced by exhilaration.

“Come on, come on, let me see just how strong you ‘strongest’ really are?”

The red giant axe swung out with afterimages, heavily colliding with the unstoppable sword light!

Boom—!

The sword light was halted, and armor-clad Bado smashed like an iron cannonball into his own steel battle line behind him.

Among the massive dwarves knocked over, only Bado was still moving, supporting himself and his blood-soaked arms with the giant axe, struggling to his feet; the other dwarves had been jolted to death by the impact.

Link flipped the longsword, which had a notch, and was about to deliver the final blow to Bado when a curved saber thrown by Eco whizzed toward him.

The speed of the curved saber was exceptionally fast and seemed almost instantaneous to the average person, but to Link, it was still too slow.

This kind of attack lacking variation, whether blocking or dodging, he could handle with ease.

However, just when Link was about to take action, a terrifying power-laden thunder suddenly struck from the void, forcing Link to turn his sword to cut the descending lightning.

Sparks flew and exploded open, and several unfortunate dwarfs who had just charged forward were again struck down by misfortune.

In that brief moment of blocking lightning, the curved saber pierced into his shoulder.

At this moment, the happiest of all had to be No. 1 atop the elf’s head.

A great achievement… The peak of a mushroom life’s achievement seemed within reach!

It waved a tentacle: “That’s it, Eco! Let’s go! Coordinate the thunder to take him down in one breath!”

[Honesty]

“Thunder here, restrain the force for now.”

As the Demon King spoke, the second thunder originally readying itself above the cave lost its energy supply and flickered a few times before extinguishing.

“The entire Underground City is under its control, these people are just cannon fodder to wear us down. The real target is only one; don’t get held back.”

Link pulled out the curved saber that had pierced halfway into his shoulder and cast it to the ground, once again preparing to sprint: “Won’t take long.”

The Demon King sighed, having no choice but to cooperate.

Vast magic power gushed out from the Demon King’s body, transforming its form.

Tier Six Magic—Ice Ring.

Frost rapidly spread outward from the Demon King’s feet, coating the entire cave in crystal ice, freezing everyone’s moves at that moment.

“Not good!” Unlike others who tried to free their frozen feet, Eco immediately crossed another curved saber in front of his chest.

The next moment, Link appeared before him as if teleporting, not using any movement skills due to sealed skills, with sword light flashing from below to above, sword edges clanging with a crisp, short sound.

The enormous force ricocheted Eco’s curved saber but helped him break free from the frost, rising into the air.

But No. 1 atop him was not as fortunate.

No. 1, who was still full of pride moments ago, now had its mushroom cap split in half, only the bottom remaining attached to its pale bottom, separating from Eco mid-air and becoming a falling dead Puki before having time to react.

Eco didn’t fare much better, suspended in the air with no place to dodge, the first hard hit left his hands tingling while below Link was ready for the second sword strike.

No. 9: “We’ll assist you!”

[Shrinking Ground Level 10]

Shi Wu, wearing a spore-mask, turned into a residual shadow charging sideways, attempting to win Eco time to touch the ground.

However, Shi Wu somewhat underestimated the gap between himself and Link.

In the moment of passing, both his dual swords were simultaneously shattered, closely followed by a second sword aiming to slice him diagonally into two.

With No. 9’s terror-filled shouts echoing in his mind, Shi Wu felt utterly frustrated: “Can’t even block… one sword?”

He was defeated by the first sword, and facing this deadly second, he was helpless.

Life hung by a thread as a flash of moonlight swept through.

Clang—!

Sword Saint Puki blocked in front of Shi Wu, grasping the long sword with his eight tentacles, barely stopping the strike that nearly claimed Shi Wu’s life.

“Master!”

Across, Link gazed at this eight-sword Puki with a flicker in his eyes: “Extreme Sword…”

Puki—Puki—

Sword Saint Puki swung Shi Wu aside with his arm and then approached Link step by step.

“I heard there was a Puki with ‘Extreme Sword’, but… can you really wield eight swords!” Link looked down at the round figure less than half his size, his expression somewhat nuanced, “So many swords, can you really handle them well?”

The reply was a vortex of sword light cut simultaneously by eight longswords.

Sword shadows danced like wind, crossing into an unseen boundary of a deadly gyroscope.

Before the encroaching sword light could reach, Link’s furrowed brows since the battle’s onset suddenly relaxed, revealing a sincere smile for the first time.

The crisp clang of blades clashed continuously, as one person and one squad quickly tangled in combat.

“Just said don’t get held back.”

The Demon King, still besieged by the three races’ armies in the distance, wanted to intervene, but a Puki enveloped with immense magic power blocked his way.

“It’s you again…” Gazing at No. 10 before him, the Demon King shook open the yellow-covered book in his hand, “Be careful, after your death this time, you won’t revive so easily.”

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Meanwhile, deep within the shadows of the Underground City, a green mushroom straining its power with [Envy] continuously monitored the panels of the Demon King and Link, patiently awaiting a moment.

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