Mushroom Lord in the Underground City-Chapter 288 - 280: Threat

In the arena, blurry figures kept surging in.

With every punch, Gallon shattered a figure.

After crushing two more figures, suddenly no new enemies appeared.

The familiar arena had somehow changed in style, as if inside a giant mushroom.

On the high platform, fluorescence illuminated the silhouette of a walking mushroom.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the Big Mushroom Arena! Tonight, our ’Star Gladiator’—the pride of the Empire, Demon Warrior, Gallon! Will once again showcase his ’unbreakable’ will! Let’s see how long he can hold on?"

The moment Puki’s words fell, the solid ground beneath Gallon suddenly softened and cracked.

Amidst the sinister sounds of roots breaking through the ground, several gigantic Tree Demons, covered in frenetic red veins, roared as they emerged!

Due to Lin Jun’s frequent use, the current [Spiritual Guidance] has reached level four, allowing for more variations.

Like with Gallon, the theme of his basic dream battle arena remains unchanged, but Lin Jun can transform it into a similar colosseum, replacing the shadowy enemies with demons imagined.

Of course, it can’t be too outrageous, or it will have a counterproductive effect.

Ultimately, this is a battle of spirit and soul, and all appearances are just guidance, hints, or like now, to break the opponent’s mental defense.

"Just these rotten wood pieces?"

Facing the attacking frenetic Tree Demons, Gallon roared defiantly, neither dodging nor escaping, as his iron fist filled with demon patterns struck out hard!

Sawdust and blood flew together, each collision made Gallon bleed more fiercely, yet he forcibly tore apart these massive enemies.

More Tree Demons followed one after another, staging a brutal and primitive showdown in the arena, where the demon pattern’s black light fiercely clashed with the frenetic red light of the Tree Demons’ trunks.

Though Gallon kept getting injured, his courage increased with each battle, until finally, he was the only one left standing.

Puki’s voice chimed in timely: "Tsk tsk, the appetizer seems to lack flavor? No worries! We have more exciting shows! The next dish—buzzing death!"

Next, poisonous Giant Needle Bees and twin-headed flying snakes spraying corrosive liquid appeared one after the other.

Gallon fought until his body was covered in wounds, yet he still didn’t fall.

Puki’s voice carried a trace of undetectable helplessness: "Incredible resilience... but the climax always unfolds in the most desperate moments! Are you ready for... the final destiny battle?!"

The lights in the arena suddenly dimmed, and on the highest, most grand viewing platform, the space distorted as a grotesque figure several meters tall slowly emerged.

Larger than in reality, exuding even more of an oppressive presence!

Xiao Hai, the ultimate enhanced version!

Those ferocious golden vertical pupils locked onto Gallon’s figure at the center of the arena.

Roar—!!!

After a soul-stirring dragon roar, Xiao Hai moved!

The massive body vanished from sight as if by teleportation!

Where Gallon stood, along with the surrounding sand, was struck by a terrifying attack!

The shockwave exploded in a ring, sending a dust storm 30 meters high sweeping toward the stands!

As the dust settled... in the center of the crater, Gallon kneeled on one knee, crossing his arms to block above his head!

His arms covered in the utmost demon-etched Scale Armor cracked, exposing bloody flesh and bone, with half his body plunged into the cracked hard rock layer!

Yet he, blocked it!

Xiao Hai’s giant claw hovered inches above his head, forcibly blocked by his heavily injured body!

"Is that all?!" His hoarse roar, filled with inexorable frenzy, echoed through the silent arena, "Not... enough at all!!!"

No matter how violently Xiao Hai ravaged, Gallon never fell nor yielded, until... the first ray of light crept over the horizon.

The dream twisted and blurred like a fading painting, eventually dissipating completely...

...

Indeed, it’s not so simple to break the mental defenses.

One could even say this Gallon’s mental strength exceeded his expectations significantly.

In the pitch-black, cold subterranean cell lit only by the dim glow of a few Glowing Mushrooms, Gallon awoke from deep "sleep," quickly recalling the current situation due to the pain radiating through his body.

His eyes were bloodshot and weary, yet showed not a trace of fear.

His limbs, shoulders, and waist were pierced and secured by Puki’s tentacles covered in hard Rock Armor, forcing him to maintain his humiliating kneeling posture, unable to move.

"Spiritual Magic?" Gallon glanced sideways at the silent Puki beside him, letting out a hoarse chuckle, "Heh... quite fitting for a sneaky rodent like you, who only dare to hide behind a puppet!"

A footstep echoed in the dungeon, and Hunter appeared before Gallon.

"Empire Demon Race," Hunter’s voice was deep, "What exactly do you intend to do? Why resort to killing without a word?"

Upon hearing the question, Gallon remained silent for nearly half a minute before asking back, "Gray... hasn’t colluded with you?"

After catching the momentary confusion and doubt in Hunter’s eyes, Gallon understood completely.

However, he didn’t regret sending back the accusation against Gray; his downfall was greatly helped by Gray’s flawed intelligence!

What about just one Half-diamond Level force?

That Black Dragon Man and these walking mushrooms, none were mentioned!

After internally cursing Gray numerous times, Gallon finally lifted his eyelids and coldly glanced at Hunter.

"Heh, what’s the point of telling you? Can’t you guess yourselves?" his tone was filled with mockery, "For the Demon Race, besides the Demon Core, what else is worth such a massive effort?"

His suspicions confirmed, Hunter’s face turned much grimmer.

Seeing this, Gallon instead grinned with blood-tainted lips, revealing a twisted smile: "Defeat me... so what? You’re up against the entire Empire’s Demon Race! Even the Empire itself! Just by that Dragon Man? What do you have to fight against the Empire? The more you resist... the more tragic your ending will be!"

"Release me now, bring your tribe and Demon Core with me back to the Empire, I can pretend none of this happened!"

"Or you can kill me now!" He stared into Hunter’s eyes, enunciating each word, "Then watch as your tribe, because of your stupidity and stubbornness... turn to ash and dust!"

Hunter didn’t reply, only shifted his gaze toward Gallon’s shoulder, where a speaking Puki climbed on.

"Tsk tsk tsk," that slimy, twisted voice carried exaggerated admiration, giving Gallon the ultimate experience of whispers, "Didn’t expect it, you brute, your tongue is quite smooth! Come, tell me how strong your Empire Demon Race really is? Frighten me, and maybe I really will... surrender?"

Even with his body fixed, Gallon couldn’t help but break out in goosebumps.

However, after Lin Jun personally spoke, he realized persuasion was futile, so he shut his mouth tightly, adopting a posture ready to die, immune to persuasion.

Receiving no response for a while, Lin Jun quickly lost interest, leaving this tough bone for Louisa, who had a keener interest.

After all, Lin Jun mainly captured him not for information, but for his [Physical Resistance Level 10].

As for the Empire threat Gallon spoke of, Lin Jun indeed didn’t take it seriously.

Far North is not a place anyone can easily reach!

A large army is nearly impossible; they will send elites.

If they’re not strong enough, they’re just sending away meals. If too strong, Lin Jun can always just roll up the entire Demon Tribe back to his hometown!

Over there, there’s Thunder Punishment, Combat Puppets, and even humans, come if you dare!

Of course, if a bigshot with absurdly strong levelless skills comes, Lin Jun would promptly seal the Rift connecting to the Far North tight!

After all, the Far North here is just a sub-base; the most valuable asset is the переносимое Demon Race.

With an escape route available, Lin Jun genuinely doesn’t care.

The only slight regret is, Lin Jun originally planned to befriend the Demon Race as well.

Given the current situation, that objective seems a bit out of reach now.