Chapter 404 Donning Armor, Fierce Battle
In the King of Mushrooms' territory, the air was filled with a nauseatingly sweet and humid smell.
Numerous fungi grow densely on the trees and on the ground, everywhere.
However, at this moment, the desolate land that had been ruled by fungi for decades was forcibly torn apart by a completely different force.
A figure strolled leisurely among them, as if walking in his own backyard.
The legendary swordsman, "The Unfinished Sword," Kelos.
He didn't even draw his sword; it was merely suspended a few feet off the ground as he strolled leisurely toward the area where the fungal carpet grew thicker and the color more bizarre.
And around him, there was an invisible yet tangible realm.
—The Myriad Flower Sword Domain.
This is the name he chose for his domain, implying a kaleidoscope of dazzling yet deadly sword light.
Walking at the forefront, the Sword Saint's body was covered by countless attacks.
The fungal monsters frantically spew clouds of highly corrosive spores; sharp, spear-like active hyphae that suddenly burst forth from the ground; colorless and odorless yet deadly nerve gas that permeates the air… there are many types.
but.
All these attacks were blocked as if they had hit an invisible barrier before they could even touch the Sword Saint's body.
All attacks were futile, only serving to highlight the domain's indestructibility.
Meanwhile, centered on the Sword Saint Kairos, without him making any obvious sword-drawing or slashing movements, the fungal monsters that rushed around him were instantly shattered, as if cut by countless invisible blades at the same time, turning into dust that filled the sky.
The thick fungal carpet beneath his feet was also plowed away layer by layer by the invisible yet sharp sword light, revealing the soil that had been hidden for a long time.
As the fungal carpet broke apart, countless tiny fungal spores, invisible to the naked eye and as fine as dust, drifted toward the Sword Saint, attempting to attach and parasitize him. However, like those attacks, they were also blocked by the domain and could not touch the Sword Saint's robes or even his skin.
Even though the surrounding area was already a mess, with fungal corpses lying everywhere and the earth broken.
But this legendary human being himself remained spotless, his robes clean, and his demeanor composed and elegant, a stark contrast to the filth and chaos around him.
"Keep up, clean it up thoroughly, and don't leave any potential hazards!"
Kairos's voice reached the ears of the human legion behind them.
Upon receiving the order, the human legion immediately advanced swiftly along the safe passage opened up by the legendary swordsman.
Heavy armored soldiers wielded their blades, cutting down the fungal monsters that followed; the alchemical golems with their blazing nozzles strode forward, unleashing scorching flames that ignited the still-wriggling fungal carpet, turning it into a raging inferno.
The pungent, burnt smell mixed with a strange fungal aroma, creating an even more unpleasant toxic fumes.
Even a low-level soldier would feel dizzy upon smelling it.
Fortunately, the poisonous gas was quickly dispelled by the magic of the accompanying mages.
Wars involving legendary powerhouses are unlike any other battles.
Without legendary weaponry or strategic magical devices of equal caliber, the role of ordinary legions is often more auxiliary. They cannot directly participate in legendary-level battles; their main task is to deplete the enemy's basic strength to some extent, or to handle tedious tasks such as clearing, occupying, and maintaining stability.
Just like right now.
The purpose of Kairos's legion is to clear away the creep and any stragglers, and to clean up and take over the area as soon as possible after the battle.
Kairos's gaze swept across the depths of the territory before he suddenly stopped.
The fungal monster's attacks, while posing no threat to him, were certainly wasting his precious time.
Besides this elusive fungal king, there's another so-called Iron Smelting King on the list that he needs to deal with.
The Mountain King, who had caused less damage to the kingdom's base and acted more steadily, was no exception and was also on the purge list of the Kingdom of Theo.
The kingdom will never let a monster off the hook just because it behaves well.
Kylos didn't want to waste too much time in this disgusting fungal land.
After a moment's thought, he decided to use even tougher methods to force out the fungus king, who had always refused to reveal its true form.
The legendary swordsman reached out and pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword.
In an instant, an even more intense and powerful force surged from his body.
The Myriad Radiance Sword Domain surrounding him suddenly intensified, transforming from something formless and intangible into something visible to the naked eye.
It was a realm that seemed to be composed of countless tiny, dazzling, and ever-changing miniature sword beams, a beautiful yet deadly space.
"Hiding your head and revealing your tail is a waste of time."
Kelos muttered to himself.
The next moment, his beloved sword hanging at his waist, a magical weapon named [Sun Chaser], emitted a clear and melodious hum, the blade trembled slightly, and the blade itself extended three inches from its sheath.
Legendary equipment is rare and expensive. Even Kelos, who recently became a legend, has not yet possessed a true legendary weapon.
However, his Sun Chasing Sword is already the top-tier equipment below the legendary level.
With the enhancement and amplification of his own legendary domain, his power should not be underestimated.
With just a three-inch blade revealed, an indescribable aura of sharpness soared into the sky.
Even the dark clouds in the sky were torn apart and dissipated.
Cleansing sword rain!
With a clear, resonant hum, countless fine, dust-like, and star-like sword beams surged and boiled instantly, like rivers flowing into the sea, all adhering to the unsheathed blade of the Sun Chaser Sword.
The light emanating from the sword's edge was so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.
Suddenly, countless condensed, solid sword energies, fine as cow hair yet incomparably sharp, burst forth from the sword's edge.
They didn't fly around randomly; instead, as if they had a life of their own, they transformed into a torrential downpour that swept in all directions, indiscriminately covering all the fungal carpets, fungal monsters, and even the twisted earth and forests within sight.
*Sizzle sizzle sizzle—!!!*
The sounds were as dense as rain pattering on banana leaves, yet as sharp as a thousand blades scraping against each other, creating a cacophony of noises.
Wherever the sword's edge passed, it was both magnificent and terrifying.
The originally thick, tough, and constantly wriggling fungal carpet was instantly cut and pulverized, turning into dust that filled the air, as if it had been thrown into a meat grinder.
The fungal monsters lurking in the fungal carpet and hanging on the dead trees didn't even have time to utter a wail before they were shattered by the onslaught of countless sword energies.
Both the hard outer shell and the flexible hyphae are as fragile as paper.
Further away, groves of twisted, fungus-infested trees were stripped bare by the rain of swords, their trunks then covered in sword marks before collapsing with a crash.
The large area centered on Kelos seemed to be purified instantly.
All fungal creations, whether living monsters or static carpets and forests, were swept away, leaving only a land riddled with holes and crisscrossed with sword marks, and fallen, broken logs.
The nauseating smell in the air seemed to have been diluted and dissipated by the all-cleansing sharpness.
The advancing human legion behind them involuntarily stopped in their tracks, staring in awe at the scene.
Even though they already knew that the legendary powerhouse possessed unparalleled strength, they still found it difficult to remain calm and filled with deep awe every time they witnessed him unleash it.
Kelos twitched his wrist slightly.
The Sun Chasing Sword let out a satisfied hum and slid back into its sheath, as if what had just happened was merely a trivial matter that he had done casually.
His robes remained clean and new, untouched by dust.
The Sword Saint hovered in mid-air, his cold and sharp gaze sweeping over the area that had been instantly cleared, as well as the core area deeper inside that was still covered by dense fungi.
"Still not going to show yourself?"
"If you continue to cower in hiding, I will wipe your lair and all your disgusting creations from this land, one sword at a time. At that time, you will lose all your barriers and support, and even the last possibility of resistance will cease to exist."
He said calmly.
at the same time.
Seemingly enraged by his arrogance and destruction, a deep, drum-like roar echoed from the depths of the swamp.
Immediately afterwards, the fungal carpet in front of them exploded open, and a huge figure emerged.
It stands nearly five meters tall, with a body structure that is as robust and clumsy as a troll, but its skin is grayish-white like necrotic tissue, densely covered with bizarre fungi that open and close constantly, spewing out spores of various colors as if breathing.
Its head resembled a deformed mushroom covered in wrinkles, ravines, and deep holes, with a constantly opening and closing slit in the center, emitting a hoarse, inhuman roar.
Its limbs are thick and strong, with tendrils extending from its fingertips like fungal roots, which create a foul-smelling gust of wind when it waves.
The moment this 'spore troll' appeared, all the surrounding fungal monsters seemed to be energized and became even more frenzied.
The remaining fungal carpet lit up with rays of light, flowing towards its two feet, which resembled both roots and soles.
Its aura grew stronger again, reaching an extremely powerful level below the legendary level, surpassing that of an ordinary level 20 creature.
"This is what they call the king of fungi? It's so ugly and disgusting."
A hint of undisguised disdain flashed in Kelos's eyes.
Opposite, the Spore Troll opened its mouth deep through the crack in the center of its mushroom head, uttering in a distorted but clear manner a human language: "Humans... invade my territory... die!"
The spore troll took heavy steps, causing the ground to tremble.
It swung a fist covered in a thick fungal shell, carrying a dense cloud of spores powerful enough to corrode even the finest steel armor, and slammed it down on Kelos.
Kelos remained unmoved, neither dodging nor evading, and did not even adopt any defensive stance.
The fist's speed suddenly decreased as it entered a three-meter radius around him. The raging cloud of spores dissipated instantly, as if it had crashed into an invisible meat grinder wall.
The spore troll's enormous fist struck the hardest barrier in the world, unable to advance an inch.
Furthermore, at the point where the fist met the domain, countless fine, hair-like cutting marks instantly appeared, from which grayish-white bacterial liquid seeped out.
"Is that all? That's really disappointing."
Kelos shook his head slightly, a hint of boredom in his voice.
The moment he finished speaking.
Clang!
Another clear and melodious sword cry suddenly rang out, its sound drowning out all the noise and roars.
The sword light flashed and disappeared in an instant!
Fast! Extremely fast!
No one could see how he drew his sword, or even the trajectory of the blade. It was as if only a very thin, very bright silver line, so thin that it seemed to split light itself in two, flashed through the air and then disappeared.
Just as the spore troll was raising its other fist, preparing to launch a second attack, its massive body suddenly froze.
Its movements came to an abrupt halt.
The next second, starting from the very center of its huge mushroom head, a straight and smooth silver line rapidly spread downwards, passing through its broad chest, thick waist and abdomen, and down to its crotch!
However, this is not the end.
There was no blood at the cuts on the spore troll's body, only wriggling mycelium extending wildly, which then merged back into one in the blink of an eye.
It suddenly leaped up, its right arm, covered in mycelium, abruptly deformed and stretched, spinning rapidly to form an incredibly sharp fungal spear, which, with a piercing sound, once again fiercely stabbed towards Kelos.
The result was exactly the same as before.
The Myriad Flower Sword Domain was indestructible; the fungal spear was instantly shredded by the invisible sword light the moment it touched the domain.
Meanwhile, Kelos simply raised his hand casually.
The sword light flashed across the spore troll's body once more.
This time, it's not just a silver thread.
A silver line appeared on its body, then ten, a hundred... countless crisscrossing sword lights, as if erupting at the same moment, completely enveloped the spore troll's body.
The spore troll's enormous body suddenly shattered into pieces of varying sizes, scattering across the ground with a clatter.
But it still did not die.
The scattered fragments wriggled wildly on the ground, and more mycelium emerged from them, searching for, connecting, and entwining with each other as if they were alive. At the same time, the remaining mycelial carpet around them seemed to be summoned, converging towards them like waves. The fragments absorbed the energy transmitted from the mycelial carpet and expanded rapidly.
In the blink of an eye.
Three spore trolls, each possessing an equally powerful aura and reaching level 20, stood up from the spot.
They surrounded the Sword Saint in a triangular formation.
Their bodies can transform into various weapons.
Their attacks cover all angles.
The Sword Saint, located at the center of the storm, merely smiled slightly, a slight upturn of the corners of his mouth.
The Myriad Radiance Sword Domain shimmered, steadily blocking all the ferocious attacks from all directions without even a ripple spreading.
"Let me see how many times you can split."
With his indifferent words, the sword light, like a paintbrush of death, once again sketched its mark in the air.
Almost simultaneously, the bodies of the three spore trolls were once again covered with crisscrossing sword marks, and then collapsed and shattered at the same time with a roar of unwilling anger.
However, just before their bodies were about to completely collapse and disintegrate.
The remaining consciousness of the three spore trolls seemed to reach a consensus; they simultaneously let out deafening roars and violently collided with each other.
The body, covered in sword marks and on the verge of collapse, fused together in the impact.
Countless hyphae intertwine, compress, and undergo qualitative changes.
An aura far stronger than ever before, almost reaching the pinnacle below the legendary level, suddenly erupted from the fusion body.
"die!!!"
After fusing, the spore troll expanded again, its shape twisted and ugly, and let out its final roar.
A pair of arms, whose shapes were no longer discernible, merged together, transforming into an enormous fungal blade. It concentrated all its power at this moment and slashed fiercely at the Sword Saint Kelos from top to bottom.
Clang—!!!
This time, it won't be silent.
With a crisp yet heavy impact, the Sword Saint's Myriad Radiance Sword Domain finally rippled like water for the first time! Although the domain remained stable and unbroken, Keros's usually indifferent gaze instantly became serious and sharp, filled with killing intent.
He took a step forward.
His Sun-Chasing Sword crossed twice in front of him in an instant, drawing a perfect cross.
At the same time, a cross-shaped sword mark appeared out of thin air on the spore troll's massive body.
Immediately afterwards, its body, along the cross-shaped sword mark, neatly shattered into four large pieces and collapsed with a crash.
At the break point, countless mycelia are still growing wildly, trying to reconnect.
However, this time, a layer of condensed and persistent destructive sword light lingered around it, firmly suppressing its regeneration.
Kylos gave his opponent no more chances.
With a thought, his Myriad Flower Sword Domain suddenly expanded, completely enveloping all the remains of the Spore Troll.
At the same time, he flicked his wrist and swung the Sun Chasing Sword again.
In an instant, scorching flames rose from his domain, transforming into countless crimson sword beams that swept across the spore troll's remains. The spore troll's remains were further cut and pulverized by the sword beams, and simultaneously ignited by the terrifying flames, crackling and exploding, quickly turning into charcoal and finally becoming a pile of ashes.
The spore troll, which had briefly battled the legendary swordsman, was now truly dead.
It was almost at the same moment that it completely turned to ashes.
All the wriggling fungal mats lost their activity, their color became dull, and they shriveled at a visible rate.
The remaining fungal monsters, whether they were rushing towards the soldiers or emerging from the fungal carpet, all stopped moving at the same time. Then, as if their souls had been ripped away, they collapsed limply, turning into ordinary corpses and withered fungal bodies.
An officer stepped forward to examine the remains of the Spore Troll Lord and respectfully said to Kairos, "My lord, all the monsters have lost their vitality! It seems that this troll monster was the 'Fungus King's' main body or core! You have already slain it!"
Kelos nodded slightly, then sheathed his sword.
"It seems so."
"Clean up the battlefield, collect all valuable samples, especially the remains of that troll, and then send a message back to the capital to inform the Foreign Strategic Division that the 'Fungus King' in the southern region of the Sel Wilderness has been eliminated."
His tone was indifferent, as if he had only done a trivial thing.
The Legion soldiers erupted in cheers and began efficiently cleaning up the mess, burning the remaining fungal corpses, while Kelos leisurely returned to the Legion's encampment.
He only cares about killing, not burying.
The tedious tasks such as battlefield cleanup, sample collection, and subsequent defense deployment were naturally handled by his legions, so he, a legendary powerhouse, didn't need to worry about them.
"Next up are the central region, the northwest, and the northeast... the so-called King of Iron, and that Mountain King."
Inside the main tent, Kairos stood before a huge military map of the Sel Wilderness, his finger slowly moving across the map before finally tapping lightly on the central area.
"Then, let's choose this 'King of Molten Iron' as our next target."
His reason for making this choice was simple.
The territory of the Iron King is closest to his current location, making it the easiest to clear and saving the most time.
The reason why the mushroom king was dealt with immediately was also for this reason.
at the same time.
Shortly after Kelos left, in an extremely secluded and inconspicuous corner.
A dark gray mushroom, no bigger than a fingernail, seemingly an ordinary mushroom that could be found anywhere, silently poked its head out of the scorched earth. It wiggled its cap slightly, as if confirming something, and then quickly retreated back into the ground, disappearing without a trace, without attracting anyone's attention.
Clearly, the spore trolls that died earlier were just puppets.
The mushroom king made a decisive move, abandoning its territory and severing its tail to escape.
On the other side.
The northwestern part of the Ser Wilderness is a territory under the jurisdiction of the Phoenix Angela.
When Garros arrived at this place, he took the strangely named 'Supreme Dragon Emperor Armor' from the forepaw of the golden dragon Nasha.
He is ready.
(End of this chapter)
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