Chapter 125 The Eighteenth Day of the Harvest Month: The Spirits of the Dead
The eighteenth day of the harvest month.
Little Water woke up from a nap, stretched lazily in the water, and then jumped out of its shell.
Bathed in the soft light emanating from the lantern fruit, she picked up the scales that had fallen from the bottom of her carapace, discovering that she had lost even more scales today than yesterday. It seemed that she had only started shedding such large areas of scales since arriving in the Land of Sin. Raising her hand, she tapped the newly grown, stronger scales on her body, and Little Water was quite satisfied.
After placing all the scales next to the lantern fruit and admiring the mesmerizing halo reflected by the light for a while, Xiao Shui simply wrung out her water-soaked hair and then walked out of the cave with her long, wet hair hanging loose.
The damp strands of hair clinging to her skin made Xiao Shui feel safe. It was just a pity that the Land of Sin was really dry. Even after arriving at the planting area with the underground lake, not long after Xiao Shui received breakfast from the flower fairy, her hair, which was still dripping wet when she went out, became fluffy.
Silently taking a sip of the sweet soup, Xiao Shui thought to herself that it would be nice to drink soup while soaking in water.
Taking a bite of the soft bread, Xiao Shui caught a glimpse of Da Shui out of the corner of her eye. She had always been very curious about this half-blooded fellow race who was also skilled in water magic. Back in the Poison Fog Wasteland, Xiao Shui had always stayed in the swamp she occupied and had never left on her own initiative, so she had never seen Da Shui—she had no idea that Da Shui existed at that time.
It was only after being summoned by the prince and given a name that Xiao Shui finally met Da Shui. However, Da Shui was not following Lan Jiao, but Shan, and she hadn't seen him much since leaving the Poisonous Fog Wasteland.
While munching on her bread, Xiao Shui secretly glanced at Da Shui. Sure enough, Da Shui had also transformed into a woman, and the magical aura she exuded was even stronger than when she was in the Poisonous Fog Wasteland. Xiao Shui looked at her enviously several more times, wondering when she could become that strong too. When that time came, her name would be Da Da Shui!
Then Xiao Shui saw Da Shui take the soup ball and bread from the flower fairy and head straight for the underground lake.
Little Water was stunned to see the water jump into the underground lake, its lower body turning into a snake's tail while its upper body remained in human form. It then comfortably leaned against the shore, eating breakfast with a sip of sweet soup and a bite of bread.
So that's how it can be done!
The dryness, which had seemed bearable, suddenly became intense and torturous. Xiao Shui tentatively walked to the edge of the underground lake and sat down a distance away from Da Shui. Seeing that Da Shui didn't react and was still eating, Xiao Shui carefully lowered her legs into the water. The cool, soft water instantly enveloped her skin, which had been exposed to the air. Xiao Shui struggled to control herself and didn't jump into the water.
Following Da Shui's example, Xiao Shui took a bite of bread and then a sip of sweet soup, slowly chewing and savoring the taste. Her eyes crinkled with happiness.
After quickly finishing breakfast, Da Shui glanced at Xiao Shui, who was still sitting not far away. He was a little puzzled as to why she ate so slowly. Perhaps it was related to her racial talent? He wondered what her beast form looked like, what her main bloodline was, and whether she tasted good.
She peeked out and tasted the air, only to find it filled with the sweet aroma of soup and bread. Big Water considered whether to swim over and lick Little Water, but ultimately gave up on this tempting idea. After all, when she went hunting with Mountain before, Mountain had been beaten up by Creek for eating Blackfoot's leg. She didn't want to be beaten by Creek, and she didn't have Mountain's strong regenerative abilities. If she were torn in two, she would die instantly.
He leaped out of the water, the floodwaters recoiled him, and he asked the little ones for a dozen or so soup balls, which he swallowed in one gulp to digest slowly. Then he headed to the preparation area to get ready for battle.
After the appearance of the undead beasts shrouded in black mist, the lord of the Sinful Lands provided the demons with more food. Food was provided when they woke up in the morning, during battles, and after battles ended. It was only when Da Shui came to the Sinful Lands that he experienced what it felt like to be full for the first time.
Hoping some undead beasts would come today, Da Shui found an open space in front of the illusion array in the preparation area, sat down cross-legged, and thought to himself with a bit of boredom.
Whenever undead beasts attack, the lord of the Sinful Land prepares roasted ribs and large meat soups for the demons. Compared to sweet soup and sweet bread, Da Shui prefers meat, especially large chunks of meat! After being carefully cooked by the little ones, every piece of meat is extremely delicious, and Da Shui always eats to his heart's content.
Especially after the appearance of the undead beasts, the lord of the Sinful Lands directly announced that all demons could eat and drink to their heart's content. After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Da Shui unceremoniously asked for more food. The wonderful feeling of returning to the underground cave to sleep with a belly full of food was something she had never experienced in the Poisonous Fog Wasteland!
With sharp eyes, he noticed a wisp of black mist appearing within the illusion array. Da Shui scrambled to his feet and charged towards the teleportation array, shouting, "It's here! It's here!"
The demons, whether sitting or lying down, immediately perked up and swarmed forward:
"It's an undead beast! I've come up with a new plan!"
"Me too! This time I'm definitely going to take on ten of them!!"
"Then I want to fight twenty of them!"
"None of you are allowed to take it from me! I'm going to fight ten thousand of them!"
Before being teleported away, Da Shui glanced at the guy who was clamoring to take on ten thousand, and was not surprised to find that it was Shan. It seemed that the one who had gained control of the body today was the dumbest one. Ten thousand? All the undead beasts combined didn't even amount to ten thousand. Could that head even count to a hundred? Ten thousand...
Considering that Shan's head tastes pretty good, let's kill all the undead beasts that run up to him today. If we don't kill a single undead beast, the other heads will definitely cut off that stupid head and eat it. Hopefully, we can share a bite with him then. Thinking of this, Da Shui looked up at the rolling black fog in the distance with great pleasure.
Compared to the humanoid monsters in the gray mist, these undead beasts were indeed much harder to fight. When they first appeared, the demons were almost helpless. No matter how they attacked, they couldn't hurt them at all. In the end, the demons could only watch helplessly as they passed through the tall white city walls and marched straight into the Land of Sin.
Thinking of the little ones bravely charging forward with their magic wands, Da Shui felt extremely frustrated. The demons couldn't hurt the undead beasts, and the undead beasts couldn't hurt the demons, but the black mist emanating from the undead beasts was very harmful to the little ones.
Da Shui witnessed firsthand that the defensive shields on several little ones had been corroded away by the black mist. When the little ones with broken shields came into contact with the black mist, it was as if their fragile fur had been hit by fire magic. The burning wounds spread to most of their bodies in the blink of an eye.
The water ball Da Shui threw had no effect whatsoever. This was the first time she had ever been this angry; she hadn't been this angry even when her tail was cut off by a pureblood!
Fortunately, Bluehorn quickly discovered the weakness of these undead beasts. The reason why the demons' attacks were ineffective was that these undead beasts were completely immune to physical damage from the material plane. However, if a mental magic attack was launched against them, they would become as easy to deal with as the humanoid monsters before.
If it were a pure-blooded demon race, there wouldn't be many races that are proficient in both physical and mental attacks. However, those who come to the Land of Sin are all hybrids. Their bloodlines are mixed with those of countless races. No matter who they are, if they try to search through the remaining inherited memories in their bloodline, they can find a few methods of mental attack.
So when the undead beasts reappeared, the demons, who had been eager to fight, were already prepared and rushed forward one after another, unleashing all sorts of mental attacks. The effect was immediate; no matter what kind of undead beasts they were, they were quickly dispersed into black mist. The demons finally got their revenge.
Seeing the faint shadows of beasts in the black mist in the distance, Da Shui ran forward, tearing off a handful of her own feathers. The base of each feather was stained with purplish-black blood. Then, she chanted the incantation from her inherited memories. The blood droplets stretched into thin, thread-like blood lines. Under the twisting and intertwining of the blood lines, each black feather gradually transformed into a long, dark arrow that glowed with blood.
Clutching the arrow materialized from the curse, Da Shui first conjured a snake's tail, nimbly and swiftly swimming to a spot not far in front of the undead beast. Then, she transformed again, turning her thick snake tail into a slender fish tail. In a wave of intense thirst that felt as if every inch of her skin was being torn apart, Da Shui took a deep, deep breath, and as she hurled the dark arrow, she faced the thick black mist surging towards her and began to sing at the top of her lungs.
A melodious and ethereal song drifted faintly from afar. The invisible sound waves collided with the defensive shield above the fields, stirring up ripples of magical light that spread outwards. The flower fairies, who were busy picking and harvesting, were already used to it and continued their work without even looking up.
After Shu Xin expanded the underground warehouse of Flower Castle again, she also came to help. In fact, in order to consume the large amount of ripe berries, Shu Xin and her servants started cooking large pots of fruit soup for the demons. Even so, under the high concentration of magic power during the harvest month, the trees would be full of fruit again just two days after the harvest. The speed at which these fruit trees flowered and bore fruit was terrifying!
After questioning her two subordinates, Shu Xin learned that during the harvest month, the flower fairies would typically only pick berries once or twice, then let the fruit ripen and rot on the branches, and would not pick them again. If they harvested as frequently as Shu Xin had, all the fruit trees would wither and die after the harvest month was over.
After learning this, Shu Xin found it quite reasonable. However, she still ordered the flower fairies to pick as many berries as possible. After the harvest month, the dead fruit trees could be disposed of, and Shu Xin planned to plant oak trees in the freed-up fields. Acorns couldn't always be bought from outside; the food self-sufficiency rate still needed to be guaranteed.
Hearing the singing coming from afar, Shu Xin stopped her work and looked in the direction of the sound. She knew it was the singing of another demon who was skilled in water magic. This demon, named Da Shui, clearly had mermaid or sea monster blood. Hearing her singing meant that the attackers today weren't humanoid monsters, but undead beast shadows.
Half of the Harvest Month has passed, and Shu Xin could barely make out some of the undead beast shadows that followed the humanoid monsters. The first to arrive were the wind fairies, followed by the water fairies, and then the orcs and goblins. Both of these races were humanoid, and Shu Xin had to ask the Tree of Life for help to learn their original forms. As for the great antler deer ghost that had appeared before the Harvest Month, it has not appeared yet.
The wind and water fairies were the fastest, but also the weakest. They were the first wave of undead to appear. The demons had not yet found a suitable way to fight, so they charged directly into the Land of Sin. The flower fairies on patrol stopped them in time. Although they were weak, they were numerous, which caused many injuries to the patrol. Fortunately, the medical team provided timely support, and no one died.
The orcs and goblins that followed were few in number, and Shu Xin suspected that they were just there to check the situation and had no intention of helping the river elves. They probably didn't provide much assistance to the river elves either, as the undead modeled after them were easily driven back by the demons.
Which race of spirits left behind in the past has arrived this time? Shu Xin gripped her magic staff tightly and flew towards the direction where the black mist was rising.
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