Chapter 108 The True Appearance of the Demon King’s Army!
On the fourth floor of the maze, under the high tower leading to the third floor, a huge number of skeleton soldiers gathered into an endless army.
The fog-covered forest seemed to be obscured by this endless sea of skeletons.
A faint green soul fire flickered in each horrifying skull, and the light deep in the eye sockets was cold and deathly silent, as if the chill seeping out from the depths of hell.
Those pairs of burning pupils looked straight ahead, and the iron swords and shields held in their hands made clanging sounds in the fog.
The clanging and clanging sounds intertwined with the friction of bones, like a symphony of death, filling the gloomy air...
Not just Skeletons—
Mixed in with the surging army were a large number of crypt spiders, lizardmen, a few little demons with flapping wings, and zombies of all kinds.
What is even more chilling is that almost every monster gathered here is suspected to possess extraordinary power above the Black Iron level!
Although it is not easy to judge the strength of Imps and Lizardmen from their appearance, it is relatively easy to distinguish between skeleton soldiers of different levels.
Looking at the vast sea of skeletons, even the most experienced adventurers could not help but feel cold hands and feet and trembling all over.
"When did so many undead appear in the maze?!"
"Look...their weapons!"
"Is that a musket?!"
"It's not just a musket... there's an inscription on that iron pipe! Well, it looks like a magic weapon?!"
"Magic device?!"
"How is that possible!"
"Where did they steal it from?!"
The pressure of death is overwhelming.
What shocked everyone even more was what happened next.
A man with a rifle on his back swallowed his saliva, staring at the mobile iron cans not far away, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost on his face.
That is...
Dwarven Inscription Golem?!
He had only heard of this thing in legends and never expected to see it with his own eyes in reality!
In addition, there are lizard cavalry riding giant spiders, and little demons flying in the sky carrying what looks like explosive packs, etc...
However, compared to the shock brought to him by the magic device, these things that were enough to scare him on a normal day were not surprising when placed here.
While the adventurers were watching the assembled monsters, the demon king's minions were also closely observing these temporary allies.
According to the latest information on the official website, Misty Town is a small town with about 2,000 people, including nearly 1,000 permanent residents and adventurers who come to the B4 floor for various purposes.
However, there are only about two hundred survivors standing here at this moment.
In other words, nearly two thousand lives fell into the blood-red mist and became eggs for hatching chaotic creatures! The two sides stared at each other, and the atmosphere between them was a little stiff.
Especially the ninety knights of the Trident Knights, all of them stared at the group of undead souls emitting unclean aura, wishing they could purify them.
"...What a blasphemy."
A priest closed his eyes and made the sign of the cross on his chest, unable to bear looking at the skeletons that made him physically uncomfortable. At the same time, he prayed silently in his heart, asking for Saint Six's forgiveness.
Facing the gazes of his colleagues and the whispers behind their backs, Charles, standing on a high place, also had mixed feelings and didn't know what expression to express.
As a priest who graduated from the Royal Capital Seminary and a member of the Trident Knights, he shoulders the heavy responsibility of defending faith and justice. He has purified evil countless times and fought against these corrupted people.
However, facing the threat from Chaos, he now has no choice but to stand side by side with these unforgivable evils on the same front.
As his colleagues behind him said -
What a blasphemy! Looking at Charles who was suffering in his heart, Luo Yan, who was standing beside him, smiled faintly and said in a very light voice.
"If you feel you can't accept it, you can go back first. My only request to you is that you don't hold me back. I really don't have the energy to fight with you while dealing with Chaos at the same time."
This new "devil king" seems to be more open-minded than imagined.
So much so that Charles couldn't help but have an illusion for a moment - as if the person standing here was not the devil, but an ordinary human monarch.
He was silent for a long time, finally shook his head slowly and spoke in a firm tone.
"No, please let us stay here and fight alongside you."
After a pause, he cast his gaze towards the deep red beam of light in the distance and the cracks surrounding the beam, then slowly continued.
"Evil and evil have their own order. Compared to standing with the dead, ignoring the evil before you and running away is a greater blasphemy."
This sentence not only convinced himself.
He also convinced the knights standing behind him.
The victims who died in Noville's conspiracy were, after all, subjects of Grand Duke Campbell, servants of Saint Sith, and true human beings.
No matter what the reason was, there was no reason for them to escape from here.
Charles looked back at his teammates behind him, then turned his gaze to the hired guards and adventurers of Misty Town and shouted louder.
"Listen to me, boys!"
Hearing Charles' shout, pairs of frightened eyes looked at him, and everyone stopped their uncertain whispers at the same time.
The emblem of the Order of the Trident is still quite intimidating in Thunder County.
It's almost as if Archduke Campbell himself were standing here.
Glancing around at the adventurers and mercenaries present, Charles clenched the mace in his hand until his knuckles turned white.
"I know that your hearts must be filled with fear and doubt, and you must have a lot of questions in your mind, but please leave these questions until everything is over! At this moment, we are facing the most evil and treacherous fog among the four chaos gods - Novel!"
"In the face of its might and evil, the monsters and undead in the maze are nothing! Their chaos and destruction will devour the world. If we don't unite, no one will be spared!"
"Do you hear the sneaky voice in your ears? That voice is its whisper. It is whispering to you with all its strength! It wants you to doubt, to be afraid, to turn around and run away, or to throw itself into its arms... Make no doubt that once you obey its will, you will be the next to die! As long as you can hear its voice, it means that you have been branded by it!"
Hearing Charles' voice, everyone around was in an uproar, and expressions of fear appeared on the faces of adventurers, hired guards, and civilians.
The mark of the Chaos Evil Spirit! It's in their bodies! There is no more terrifying story than this... Its deterrence even far exceeds the army of undead standing in front of them!
“Don’t be afraid!”
Looking around at those pairs of eyes filled with fear, Charles gathered his emotions for a moment and continued shouting in a loud voice.
"Don't retreat and run away!"
"The seeds of conspiracy have been planted in our bodies. No matter where we flee, even to hell, we can never escape from His clutches!"
"There is only one way to erase the mark that Novel left in our bodies - that is to face its existence and let it go back to where it came from!"
Seeing the morale and fighting spirit gradually rekindled, Charles continued to roar in that high-pitched voice.
"Its conspiracy has killed more than 90% of the innocent people in Misty Town, and it intends to involve more people!"
"Just this once—"
"I beg you to take up your weapons, stand shoulder to shoulder with us, and stand with the monsters beside us!"
"Even if we are going to be beaten to a pulp in the maze tomorrow, at least for now - please point your swords at those evil spirits from the deepest part of Chaos!"
"For the Principality of Campbell! For the land given to us by Saint Sith! For ourselves!"
The inspiring roar pierced through the forest, dispelling the fog and blowing away the confusion and hesitation in the adventurers' hearts.
Standing with the monsters in the maze! That was something they had never imagined.
But they had no choice.
They have no way out.
As the knight had said, they had been marked by the evil spirit of Chaos.
No matter where they hid, even if they retreated back to their hometown and hid in a remote alley where no one knew who they were, they would only bring the curse and shame back with them.
"For the Duchy of Campbell!"
"For the land that Saint Sith gave us!"
"For us!"
The speech was no longer a one-man show by Charles. The people who raised their weapons responded to his call, regrouped, and picked up the courage they had lost.
Looking at those pairs of eyes that had rekindled their fighting spirit, Luo Yan couldn't help but wonder if this guy had used some magic to increase his charm.
For example, Holy Word or something.
But even so, standing on the friendly side, he would not be so unromantic as to expose this, as it was a completely unnecessary trick.
The fact that these guys did not run away with their tails between their legs but chose to stand here and face the mess in Misty Town with them is worthy of praise in itself.
This is the trouble caused by the humans on the surface of the earth themselves.
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Although the ritual of chaos was lit in the maze, all this chaos was caused by the doubts in their hearts from beginning to end.
Standing among the crowd of adventurers, Alex looked up at Charles and the knights of the Trident and felt his blood boiling in his chest.
hero!
This word suddenly appeared in his mind and overlapped with the tall figure.
And it was at this moment that he suddenly realized what he was chasing -
What he longed for was neither adventure nor pleasing some so-called gods!
But to become a hero in people's eyes——
Or legend!
And at this moment, people needed him! Driven by courage and responsibility, he moved on his own, stood out from the crowd, drew his sword and pointed it at the sky covered by gray fog.
"Alex Spinor!"
"You may not know the name of this rookie, but the second son of the Spinol family swears to you that one day you will hear stories about him from the mouths of bards, and be proud of having fought bravely under his command!"
Facing those pairs of eyes that were either suspicious or looked at as if he was crazy, he did not retreat at all, but instead shouted loudly, imitating Charles.
"I am just a rookie in the adventurer business. I have less experience in both combat and adventure than you! But on the battlefield, I once commanded a troop of a hundred people to participate in the battle of a legion of ten thousand people! I have the confidence to tell you when to advance and when to retreat! Only I can bring you back alive from the battlefield!"
"Please give me your power!"
"I swear to you by the name of Alex Spinoire, a name that is destined to become a legend! I will stand with you through thick and thin, and I will never abandon you!"
Perhaps it was because of Count Spinol's influence, or perhaps the inspiring speech really moved the passionate people, people with weapons began to walk up to him and formed a crooked formation under Alex's command.
A mercenary with a rogue look on his face walked up to Alex and extended his right hand to him.
"I hate people who like to show off, and I hate you nobles who were born with a silver spoon in your mouth even more... But unfortunately, my boss died in this town. Compared to other unclear guys who command us, you may be a little more reliable."
"Thank you!" Alex stretched out his hand to shake that hand, but the mercenary just high-fived him and then returned to the team.
The man patted the musket on his shoulder and whistled.
"Let me know when you can use him!"
Alex clenched his fists and smiled.
"must!"
More and more people chose to stand with him, and after fist-bumping with the newly appointed commander, they joined the formation.
"Come on, Spinol boy!"
"I once fought under your father. I hope that a good father will have a good son."
"If I die, remember to bring my adventurer card back for me. The Adventurer's Guild of Thunder City must know what I have done for them."
Seeing those eyes changing from suspicion to trust, from looking at a lunatic to looking at a madman, Alex felt his heart surge with emotion.
Success! He actually did it?! Even he himself couldn't believe it. Alex, who could only barely maintain his formation with the help of his father, actually united a group of hundreds of people with his own strength! Even if it was a unity forced by the situation!
Phoenix looked at the young master who was gradually maturing with excitement, and Xiu Wen also cast an admiring look at him.
Including the knights of the Order of the Trident and Charles who led the team, all cast approving glances at him.
The Knights' fighting style is different from that of mercenaries. Even if a knight is assigned to lead them, it is difficult to prevent them from becoming a burden on the battlefield.
At this time, it would be most appropriate for a noble who once commanded an army to serve as their captain, especially if this noble happened to have been an adventurer.
The mobilization before the battle was completed, and Charles looked at the man standing next to him who was suspected to be the Demon King - or rather, the man who was the Demon King.
"Do you need to say something to your men?"
He is very curious.
How does the Demon King's army usually mobilize for war?
In response to Charles's kind reminder, Luo Yan just smiled faintly, turned and walked towards his troops, leaving him with a tall and majestic back.
"The Demon King—"
"No need for nonsense."
Ignoring Charles's stunned expression, Luo Yan, who revealed his identity only to him, returned to the front of the formation and waved at his minions.
"go ahead!"
The solemn and oppressive voice penetrated the entire forest, followed by the deafening sound of bones rubbing against each other! The creaking sound was like thousands of trees breaking, and it was also like the mournful cry of the torn earth.
Countless monsters rushed to the battlefield at his command without a second's hesitation! The adventurers who witnessed all this were shocked, and were extremely glad that they were their allies in this battle!
The most shocking were the knights of the Order of the Trident.
In their impression, the Demon King's army has never been so united...
Charles could only comfort himself in his heart.
The difficulty of organizing an army of one million is different from that of a force of less than 10,000 people.
The reason why this demon army before us can be so cohesive is simply because there are not enough monsters...
Under the shadow of the woods, Sarah, who had been waiting, quietly walked to Luo Yan's side.
Not just her.
Octo, the overlord of the first floor of the maze, and Zerik, the chief of the gecko tribe, also showed up and stood on both sides of the demon king.
At this time, the earth began to tremble, and a huge burrow spider head emerged from the ground, using its broad back to lift Luo Yan from the ground.
Spitting out a mouthful of mud, Arakdo said with fear and trepidation.
"Master Demon, your servant is late!"
Luo Yan laughed.
"How could that be? Rather, you came at the right time."
His vision rose along with Arakdo emerging from the ground. He turned around, looked down at the tense faces, and spoke slowly.
"We will be responsible for the frontal battlefield."
"As for the flanks—"
"I'll leave it to you."
(End of this chapter)