Chapter 633
632 Soul Experiment
Chapter 633, Section 632: The Soul Experiment
A large portion of them were cheap cannon fodder; their sole purpose in being deployed to the battlefield was to contribute kills and boost the Imperial Army's confidence.
Furthermore, dead Puji can be recycled, and dead enemies can be decomposed. In the end, the actual loss of magic power is negligible.
Not to mention, with the skill of [Mycelial Recombination], many Puji get up as soon as the Imperial army leaves, crawl back through the underground network tunnels, and are sent to their second death as new Puji.
The correct way to fight Lin Jun is always to first destroy the fungal carpet and burn the corpses.
Unfortunately, very few people realize this now.
Clearly, none of the imperial generals who led this northern expedition grasped the key to this matter.
Although General Leonard's troops achieved successive victories in their battles against the Puji, the frequent fighting inevitably took a toll on the soldiers' physical and mental strength.
Coupled with his apprehension about the seemingly enormous number of targets, the experienced Leonard cautiously chose to postpone his advance.
As Leonard had predicted, the demonic forces, after easily defeating the Puji in their initial encounter, mercilessly mocked their allies' incompetence.
However, after a few more battles, they could no longer laugh.
It's not that these Puji are particularly powerful; the Demon Race is the elite of the elite.
On Leonard's side, the soldiers still needed to deal with Puji for a while, but on the Demon side, it was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.
After several battles, they only lost about ten men.
However, they are now even more conflicted than Leonard.
Those damned northern tribes, those damned Puji... they actually stole magic cores!
The importance of the Demon Core, as the sole source of newborn Demons, is beyond question.
In past battles, if they were victorious, they could easily collect the magic cores of their fallen comrades. Even if they were unfortunately defeated, the demon warriors would often spare no expense, even at the cost of more casualties, to desperately retrieve as many magic cores as possible.
Initially, when a demon warrior was unfortunately killed by one of those self-destructing bombs, and his demon core was not found during the cleanup of the battlefield after the battle, they simply attributed it to bad luck, perhaps the impact of the explosion had blown the demon core to an unseen corner.
But so far, sixteen people have died, only two have recovered the magic core, and the rest have all been stolen.
Yes, take it back!
Once a demon warrior falls, all the surrounding puffs, regardless of who they were originally attacking or what kind of damage they were suffering, will rush towards the corpse like a swarm of piranhas that have smelled blood!
Completely disregarding losses, they formed walls of mycelium with their round mushroom bodies, almost suicidally blocking other demon warriors who wanted to approach and collect their comrades.
In this brief respite bought with the lives of countless Puji, the magic cores of the fallen demon warriors would be seized and then stuffed into the stomachs of some unknown Puji.
The Puji scattered in all directions, and the demons could only rely on luck to intercept them. Even then, they had to contend with the obstruction of other Puji. If they were not careful, they would fall into the Puji's encirclement and suffer additional casualties on the spot.
boom!
A demon-blooded squad leader, his heavy fist clad in iron armor, slammed into a bare glacial rock beside him, splitting the hard rock in two.
"Damn it...it must be them! Those useless trash from the Northern Territory! Only they would go to such lengths to collect magic cores!"
"Look at the magic patterns on these useless people, they're all cold-resistant. Other tribes had people who survived, so their survival rate must be even higher!"
The other squad leaders nodded in agreement; indeed, some warriors had spotted a figure with horns on its forehead, resembling a demon, among the Puji Masters hiding in the distance.
The thought of the Northern tribes' fighting style disgusted all the squad leaders present.
Those cowards always hid in the distance, never showing their faces on the battlefield, relying entirely on these cowards to fight.
When they occasionally spotted their trail, they would turn and run away.
Several demonic squads that spotted the Puji Masters pursued them without success. Instead, they ventured deep into enemy territory, only to be surrounded by Puji appearing from all sides, losing several warriors before being rescued by other demonic forces.
After all the fighting, only one mage and one archer had any record of killing enemies from a distance; everyone else was just a bunch of cleanup crew.
This must have been incredibly painful.
At first, they could comfort themselves, but once the Puji was used up, these tribesmen would be nothing more than fish to be slaughtered.
Now, seeing yet another batch of pukiju ahead, with no decrease in number, no one can be so optimistic anymore.
Most importantly, they cannot afford to lose the magic cores in the North again.
After some thought, unlike Leonard, who still planned to complete the mission on his own, the demon commander reported the matter of Puji stealing the magic core to his own duke, hoping to get reinforcements to wipe out the demon tribe in the north and seize their cradle and magic core.
……
After the front lines reached a stalemate as expected, Lin Jun temporarily turned her attention elsewhere.
Ultimately, the two dukes on the other side did not use their full strength because they misjudged the strength of the Fungus Castle.
For the current Fungus Castle, it's just a small-scale operation. Even if something goes wrong, there are plenty of backup plans to cover it up. There's no need for Lin Jun to spend her precious energy paying attention to it all the time.
Behind them, the Abyss Magic Test Site was still under construction. Taking advantage of this lull, Lin Jun planned to redeem the rewards from the Yellow Book first.
Keeping one's word has always been Lin Jun's excellent quality.
In the past, I didn't understand why I hadn't received the title of "honesty." Only after meeting the Demon King did I realize that this old man had taken my spot.
Why didn't that Link guy just kill this slime with one sword back then?
You're losing one of your virtues!
[Finally...finally...]
After a agonizing wait of half a month, when even the souls of D-level personnel no longer tasted good, the Yellow Book finally received the boss's summons!
"Don't get so worked up. I never guaranteed it would work out. If you start making a fuss because it hasn't worked out, I won't hold back." Lin Jun laid it all out upfront.
[Of course, of course, I know...]
Although it says "I know," judging from how it keeps flipping through the pages, it's clear it's still incredibly excited.
However, once it was swept into the laboratory by the Marshal, its excitement immediately cooled down.
In the hidden experimental field, a luminous stone was placed in the center, illuminating the nearby fungal carpet.
To the left of the test site was a massive spatial rift leading to nothingness.
Beside the yellow book were all sorts of poofi, ready for battle.
The patterns on the walls also reveal various anti-reconnaissance and trap magic arrays.
It's like it's going to be executed after the experiment...
But soon, the yellow book's attention shifted from the surrounding arrangements back to the glowing stone.
It could be faintly felt that its core was being stirred by the light emanating from the stone.
Could it be...?
"Alright, let's try the direct sunlight effect first!" With that, Puji pointed the yellow book at the sunstone and pulled it to its maximum opening.
The sunlight from the sunstone bathed the pages in a golden glow.
[Oh...this is...this is!]
(End of this chapter)