Mushroom Lord in the Underground City-Chapter 406 - 398: Virelis and the Abyss Beast

[Name: Virelis]

[Level: Level 76]

[Racial Talent: Rapid Adaptation, Shadow Affinity]

[Skills: Shadow Shuttle Level 10, Shadow Mark Level 10, Shadow Manipulation Level 10, Enchanting Sound Level 10, Physical Resistance Level 10, Magic Resistance Level 10... Regeneration Level 9, Abyss Magic Level 9... Multiple Wills Level 6...]

What a buddy bureau...

Virelis appeared to be a girl of only fifteen or sixteen, her purple eyes carrying an imperceptible charm, clearly embodying the widespread enchanting demon bloodline among half-demons. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

However, the tail swinging behind her was not the heart-shaped one common to enchanting demons, but more slender and flexible, with a sharp end like a black arrowhead, swaying restlessly with her emotions.

Black patterns wrapped around her petite figure, those markings seemed alive, continuously shifting and reshaping with her exaggerated laughter.

"Hahahahahahahaha!" The corners of the young girl’s mouth stretched into an almost tearing arc, "I, I’ve never seen such a round vampire before! Hey, if you transform into a bat now, wouldn’t you become a fat bat that can’t fly?"

She even cheerfully reached out to pat Sigmund’s belly, only to be blocked by his expressionless lifting hand.

On the surface, Sigmund’s facade remained calm, but inside, fury was surging, though it wasn’t directed at Virelis’s mockery.

He had long anticipated that in his current state, he couldn’t escape ridicule from Virelis, Eleanor, and even his old rival Alama.

What truly caught him off guard was—

"Puhahaha, fat bat!" The indifferent laughter in his mind almost made him want to go down with the perpetrator.

Virelis took quite a while to finish laughing, then suddenly tilted her head and in a nearly saccharine tone said, "But... it’s kind of cute being chubby. I like it, Sigmund~"

The voice seemed to possess special power, causing the eyes of several blood knights behind Sigmund to become dazed.

However, Sigmund, who had been keeping his guard up, wasn’t affected. Almost the moment she uttered "like,"—

Blood Manipulation · Barrier!

The blood instantly condensed before him into a thick shield, and almost at the same time, multiple shadow spikes erupted from Virelis’s shadow, striking the blood shield with a heavy hiss.

Fending off this sudden blow, Sigmund swiftly retreated several yards back in a seemingly graceful manner, creating a safe distance from Virelis.

The blood knights behind him quickly drew their weapons once they regained their senses, blood power coiling around the blades, and ominous red glows flashed in their eyes, their killing intent locking onto Virelis, waiting only for their master’s command to charge forth.

However, Sigmund simply stood there coldly, saying nothing.

"Tsk," Virelis displayed a profoundly hurt expression as if she wasn’t the one who initiated the lethal ambush earlier.

Her arrowhead-shaped tail agitatedly tapped against the ground, producing a slight "da-da" sound.

"Really, you moved away right after I said I like you... I just wanted to get closer to you."

"Forget it." Sigmund didn’t want to engage in such dangerous topics with this unpredictable lunatic, he cast his gaze towards the troops behind Virelis, who were reorganizing, and asked the question that mattered most to him, "Where is your Abyss Beast?"

"You mean my little darling?" Virelis blinked her purple eyes, "Visarius borrowed it to have some fun."

"The Prince took it away..." Sigmund was somewhat disappointed, he originally planned to use it to fiercely deal with Alama.

"The news of your presence here won’t stay hidden for long, we must arrange a strategy quickly. I will inform you of the specific plans later, but in the meantime, you and your people..." his tone intensified, "stay put, don’t wander around."

Having said that, he didn’t wait for Virelis’s inevitably offbeat response, his entire body flashed with blood light, transforming into a bat, and flew back towards the Crimson Tower.

To be honest, he too would rather hide far away like Solalin, never coming to meet this mentally disturbed person.

But among the three dukes, someone had to take on the duty of communication and coordination, this onerous task couldn’t be avoided.

Being attacked tentatively this time was still okay.

"Why did she attack you just now?" In his mind, Lin Jun reined in his joking tone as well, after all, Virelis just attacked their shared precious vessel!

"Who knows what that crazy woman was thinking... But in any case, don’t let her like you." For the safety of their body, Sigmund didn’t hold back, earnestly warned, "But ideally, don’t even meet her."

"She can control shadows, what kind of hybrid is that?"

"Troll, Enchanting Demon, Shadow Demon."

"Troll and Enchanting Demon are understandable... Shadow Demon? Isn’t that more akin to Elemental Creatures? Enchanting Demons are handy to this extent?" Lin Jun felt his worldview challenged once again.

"I wouldn’t know that." Sigmund replied, "All I know is, she was brought out by His Majesty from a Demon King’s laboratory that was accidentally discovered."

"Demon King’s... laboratory?"

Lin Jun wanted to learn more about the Demon King, but whether Sigmund truly knew little or just didn’t wish to discuss further, he couldn’t extract more information.

And when they returned inside the Crimson Tower, Lin Jun received some bad news.

His two loyal half-vampire underlings had only returned half-intact?!

...

Northwest Front.

When that Abyss Beast appeared on the horizon, the morale of the United Kingdom Army visibly plummeted to rock bottom.

It seemed to be an abomination against the concept of life.

Dragon head, bear body, scorpion tail... and a pair of enormous, tattered wings from different owners, forcibly fused and magnified into a terrifying, mountain-sized amalgamation.

With each step it took, the earth issued a heavy groan, the tremors shot up the soldiers’ spines, shaking them to their core.

It didn’t seem to be a demon naturally conceived, more like a creature freed from the depths of nightmares.

Commander Duke Brunus’s voice was dry and strained, he unconsciously wiped the cold sweat drenching his forehead repeatedly, his pricey silk gloves thoroughly soaked.

"Wh...what should we do?" He instinctively looked to his side, as if it was his only hope.

Sword Saint Elvyn’s gaze slowly swept over the fright-stricken Kingdom camp and eventually returned to the distant behemoth, his voice carrying a hint of helplessness: "We can only try to slay it... That purple glow in the chest should be its core, right?"

Shi Wu worriedly asked, "Master, will it be okay?"

Elvyn placed his hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist: "It’s the first attempt, only trying will tell."