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Chapter 811: Demons Without End

There was just a line of text engraved on the walls: "Congratulations, brave warrior. The most valuable treasure is the scenery you saw along the way."

The demons screamed and howled, waving their spiked maces madly as a storm of viridian leaves drowned them all.

The forest shook as a humongous figure, over five meters tall, appeared in sight. His skin was pitch-black, and he held a spiked mace of the same unusual color. The spikes on the mace dripped with poison, and the figure\'s skin was filled with pustules that gave off a poisonous fog.

The trees it passed by all began to wither—not just the green trees that Zhou Ying had summoned, but even the purplish-black mangroves that had initially belonged to the world. Every step the figure took dissolved tree roots and mud into sticky toxin, like the sludge near a swamp.

Even before it came close, Zhou Ying could sense its frightening aura, as well as a stench so vile it was basically toxic in its own right—as though the figure were a corpse that had been left to rot for weeks on end.

Zhou Ying knew who the figure had to be, then—the primordial great demon.

The leaves rustled around her as she sent them flying toward the figure like daggers, but they began to wilt just by being near the primordial demon, so toxic was the poisonous mist that it was spreading.

No lifeform could get close to it: not the trees, nor even the poisonous bugs that lived within the swamp.

Zhou Ying\'s [Avatar of the Fae: Earthbound Prison] certainly wouldn\'t be enough to deal with a foe of this magnitude of strength. Instead, she struck with [Worldbound Enclosure] immediately. Natural energy poured out of her, causing the land to emit a green glow as it began to quake.

Within moments, countless wood dragons emerged from the earth, surrounding the primordial demon among them all. The ebony dragons were dozens of meters long, and their barkskin was covered with golden luster.

With every wave of its mace, the primordial demon sent huge swathes of dragons flying.

More and more dragons emerged and tried to overwhelm the primordial demon, but it was far less clumsy and lumbering than its huge size would suggest. It rapidly waved its mace around and cleared out patch after patch of land and air, sending chips of wood flying all over. Some of the dragons were sturdier than steel, protected by barkskin of surprising resilience.

A regular demon might be unable to break through their defenses, but to the primordial great demon, it might as well have been ordinary bark.

Zhou Ying\'s forest continued emitting glowing green energy, replenishing her vitality as they processed the nutrients in the soil and turned it into life-giving energy, resurrecting the wood dragons.

The primordial demon\'s actions suddenly sped up by an order of magnitude, as though someone had pressed a fast-forward button. Its spiked mace swung repeatedly through the air, only to be caught off-guard as a beam of light shot out of the heart of the forest.

The wrist holding the spiked mace had been sliced off entirely by the beam of light, but the primordial demon\'s hand was already starting to regenerate. Its regenerative ability was even stronger than that of regular demons, and it was easily able to regrow even a cut-off hand. However, by then, the ebony dragons had surrounded it completely.

The primordial demon roared, tearing at the dragons with its arms as it tried to pick up its mace.

Zhou Ying certainly wasn\'t about to let it succeed. She had a few ebony dragons wrap themselves around the mace and fly off with it into the distance, denying the primordial demon its weapon.

The ebony dragons surrounded the primordial demon like a cocoon even as it continued to resist. As the primordial demon struggled, the cocoon deformed, but the limitless dragons won out in the end. The demon stopped struggling, and black fluid seeped out of the cocoon in huge quantities.

Zhou Ying\'s verdant forest glimmered with light. Motes of vitality dotted the air like fireflies, then flowed into Zhou Ying.

Suddenly, she glanced up at the sky and frowned. There was no rain of blood from the heavens. According to Zhang Lie, when a king of the realm died, the will of the world would mourn the king\'s passing, and a rain of blood would fall.

However, nothing had happened after the "death" of this king.

Just as Zhou Ying was contemplating what was happening, another gigantic demon appeared in her line of sight: again five meters tall, again pitch-black, again with a spiked mace coated with poison, again with skin covered with pustules, again releasing poisonous fog...

The demon in front of her was exactly the same as the one she had just defeated, as though it had been cloned. Zhou Ying furrowed her brows, frowning. "Was it just a stronger demon that I defeated, rather than the primordial demon...?"

The new primordial demon pounced toward her, and Zhou Ying retaliated with the same techniques as before, using her ebony dragons. Next, while it was tied down, she zipped through the forest and cut off its head.

So incredible was the demon\'s regenerative ability that it didn\'t die immediately even after its head had been severed. Instead, bulbous flesh appeared around the wound, as though the demon was about to grow another head.

Zhou Ying quickly killed the demon with her ebony dragons before it could do so, but the moment it died, another demon appeared over the horizon, exactly the same as before.

She could identify no difference between that demon and the former two she had killed. Two such demons might have been a coincidence, but three meant that something was amiss.

Zhou Ying couldn\'t distinguish one demon from another, but it was obvious that those three demons were all mirror images of one another.

"Well, we\'ll see just how many copies of you there are!" Zhou Ying continued to batter down the demons with brute force. Vitality emanated from her, and the purplish-black forest slowly turned green.

More ebony dragons emerged from the soil and trapped the demon, allowing Zhou Ying to kill it.

However, the demons that subsequently appeared were beyond what Zhou Ying could imagine...