Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation.

Chapter 567 Traitors Must Die! (Please Subscribe!)
"What kind of guy is that?"

Tata tilted her head and muttered to herself, her voice so soft that only she could hear it.

Although it is a demigod, it is extremely unbalanced, only excelling in strength, and has basically not developed other abilities.

But its many years as a security guard for the sacred tree have given it a special talent: the ability to sense approaching malice.

More accurately, it is its soul that can smell the arrival of something.

An extremely subtle yet chilling and ominous aura of danger was slowly and steadily piercing through the mist, approaching the heart of Eldar.

This aura was cold and heavy, carrying the metallic stench and the chilling presence of ancient spirits, completely at odds with the vibrant natural energy of this land.

Something bad is here!

Tata, who considers himself the "guardian," disdains uninvited guests lurking in the shadows with clearly ill intentions.

Its strength is not weak; it is estimated to have the power of a peak legendary figure, but not quite epic. In front of me, it would only take one punch.

Oh, no, except for that special guy.

That white-haired guy probably can't be killed with one punch; if they really started fighting, it would probably take many punches...

Tata was unaware of Herbert's background and had no interest in probing him.

It was actually more curious about the red-haired guy's true strength than him—that guy hadn't even recovered his original form, so it was obvious he hadn't had time to use his full strength.

If I could really turn her back into her original form, I'd probably be able to fight to my heart's content for a while.

Unfortunately, after confirming that he was an ally, that guy showed no intention of making a move at all, and just spent all his time eating... all he did was eat!
Tata lost interest in the "harmless" appearance of the hungry dragon and wandered aimlessly around the Elda territory all day—where she was touched and groped by those audacious priestesses and dressed up like a doll all day long.

Tata would climb up a tree to avoid those overly enthusiastic guys.

Now, I finally have the chance to stretch my muscles and bones.

It hates these sneaky guys the most.

So annoying!
Like an annoying bug!
They might as well be brave and just rush up and get punched by it; then I could give them a quick death.

"Hoot!"

It snorted unhappily and prepared to jump down and punch the guy, smashing him straight into the ground.

How dare they disturb my vacation!

I wonder if the guardian of the sacred tree is resting here right now?

Hmph, let me give you a punch!
However, despite her dissatisfaction, Tata was not surprised by the malicious approach; in fact, she felt it was just as expected.

As expected, the apparent peace was only a temporary ceasefire; the Misty Mountains were truly a place of constant crisis.

Tata lowered its body slightly, its muscles began to tense, its pupils shrank to thin lines, and its claws silently sprang out from its paw pads.

Just as the demigod power within Tata began to flow quietly, preparing to leap down from the top of the treetop to deliver a warm "Guardian's Iron Fist" to the uninvited guest, its movements suddenly stopped.

"Huhao?"

It blinked and looked at Elda, who seemed completely unaware.

Tata keenly sensed that some extremely subtle, but absolutely undeniable, changes were taking place on the land beneath her feet.

There were no alarms, no shouts, and not a trace of panic.

But it could sense that the entire Eldar transformed in an instant when the threat approached.

Like a sleeping giant, its eyes not even fully open, but every scale on its body has quietly stood up, its muscles are taut, and it has entered its most efficient hunting state.

They were not entirely unprepared, nor were they completely unaware.

"Tsk..."

Tata pouted, relaxed her body again, but her gaze remained fixed on the direction of the mist. She pursed her lips and huffed:

"Wow, you're really fast. You don't give anyone a chance to show off."

Although it is not good at handling interpersonal relationships, it knows that this is not a situation where it needs to get involved.

Or rather, it's far too early for it to make a move.

The territory's defense system has seamlessly switched from "routine" mode to "enemy defense" mode.

The one who orchestrated all of this was not the special white-haired lord Herbert, but someone else entirely.

Tata's gaze fell on the center of the territory, on the building that was originally built as the city lord's mansion but was eventually converted into a command post.

"Misser, how is the situation?"

Deep within the command post, the centaur Sophia stood silently before a massive sand table made of luminous mycelium and pure crystal.

The mushroom merchant, manipulating his "puppet," shrugged and said, "As you can see, the debugging is complete, and there were no problems in this test."

That special sand table was different from the inferior objects used by ordinary people, and it was also quite different from the sharpening tools that mages had carefully crafted.

This sand table is alive.

The mycelium of various colors perfectly reproduces the miniature landscape of the Eldar territory and the surrounding area, and the people on it even change positions at any time to update the changes in real time.

Sophia's body was clad in light yet sturdy leather armor, which accentuated her agile and powerful physique, while her horse was covered in battle armor.

Her face was as calm as a snow-covered mountain peak, and her light-colored eyes showed no emotion, only pure rationality.

“The target has entered the outer three zones of the ‘fungal carpet’.”

This is the little thing that the mushroom merchant has been tinkering with recently. Miser is getting more and more addicted to monitoring, so he simply buried his body deep under his territory. His incredibly huge mycelial network is like the nervous system of the earth, covering every inch of the territory and even extending into the mist.

Any creature that steps into this "fungus carpet" will have its weight, magical fluctuations, physical condition, and even emotional state captured and reflected by the mycelium.

On the sand table, the green dot representing Eldar remained calm and unchanged.

On the eastern edge of the mist, an ominous, flickering crimson dot is moving at a constant speed toward the interior of the territory.

"What's the specific strength?"

"Let me take a look..."

The mushroom merchant's voice rang out again, providing a more detailed analysis:
"His apparent strength is at the peak of the legendary level, and his aura contains death, order, and slaughter... He's probably a 'legendary hero spirit,' likely from the hero spirit battle group you mentioned, right?"

Sophia's lips curled into a barely perceptible, icy smile.

Sure enough, it came anyway.

"Everyone, proceed according to Plan Number One."

Her voice, transmitted clearly through the unique spiritual link between the Heroic Spirits, reached the consciousness of every combat Heroic Spirit.

"Let him in, cut off his escape route."

"Archers, prepare your 'Silent Arrows'; warriors, take up your 'node' positions."

"Without my order, do not expose yourselves or engage the enemy." The order was carried out swiftly and silently.

On the sand table, dozens of smaller blue dots representing friendly units began to move like flowing water towards the sides and rear of the path of the scarlet dots, quickly forming an invisible and deadly net.

Tata watched all this from the treetop, and it could sense the presence of the heroic warriors hidden in the shadows, caves, and even the fluctuations in the air.

They seemed to blend into their environment, their murderous aura suppressed to the extreme, with only their most primal hunting instincts flowing silently.

"What... a terrible bunch of guys."

Tata muttered, its tail tip swaying gently, looking down at the whole scene from its high perch, waiting like a spectator for the drama to unfold.

Fortunately, the actors didn't make it wait too long.

The uninvited guest revealed their location first.

Hundreds of meters from the border of Eldar territory, the mist was forcibly pushed aside by a brute force, revealing a tall and imposing heavily armored figure.

boom!
A heroic spirit that embodies the classic image of a heavily armored warrior as described in every legendary epic.

He was over two and a half meters tall, his entire body covered in thick, simple, unadorned dark metal armor, which was engraved with dull, ancient runes.

He had no mount, but every step he took on the ground produced a dull rumble, as if he himself were a moving mountain.

He wore a helmet, and beneath his visor, only two points of icy blue soul fire burned, locking onto the peaceful territory ahead.

He held an exaggeratedly long lance, wrapped with dark red energy patterns, its tip pointing to the ground. Wherever it passed, the grass withered and the soil turned scorched black.

"traitor……"

A roar, like metal scraping against metal, erupted from behind the visor, vibrating the air and shattering the long-standing tranquility of the territory.

The voice contained boundless rage and a desecrated faith.

"Disgrace! Thief! In the name of the Legion, I hereby declare the end of the traitor!"

No warnings, no more nonsense.

The legendary warrior raised his lance high, pouring all his strength into it without reservation.

hum!
The dark red energy patterns lit up instantly, becoming as hot and dazzling as lava. The destructive energy fluctuations caused the surrounding air to distort and ionize, emitting crackling sounds.

At this moment, a terrifying aura expanded, shining as brightly as a lighthouse in the night, even amidst the thick fog.

He knew that the other party would definitely notice his presence, and that he had brought death and judgment.

But he no longer hides his existence.

At this distance, even if the other party reacts, it will be too late.

Even Tata, perched atop a tree, blinked, her paws itching again, and muttered, "Hmph, that was pretty scary."

The next moment, Garr, with the force of throwing a mountain, hurled the lance, which had turned into a streak of blood-red light, toward Elda!

"Traitors must die!"

Whoosh!
The lance tore through the air with a deafening shriek, leaving a long, dark red trail, like a vengeful meteor falling from the sky, carrying the power to destroy everything, and hurtling straight toward its target!
This all-out attack was enough to easily pierce the city walls, destroy the town, and erase the territory established by the traitor from the map.

Tata's body tensed up again. Although it knew that Elda was on guard, it was still unsure whether Sophia's group could withstand such an attack.

Should I help you out?

However, even if others can't stop him, the red-haired guy who's been eating the whole time can definitely stop him.

Tata's hesitation was unnecessary.

There was absolutely no need for Valentina to take action.

Just as the crimson lance was about to touch the seemingly harmless fences dotted with fluorescent mushrooms on the outermost edge of the territory, a sudden change occurred.

Centered on Elda, countless complex and intricate magical runes emitting a pale blue light instantly lit up on the ground within a radius of 100 meters!

These runes intertwined and interwoven, instantly forming a semi-transparent, inverted bowl-like runic barrier that enveloped the entire core territory.

That was a protective array that Freyme had personally carved when she came to Eldar in her spare time. It drew upon the water elemental magic in the nearby seawater, providing it with a continuous source of energy.

After Misser and others continuously replenished and strengthened the protective array, stopping the legendary attack in a short time was not a problem at all.

The crimson lance slammed violently against the barrier.

There was no earth-shattering explosion as expected, no frenzied clash of energy.

There was only a dull, strange sound, like cloth being torn apart, or like the sigh of a giant beast in the deep sea.

laugh--

The dark red energy, powerful enough to destroy mortal cities, melted and vanished rapidly the moment it touched the pale blue barrier, just like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.

The brilliant light on the lance quickly dimmed, the runes extinguished one by one, and finally, the metal lance, having lost all power and magic, began to decay rapidly like ordinary iron.

With a clang, the rusty spear fell limply onto the grass in front of the barrier, splashing up a few specks of dirt before quickly shattering and turning to ashes.

The barrier that had blocked the lance's attack remained completely still, without even a ripple. Its pale blue light shone steadily, as if silently mocking the intruder's overestimation of his abilities.

For the first time, the icy blue soul flame of the legendary hero flickered violently.

"What!!?"

Clearly, what he was seeing was completely beyond his expectations.

According to what he learned, Eldar was just a hideout built by many traitors. Although it had a few powerful fighters who had killed the three-headed chimera, when did it acquire such a powerful defensive array?

He must be very confused right now, haha~

Misser observed the legendary hero's reaction through his mycelium, and chuckled, "Although I can't see his expression, his soul fire is trembling. I'm worried he'll be scared to death!"

"hehe."

Sophia did not respond to the mushroom merchant's comments. Her gaze remained cold as she looked through the sand table at the crimson dot that had been briefly stunned after its all-out attack was easily neutralized.

"Do it."

She uttered the command softly.

Almost at the same instant Sophia gave the order, the "calm" around the heavily armored warriors was shattered.

Dozens of emerald green arrows, like venomous snakes, shot out from the shadows from all directions and instantly landed in front of him.

But just before the arrows reached them, the heavily armored warrior roared, "You think this can stop me?!"

The arrows were blasted backward by the burst of energy and all stuck in the ground.

"Who can stop me?!"

(End of this chapter)