Born, It's a Baby Weighing Over a Hundred Jin!

Annihilated.

The Demon Race were annihilated, just like Old Master Tong's Black Cat Troupe, chopped into pieces by the surging monsters, their deaths even more gruesome.

But their powerful vitality allowed them to writhe and attempt to revive even after being turned into mincemeat.

Gong Qiying stopped the monsters from continuing their attack. This group of monsters consisted of over twenty heavily armored ghoul knights, and among them was a heavyweight—the Black Knight.

Ensuring that those who fell into the trap would be instantly killed.

[Black Knight (Greatsword)]

[Mental Power Required Per Unit: 650]

[HP: C, Strength: C+, Intelligence: D, Endurance: C, Speed: C, Comprehensive Combat Power: C]

After a slow and long period of writhing, the Demon Race barely reformed, but their consciousness had fallen into a coma.

Gong Qiying picked out two that looked smarter to keep, and had the monsters throw the rest outside the portal.

Outside the portal, adventurers preparing to enter Sain Underground City were lined up in a long queue.

"Hurry up, people in front! You're too slow, I've been waiting forever!"

Verde shouted impatiently. He had come to challenge the Dungeon today, determined not to leave until he saw Sakaki.

After days of dying and coming back to life, his survival time in the swamp area had increased to a full half hour. This was a small step for him, and a small step for mankind!

However, with the discovery of the food area, the number of people flooding into the Dungeon had surged. Before, he could get in after waiting for at most an hour, but now?

He had been queuing for the entire morning! And still hadn't gotten in!

Pikachu was clamoring to come out of its Poké Ball, but Verde felt that now wasn't a good time; people shouldn't see Pikachu.

The person in front of him impatiently glanced back. He had intended to start an argument, but upon recognizing Verde, he shrunk his neck and said no more.

After waiting another half hour, past lunchtime, Verde finally stood before the portal.

"This wasn't easy," he took a deep breath, rallying his spirits. "Today, I will definitely find that person again!"

As soon as he stepped one foot into the portal and stuck his head in, he saw several unidentified objects hurtling towards him!

"Ah?"

The next second, with a "splat," the balls of flesh the Demon Race had formed directly smashed into Verde's face, sending him flying backward.

"Whoa, that person's flying!?"

"What flew out of the portal? Can someone go check?"

"Holy shit, what the hell is this?"

Verde lay on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably, clearly knocked out by the impact.

The culprits who knocked him out were piled on top of him, still twitching unconsciously. It was the first time anyone had seen something run backward out of the portal. Sain Underground City had two portals, one for entry and one for exit; they never mixed.

So everyone gathered around to witness this once-in-a-century scene. But when they clearly saw what was flying out, everyone present changed their expression.

"Hey, why do these things look so weird? Could they be demons..."

"Quick, go inform the Dungeon Lord!"

Compared to the commotion outside, it was much quieter on Gong Qiying's side.

Two unconscious demons lay beside him. For safety, he had transformed into the Hero Gargoyle beforehand. Since he still had some transformation time left, he figured he might as well use it.

Fatal injuries were difficult for the Demon Race to recover from. After their wounds healed, they remained unconscious, which posed a problem for interrogation.

Gong Qiying thought for a moment, then took out a plain healing potion and gave each demon half—by the way, he had bought this potion from the outside world.

As soon as they drank the potion, the demons' complexions immediately improved, and their breathing became steady.

He found some large iron chains and fastened them around their necks. Then, he immediately splashed a basin of cold water on them, patting their faces and urging, "Wake up! If you keep sleeping, I'll throw you into the cesspool."

The two demons opened their eyes in confusion, then saw Gong Qiying.

He expected them to react emotionally to the Hero Gargoyle's fierce appearance, but to his confusion, they merely stared blankly at Gong Qiying.

"Are they stupid?"

Gong Qiying extended a finger and flicked it to the left.

The demons' heads followed, turning to the left.

He flicked his finger to the right.

The demons' heads followed again, turning to the right.

This repeated, their heads shaking like rattles, but they wouldn't speak!

"Are these two idiots?!"

Enraged, Gong Qiying slapped them, causing them to spit out blood.

It seemed the slap had an effect. The demons' eyes cleared, and they actually reached out to fiddle with the chains around their necks, apparently trying to free themselves.

"Hey," Gong Qiying poked a demon's head, holding back his strength, and asked, "Where did you come from, and why are you here?"

The demons didn't speak, continuing to fiddle with the chains, which clanked loudly.

Gong Qiying sighed and tried poking the other one, but it was the same result.

No wonder these members of the Demon Race looked so dull just now; they were idiots.

He made many attempts, but he just couldn't communicate with them. These guys seemed to have lost their ability to speak. No, it wasn't just their speech; perhaps their intelligence had been lost along with it.

"If only there was a mind-reading spell," Gong Qiying flipped through his [Usable Monsters], searching for any monsters with abilities like mind-reading.

During the time he was flipping through, the two members of the Demon Race realized their remaining strength couldn't break the iron chains. They sat stunned in place, lost in thought.

After a short while, a bit of steam began to rise from their bodies, and their body temperatures slowly increased. As their temperatures rose, their appearances also underwent strange changes.

Their deformed bodies were actually slowly melting?

Their skin melted like a candle exposed to heat, gradually turning into a pool of flowing mucus that bubbled and boiled on the ground.

Gong Qiying frowned. This scene was a bit sanity-draining. Perhaps he could consider adding it to the monsters in the Dungeon.

After the robust and deformed bodies of the Demon Race melted, what was inside was revealed. It was actually—

"A human?"

Gong Qiying leaned down, pinching a human from the mucus with two fingers, and examined it closely from every angle.

No matter how he looked at it, its appearance was human. It was a young man with a rogueish look, his hands also dark. One glance reminded him of a certain man who had a strong sense of weightlessness.

If Sithran were here, she would have recognized him as one of the thugs who had caused trouble for her before—Morgan.

And the human revealed after the other member of the Demon Race melted was one of Morgan's lackeys, Ya Yi.

"A human. They can turn into members of the Demon Race?"

At this moment, Morgan's eyelids twitched.