Chapter 203 Claw Mountain Knife Gully Swamp

The wind rustled through the deep mountains and forests at night.

This place isn't a well-known treasure trove of demonic energy in the Demon Realm, and it's not located on a transportation route, so naturally, few demons come here on ordinary days.

Recently, the local residents of that town have been going into the mountains occasionally to hunt and gather. For convenience, they call this mountain range the Claw Mountain Range, or sometimes just Claw Mountain.

Currently, Su Yu's team is located in the Claw Mountain's Knife Gully, which, despite its name, is practically a rift valley.

The towering cliffs on both sides are extremely steep and dangerous, becoming silent black giants under the night sky, while the low-lying area below is even more pitch black, hidden by countless plants and trees.

In the pitch black, a small shadowy figure moved rustlingly; it was the group following the Bonefire Demon Puppet, which was veering further and further off course.

The mountain roads were difficult to travel, so the team's monster vehicles were stored in the nearest town. Ying Lang also stayed there, along with several mercenary group members, nominally as guards, but actually as backup reinforcements left by Yuan Wu.

The group also included two guides they found in town, one named Dota and the other Dota, who were brothers.

Because puppets are prone to going straight to dead ends, these two guides were brought in to help point out easier routes.

Dota followed closely beside the seemingly strongest Yuanwu, and said tremblingly, "Senior demon masters, it's so late, why don't we...why don't we head back and rest first?"

Dao Ping, standing beside Dao Ta, felt uneasy about the darkening claw mountain and knife gully, and couldn't help but chime in, "It's very dangerous in the knife gully at night."

Sang Tiao glanced in the direction of the sound, then looked at Su Yu and Feng Huaijin, who were steadily following the group, as well as the Mo Hai mercenary group that she had personally selected. She felt that there shouldn't be any major danger.

Judging from the puppets' increasingly intense reactions, they must be very close to the entrance to the Demon Abyss. If they hurry, they might be able to find it tonight.

Su Yu and Feng Huaijin were standing to the side. Hearing the mysterious and dangerous talk about Dota Dota, he approached with some interest and asked, "Besides Warcraft, what other dangers are there?"

Dao Ping glanced at Dao Ta, who swallowed hard and mustered his courage to reply, "There's a swamp here that randomly moves and devours demons. At night, there are also ghosts lurking near the swamp."

Before the other demons could ask any questions, Dota took it upon himself to explain the legend of the Lamp Ghost, and even mentioned an example from more than ten years ago: "In the past, there were demons who did not believe in the Lamp Ghost, and wanted to dig up more demon plants. They hadn't left Knife Gully by nightfall, and then they never came back."

"According to the demon's companions, after they left, they were worried, so they went up the mountain for a while to make sure the demon was safe. Then, when they were about to leave..." Dota shuddered, "they heard the demon's scream, but the scream suddenly stopped halfway through. When they turned back to look, they only saw a bright light flash at the bottom of the cliff."

"When we went to look again the next day, the demon hadn't left a speck of dust."

"It is said that the luminous green light is the appearance of the Lamp Ghost."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a complete silence around him, with no one speaking. He looked around in alarm.

Everyone gathered around.

A mercenary raised his hand tremblingly: "Can you stop telling ghost stories? It's late at night, I'm afraid of ghosts."

Dota breathed a sigh of relief: "This is a true story, not a ghost story."

Another mercenary, who didn't believe in ghosts, muttered, "We've been walking here for so long, and it's already dark, but we still haven't encountered anything."

"Clang, clang—"

A sudden sound broke the silence of the mountains.

All the demons immediately turned their heads in response to the sound, their gazes fixed on the source of the noise.

The demonic energy currently being used by the puppet is being supplied by Su Yu. Fang Fang couldn't take it anymore after continuously supplying it for half a month, so she simply took turns supplying the puppet with demonic energy along with Su Yu and Feng Huaijin.

Su Yu matched the puppet with the direction from which the sound came, and said hesitantly, "It seems like the puppet is stuck."

The stagnant air suddenly came alive.

Sang Tiao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Then it's alright. Uh, I meant let's go check out the puppets up ahead first."

So the group of demons silently continued forward.

Then I saw the Bonefire Demon Puppet trapped in the swamp.

Wisps of white smoke were rising from the puppet, indicating that this swamp must have a strong corrosive effect.

Dota Dota: !!!

They each hugged Yuanwu and Lasangtiao, and said in unison, "Great Demon Senior, let's go back!"

The swamp has appeared, and the Lantern Ghost isn't far behind!

Even the best reward is useless if you don't have the life to enjoy it. Now, the two of them are too afraid to leave the main group and go back on their own.

Yuan Wu ripped the Dota aside with one hand: "What are you afraid of? We don't need you guys to get involved if something happens."

Sang Tiao kindly comforted him, "The puppet hasn't been swallowed up yet. Just pull it out and clean up the silt."

As he spoke, Yuanwu simply used his demonic energy to surround the puppet and forcefully pulled it upwards.

Su Yu stood quietly to the side watching, but her brows furrowed unconsciously.

Feng Huaijin immediately asked in a low voice, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Su Yu said, "Something's not right. My demonic energy inside the puppet is still decreasing."

When the puppet is active, it consumes the input magic energy.

But now the puppet is stuck in the swamp and is surrounded by Yuanwu's demonic energy. What can it do?

Is it struggling to rise, or... sinking?

Su Yu pursed her lips and immediately shouted to Yuan Wu, "Yuan Wu, let go of it."

"Huh?" Yuan Wu was exerting all his strength when he heard Su Yu's words. He subconsciously loosened his control over the demonic energy and immediately took a few steps back.

"Bang—!"

Without the upward force of Yuanwu, the puppet sank rapidly, so fast that it seemed to be smashed into the swamp, splashing mud out of the swamp.

Yuan Wu stared blankly at the swamp that had quickly returned to calm.

Can this mission still be completed?

Sang Tiao knew the puppet she had made better than anyone else. She turned to Su Yu and asked, "It's still moving, right?"

Su Yu carefully sensed the puppet's condition and nodded affirmatively: "It is descending autonomously at a very fast speed, and the depth cannot be determined yet."

Sang Tiao scratched his head: "So that means our destination is down here?"

There were also two outsiders, Dota and Dota, present at the scene, and Sang Tiao vaguely referred to the term "Demon Abyss".

Su Yu nodded reluctantly, "That's probably it."

Not wanting to go into the swamp is a natural instinct for demons.

Sang Tiao gazed intently at the swamp, then said solemnly, "Having come this far, I have no other choice but to..."

The demons silently looked at her.

Sang Tiao excitedly took out her substitute puppet from her storage ring: "I can only let Little Sang go down for me, haha. My consciousness is attached to it, it's the same as me going down myself~"

Oh, there's this too.

Su Yu decisively stepped in front of Sang Tiao, a kind smile playing on her lips: "Little Sang, is there anything else?"

Sang Tiao: "Ahaha, well..."

She glanced around and saw that all the demons present were eyeing her Xiao Sang with covetous eyes.

Sang Tiao silently hugged her little Sang tightly: "There's only one."

That was a mistake; I should have known better than to show off.

The demons began to stir.

Nobody wants to have close contact with swampy silt.

Loving nature doesn't mean loving mud pits.

Sang Tiao hid behind Fang Fang and sniffled pitifully, saying, "Don't bully a weak woman like me."

"Otherwise, I won't help you refine the protective clothing that isolates you from the corrosion of the swamp."

The accent emphasizes isolation.