novelraw Chapter 498 - 488: Indigestion
Chapter 498 - 488: Indigestion
Sword Saint!
How could you die just like that!
Swoosh...
Taking advantage of the gap, Lin Jun let the long-prepared mycelium swiftly climb over the panel, confirming that the Sword Saint’s body had disappeared. It accelerated the decomposition, then self-devoured the fungal mat, quickly retracting into the ground.
To think back, with different stances on both sides, they fought in an earth-shattering battle that tore the Underground City apart!
Lin Jun constantly reminisced about that pinnacle duel worthy of being inscribed in mushroom history but never imagined... um... hic...
[Seven Sins of Greed Triggered]
[Plunder Skill: Qi Sensitivity Level 4]
[Plunder Skill: Stepping on the Moon Level 4]
[Plunder Skill: Wandering Body Step Level 7→Level 8]
[Plunder Skill: Evasion Level 9→Level 10]
[Plunder Skill: Acceleration Level 9→Level 10]
...
[Plunder Status: Dragon Crystal Potion (provides comprehensive high resistance)]
As expected of the Sword Saint, the good things on him are just...
Wait?
Isn’t something crucial missing?
Where is my [Extreme Sword]?!
Switch to [Inspiration] perspective.
Under the frenzied devouring of [Greed], the Sword Saint’s soul had been sucked completely clean, leaving no trace of impurity.
Except for [Extreme Sword].
If the soul is like an ice cream cone, the skills are like the chocolate coating on the surface, which Lin Jun could easily lick off with a few licks, leaving no trace behind.
But [Extreme Sword] looks different; it’s like the wooden stick of the ice cream, and retrieving it is quite a challenge.
Simply put, for the first time in Lin Jun’s mushroom life, he got stuck by a soul.
The current situation is rather strange.
Since the plunder was not complete yet, [Greed] bound the Sword Saint’s soul, preventing it from being assimilated into the world’s trash bin like other decomposed, recyclable souls.
Lin Jun held one end of the [Extreme Sword], which was still slowly decomposing, while the other end was still attached to the Sword Saint’s soul, like a pendant.
However, although the plundering progress was slow, it would eventually be accomplished.
On the entire battlefield, Lin Jun desired the most was [Extreme Sword] and the Divine Artifact [Blood Calamity] on top of the Emperor’s head.
Now that [Extreme Sword] was like a duck in his mouth, Lin Jun finally felt relieved.
As for the Emperor’s Divine Artifact, there would be chances to talk about it later.
In reality, Lin Jun also quite desired [Envy]. With it, challenging beyond his level would likely be a breeze.
Unfortunately, achievements cannot be plundered. It’s uncertain whether the Seven Sins would be an exception. To avoid disappointment, Lin Jun didn’t set his expectations too high.
Lin Jun occasionally contemplated whether his habit of wanting to scoop up every good thing into his mushroom den was too greedy.
But on second thought, isn’t this a kind of responsibility?
Divine Artifacts and Skills should rightly belong to those of virtue.
Looking across the world, who else but someone determined to save the world like himself is more deserving of them?
Having handled his affairs, Lin Jun turned his attention to the frontlines.
Number One, Number Two, and even the fastest runner, Number Five Puki, had slunk back with their souls.
This Fury was visibly abnormal, seeming to lose her mind but with a clear target.
Although anyone in her path, be it Demon Race or humans, would be torn apart by her casually.
But the direction of advance never deviated, heading east all the way to Three Mountains City.
It’s hard to imagine someone who lost her mind could advance so precisely.
And her three-dimensional attributes were continuously increasing along the way.
This increase was almost for no apparent reason; even without killing to gain experience, her power rose at an astonishing rate, as if she had an inexhaustible fountain of strength within her.
To the extent that, despite only being seventeen-level, without even touching the Copper Level adventurer threshold, just from attributes alone, she already surpassed an average Duke.
And it was still accelerating.
Lin Jun couldn’t believe that such power could be easily obtained in this world; the whole thing felt eerie.
Fortunately, this obviously abnormal Fury was already facing off against the Old Bat, seemingly having an extra meal, so Lin Jun obediently waited.
On the other side, Pink Puki had already been pushed into the Fungal Mycelium Network by two bodyguards.
The three Pukis lined up like sugar-coated haws, with Inanna wedged in the middle, Number Ten leading the way, and Number Four keeping Pink Puki in line from the rear.
Not letting Number Four lead was Number Ten’s idea; it really couldn’t trust this rash companion’s sense of direction.
As for Alama and Lorenzo.
With the deliberate reduction in the number of Pukis on the battlefield, facing a gradually disadvantageous situation, the two Dukes had no choice but to retreat with reluctance.
Their remaining troops were no longer capable of fighting.
In fact, if not for the Puki bringing up the rear and blocking Xenophon, who wanted to pursue, a complete annihilation here was not out of the question.
...
Outside Three Mountains City.
Visarius stared at the rampaging figure amongst the Demon Army, a hint of confusion in his crimson eyes. This raggedly clothed person could easily tear apart Heavy-Armored Demon Soldiers with bare hands, yet fought with no semblance of strategy.
The stark contrast between the immense power and the crude fighting style puzzled him about where this person came from.
A human trump card?
Honestly, looking at that appearance, Visarius found it hard to believe it was some kind of trump card.
Moreover, though this person had superior physical qualities, lacked any technique in battle, and losing to that pig-headed Xenophon was likely in a real fight, they were far from enough as a last resort.
"Prince!" the wounded and one-armed Ern raised his weapon, "Please allow me..."
"No need, you’re in charge of regrouping the formation and continuing the siege," Visarius raised his hand to stop him, gently stroking the scratch on his chest. Though it posed a considerable impact, it was still easy to deal with a brute, "This uninvited guest, I’ll personally entertain."
With Visarius raising his hand, countless blood bats swept over the battlefield like a storm, engulfing the frenzied figure in an instant.
The swarm of blood bats formed a dark red vortex, constantly rotating, sending out sounds of tearing clashes and beastly roars, yet no matter how the woman struggled, she couldn’t break through the prison of blood bats.
Seeing this, Ern simply took over the command, leading the Demon Race to regroup their formation stirred up by the battle between the Sword Saint and the Emperor, determined to trap and annihilate the remaining human forces.
After a long while, Ern finally set everything in place.
Meanwhile, the swirling mass of blood bats at the rear suddenly contracted inward, then exploded with a deafening boom.
"Is it over?"
Ern turned his head around and saw a shadow rapidly falling from the sky.
As it approached, Ern promptly caught it; it was a head.
When he recognized what he was holding, he was utterly shocked.
"Prince?!"
"Roar—"
The blood bat prison completely dispersed, Fury standing amidst the pouring blood rain, clutching Visarius’s shattered body.
With a ripping sound, she tore the prince’s body in two.
Without missing a beat.
With bloodied tips of her toes shattering the ground, she flashed through the enemy lines like a blood-red lightning bolt.
Wherever she passed, Demon Soldiers seemed to be struck by boulders, with limbs and armor fragments flying through the air.
Ern barely raised his weapon when his remaining arm was shredded by the speeding figure, drenching blood as he was hurled into a pile of corpses.
After wreaking havoc, the humanoid monster turned towards Three Mountains City.
"Not enough... need to kill... more..."