Chapter 1611: 976: Roar, Adventurers! Rampage, Dungeons! (10,000-Word - )

"Wha-What are those...""D-De-Demon Clan!?"

"Aren’t they the Alliance of the Three Great Religions?"

The rebel army guarding the city found something even more shocking than the nearly collapsing city wall.

The armies of the Three Great Religions, symbols of God’s followers, all mutated in the blink of an eye.

Flesh proliferation, bones twisted, shells mutated, giant wings spread, claws transformed...

Changes that no normal creature should have appeared continuously among this army of ten thousand, the tearing of flesh and reshaping of bones, along with the cries and wails of mutation, intertwined into a twisted symphony.

For the rebels, who were still in a daze, this symphony brought oppression no less than the theme music of the Boss Monsters in Sain Dungeon.

After five blinks, the mutation ended.

What was reflected in everyone’s eyes this time were thousands of Aliens – in the blink of an eye, the Alliance of the Three Great Religions had fallen to become the iron heel of the Demon Clan.

No two demons were exactly the same, each mutation was unique, every one required a distinctive strategy, and each one’s power was definitely moving towards Elite!

They abandoned their previous silent puppet-like image and roared towards the dim sky.

On top of the walls, even the battle-hardened veterans had their legs go weak at the sight of this demonic scene, and it would not be surprising if some lost their will to fight on the spot.

This was a hundred times more terrifying than when Hepa Town was invaded by the Demon Clan before.

"A new species?"

Gong Qiying watched the changes of these demons; they were different from those who had previously transformed using the Fallen Demon Egg.

He couldn’t feel any spiritual power from these demons, nor any presence of faith; they were just moving masses of flesh that kill.

As the City Lord, he naturally could perceive the strength of this demon horde, and in realizing their power, he couldn’t help but sigh:

Truly worthy of being the handiwork of Huang Guang, once an Avatar of the Light God and now Pope of the Holy Light Church.

Stronger than any opponent encountered before in Sain Dungeon...

Therefore, Gong Qiying judged that it was absolutely impossible for Hepa Town’s current army to win. Perhaps if Sain lent some adventurers to help, it might work, but how could he drag uninformed people into this level of battle?

The last time with the Hidden Blood Parasite was only because Sain Dungeon provided absolute security that some competent adventurers were brought to assist.

Gong Qiying glanced at Sain Dungeon’s spiritual power reserves, which showed an amount those roadside dungeons could never dream of, but...

"The reserves of spiritual power still haven’t reached my ideal standard, there’s still a ways to go before summoning Him."

He urgently needed to exploit the adventurers currently in Sain Dungeon and sell off some map resources, but these would take time.

Fortunately, he had already prepared contingency plans for such a situation.

In the City Lord’s room, Gong Qiying slapped a number of pre-prepared letters on the altar. These letters were instantly sent to the corresponding dungeons.

And having done all this, he connected to communications with Red Teeth Dungeon and said:

"Brother, come help me out."

Meanwhile.

"What should we do, what should we do!" "We can’t beat them, we absolutely can’t beat them!" "I-I’m running away first!"

This Demon Clan seemed to have its own Fear Aura; any soldier with slightly weaker willpower couldn’t withstand the encroaching fear, and half of the rebel army’s combat power collapsed in that instant!

The instinct of fear when facing a strong enemy made them think only of self-preservation.

In places where people could not see, those engulfed in fear had tendrils of Holy Light emerging from the top of their heads, flying towards a singular distant direction.

Hevi’s hand trembled against the castle bricks, a tendril of Holy Light above his head, instinctively turning towards the direction of the Underground City Teleportation Gate.

He rarely spoke of such despairing words, but now, he permitted those unable to bear the fear to flee.

And flee quickly! The walls of Hepa Town were already tottering, unable to withstand the Demon Clan’s claws for more than a few minutes!

Damn Three Great Religions, what on earth has happened to you now to transform into the Demon Clan! Have you fallen so low as to cooperate with the Demon Clan? What has happened to the Holy Light Church, a place once teeming with heroes!

But before he had a chance to utter words that could shake morale, he saw the Evil Spirits outside the city turn to charge as black flashes towards the reinforcements oblivious to the situation.

"Not good! Quickly notify them to retreat!"

His own people could escape using the Teleportation Gate, but the outside reinforcements couldn’t!

The reinforcements outside noticed the approaching Demon Clan, with the leading cavalryman rather puzzled saying, "What’s with the Three Great Religions’ attire, why is it all so bizarre?"

"Whoosh!"

A gust of wind swept past, like a black flash rushing by the cavalryman’s side.

"Huh?"

He made a confused sound, then the world spun around him.

"Thud!"

The cavalry’s head, encased in an iron helmet, plummeted heavily to the ground, blood gushing from the severed neck.

"Demons! It’s the Demon Clan! Full retreat!"

"Ahhhhh—"

This batch of demons was exceedingly swift, the vanguard already breaking into the reinforcements, carving through as though in an unmanned territory, stirring a storm of blood!