Mimic and Troop-Exploding Trap

The Demon Race, a cruel, cunning, evil, and bloodthirsty race.

Chaos is the greatest characteristic of this race. Races like Humans, Elves, Dwarves, and Orcs all have more or less common racial traits, such as pointed ears, short stature, etc.

But the Demon Race is not like that. Each of them looks bizarre. What they grow up to look like completely depends on what monsters their parents ate. The more of a certain monster they eat, the more the resulting Demon Race will resemble that monster.

However, the truth of this statement remains to be verified, because someone tried feeding the Demon Race only vegetarian food, and the result was not the birth of a Vegetable Person.

In short, as long as they have horns on their heads, a tail behind them, dark skin, and various other mutated features, they are part of the Demon Race.

They possess intelligence no less than Humans, but their desire for slaughter far exceeds that of Humans, hence their notorious reputation on the continent.

Every one to two hundred or two to three hundred years, a super individual is born within the Demon Race, known as a "Demon King." At that time, the Demon Race will obey the Demon King's command and stir up a disaster that sweeps across the continent.

When the Demon King brings about World Ending, Brave Heroes will stand up. History records that the Demon King has never defeated a Brave Hero.

The current Demon Race is holed up in the Western Continent, lying dormant and waiting for the Demon King's revival.

So how did these things get into Sain Underground City?

The Arnor Kingdom borders the sea to the east, is shrouded in dense fog year-round to the north, is separated from other Human nations by a vast desert to the south, and borders the Western Continent, where the Demon Race resides, to the west.

Fortunately, continuous high mountains block the Miasma between the two lands, but not many people live on the borders of the Arnor Kingdom.

Bed City is located in the southwest. It's not on the border, but it's also a stretch to classify it as inland. It's stuck in the middle.

If the Demon Race wanted to enter Bed City, they would have to pass through dozens of large cities. There are also strict detection magic spells at the border for demons. How did they manage to get here alive?

Is there anything in Bed City worth them risking their lives to come here?

"I want to catch a few and interrogate them."

Gong Qiying became interested.

Although his current race is a living corpse, and his daily job is to harm Adventurers, who are temporarily mainly Humans, he has always considered himself a good person.

Towards the Demon Race, which everyone wants to beat to death, he also harbors a simple sentiment—he wants to kill them.

Whether for public or private reasons, he cannot pretend not to see them. After all, the Demon Race kills people. The more people the Demon Race kills, the fewer potential customers he has in his underground city.

You ask why he doesn't use the Demon Race to replace Humans? It's all the same for earning Mental Power anyway.

The answer is that Gong Qiying prefers Humans to the Demon Race, it's that simple.

He'll capture a couple for interrogation, break the limbs of the rest, and throw them out of the underground city for the people outside to deal with.

He immediately came up with a plan, continuing to monitor the Demon Race's every move, looking for any opportunities along the way.

"The direction they're heading. I remember there's a new trap set up over there, perfect for this."

Five demons walked through the swamp.

Their eyes lacked any brilliance, as if covered by a layer of shade, but this also made their appearance more terrifying.

There was no communication between them. They looked as if they regarded their companions as nothing, but when a demon rushed over to attack, their attacks were surprisingly coordinated.

"Gada Gada--"

Several Skeleton Monsters, under Gong Qiying's control, charged at a demon whose entire body was covered in blades, even its arms resembling long swords. By normal logic, Skeleton Monsters' slashing attacks should have resistance.

That demon knew this theory too. It slightly shifted its body, and a sound of air being torn apart could be heard. An iron ball the size of a human head suddenly appeared and smashed the Skeleton Monsters.

Shattered to this extent, even if they didn't die, they wouldn't be able to get up for a while.

One demon silently retracted the iron ball. Upon closer inspection, it turned out the iron ball had grown from its body. Its left arm was a tentacle, connected tightly to the iron ball at the tip.

These demons' attack methods were to utilize their physical characteristics. Those with long swords for arms would use slashing attacks, and those with wings on their backs would fly up and charge.

"Good reaction time."

Gong Qiying continued to control monsters to attack the demons. However, whether it was a sneak attack or a frontal confrontation, the opponents had ways to fend them off, at most paying some injuries as a Price.

He controlled five waves of attacks in total. The final result was two demons severely injured and three lightly injured.

But after the demons' Flesh squirmed for a while, all the injuries he had painstakingly inflicted were healed. This showed that demons possessed strong recovery abilities.

However, even though their appearances had recovered, the footsteps of the two severely injured demons began to falter. The consumption of Stamina couldn't be replenished in a short time.

"They only look intimidating on the outside. Their actual combat power might be even less than Sithran's." Unconsciously, Gong Qiying had already started using the people around him as a unit of measurement for combat strength.

The good news was that the combat power of these demons wasn't particularly strong; they could be dealt with.

The bad news was that demons of this strength could sneak in. What were the Guards of Bed City doing?

Were the people near the Teleportation Gate blind?

Under the pursuit and blockade of monsters, the demons' footsteps became hurried. They darted around the swamp like headless flies, quickly losing their direction.

Throughout their escape, any monster that appeared in front of them was ruthlessly killed. They were being chased by many monsters, and falling behind even slightly could lead to being surrounded and "dumpling-wrapped." Yet, the demons were willing to waste time killing the nearest monsters.

Could it be true, as the rumors said, that demons were extremely bloodthirsty? So bloodthirsty that they disregarded everything else?

At this moment, a treasure chest appeared before them. Many Withered Trees surrounded the treasure chest, making it look like they had enclosed it, with only an opening facing the demons.

The demons glanced at each other. They still said nothing, but they had already made their decision and walked together to open the treasure chest.

Should they be called careless or ignorant? In any case, they walked together into the encirclement of the Withered Trees.

One demon knocked on the treasure chest, confirming there was something inside. With a slight effort, it lifted the lid of the treasure chest.

The nearby demons also curiously gathered around.

There was indeed something inside the treasure chest, but it was strange—a wet, slimy tongue, with a row of sharp teeth growing along the edge of the box.

This was a Mimic!

Before the demons could react, two withered, pale arms suddenly shot out from the treasure chest, grabbing the closest demon tightly. Its mouth opened, and with one bite, it tore off half of the demon's body!

The surrounding demons snapped back to reality, and their attacks rained down on the Mimic like a storm, tearing it to shreds in the blink of an eye!

But it was too late!

When they tried to turn back, their escape route had disappeared at some point! Dense Withered Trees surrounded them, even blocking out the sky.

And at this moment, a series of dangerous auras appeared, and bright lights emerged from the ground. They were magic circles, and a casual glance was enough to make one dizzy. By estimation, there were twenty to thirty of them!

Within each magic circle, the figures of demons were slowly taking shape!

"Finally took the bait,"

Gong Qiying's corpse-like face broke into a grin, revealing a terrifying smile.

This trap was something he came up with while recalling Sword Art Online.