The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1632 462: The Mad Rat Uprising! (Part 3)

Facing the vast army of the Chosen Ones, Twilight City seemed like a lone island amidst a storm, as if it could be submerged at any moment.

Yet at that moment, a dazzling light suddenly appeared on the distant horizon, piercing through the endless darkness.

Governor Ailarike, standing on the city wall, saw that beam of light, and a glimmer of hope rekindled in his previously despairing eyes.

It's reinforcements!

Though he didn't know why the reinforcements were coming from the north, he couldn't bother with that now; as long as they weren't from the Green Forest Army!

Selas's smile remained unchanged as he cast his gaze towards the distant horizon, and a hint of joy appeared in his eerie pupils.

"Finally, have they arrived?"

Gunter Steinengrabe.

The Sword Saint of Brass Pass!

He had long heard about this guy from the spies of the Rot Clan, and the one he sent to Grey Stone Town to develop — Malaki — was killed by this guy!

"Let me test the divine power bestowed upon me by the Great True God Urgos with your blood!"

An overwhelming aura swept over from the horizon!

Without hesitation, Selas stopped suppressing his aura, and the power at the Peak of Grandmaster was openly released!

The two auras collided!

In the distance, standing among the Salvation Army, Gunter's expression slightly changed, showing unprecedented seriousness.

What a formidable aura!

The Chaos Chosen hidden behind the vast sea of rats had reached the Peak of Grandmaster, just a step away from becoming a Demigod!

The other party didn't try to conceal their intentions, but instead issued a duel invitation, inviting him into their "Domain"...

Unlike the abyssal green depths in the south of Griffin Cliff, the "Flesh Swamp" outside Twilight City at this moment, whether in quality or quantity, significantly surpassed a level!

Carian's face showed some worries.

Although, as an ordinary person, she couldn't sense the immense pressure, she could see from Gunter's expression that the opponent's strength might be formidable.

Moreover—

The wave of rats was visibly looming in the distance.

Even without Gunter's expression, she could directly feel the impending scent of blood and death!

"Is that Selas or Kelan?" Brennan's face was filled with astonishment, his right hand holding the Champion's Axe trembling slightly.

He distinctly remembered that those two were just Platinum Level a few months ago, how had they grown so much stronger in such a short time?!

Rayden said nothing, just watched Twilight City covered by black clouds, hoping they wouldn't arrive too late.

The only ones on the battlefield not showing a difficult expression were probably the old "ancestors" from Wheat Field Village.

The soul fire flickering within their skulls burned with anticipation, showing no hint of fear, instead, some eager impatience.

The previous battles were just playing second fiddle, either overshadowed by the NPC Sword Saint or by the rocket shells of North Peak City.

This time it was finally their turn to shine, putting into practice the swordsmanship learned from the Sword Saint!

Child of Gourd: "My big knife is yearning for battle!"

Too Handsome to Sleep: "SKIP! SKIP!!"

Lighter: "Roar! Who dares bite me!"

Amid the creaking chatter from the "Holy Spirits," Gunter unemotionally drew the Great Sword from his back, responding to Brennan's stunned whisper.

"...No matter who that person is, leave them to me."

After speaking, he glanced at Carian nearby and continued in a deep voice, "As for those rats... leave them to you."

Carian nodded seriously and then looked toward Brennan.

Seeing the Holy Daughter looking at him, the Salvation Army's "Champion Warrior" quickly came to his senses, ordering the dwarf brothers pushing the Organ Rocket Launcher to prepare.

The amount of ammunition they had in reserve was likely insufficient to clear out all the "Chosen Rats" outside the city, but at least they could alleviate some pressure.

"Fire!!!"

With Brennan's order, the Organ Rocket Launcher lined up a snake-like formation, immediately emitting a deafening roar.

"Woo——!"

The piercing sound cutting through the air was like the Scythe of Death God swinging, dazzling fireworks exploded mid-air, and the fire oil ignited by the runes descended to the ground as a fiery rain!

The rat swarm outside Twilight City screeched.

Watching the blazing flames, many Chosen Rats were struck by fear deep in their souls, even if the cycles of their past lives were already forgotten.

They seemed to have experienced it once, but not in this unfinished "Nest City."

"Jay——!"

Meita let out a despairing scream, having just reincarnated in Otherworld, he hadn't had time to experience a fresh life as a rat before being consumed by the boundless Purgatory.

The flames burned his fur, searing each inch of his hide.

He cried in pain until he no longer had the strength to scream, his three-meter-tall body completely turning to charcoal.

An invisible hand grabbed the nape of his neck, taking his relieved soul from the ground to the black vortex in the sky.

'No—I don't want to go there! Let me return, I want to go back to where I was!' He struggled desperately to escape, but his soul had long been bound to Ulgos.

Without a moment's delay, what awaited him next was another world's battlefield, where perhaps a flicker of hope would allow him to catch a breath.

But perhaps, it was just another Hell.

And it was a true Hell.

In any case, it was the retribution for peddling addictive hallucinogens, though his sins far exceeded just selling snake oil.