Final Lord

Chapter 260 Daytime Woman!
“This is…mind control?” the snake servant on the left murmured in a hoarse voice, a flicker of unease in his yellow-green vertical pupils. He crouched down, using his scaly fingers to part the festering wounds of a half-goat corpse, the dripping pus hissing as it corroded. “Even the half-goat couldn’t resist this mind control effect.”

As their investigation deepened, they uncovered more horrifying details: heavy cavalrymen's horses had been strangled by their own reins, archers' quivers were stuffed with the severed fingers of their comrades, and shield bearers' oak shields were stained with flesh and blood they had scratched themselves. The entire battlefield was like a mad nightmare come to life, every detail telling of the madness of the dead in their final moments.

“Something’s not right…” The lead snake servant suddenly stopped, his body trembling slightly beneath his black robes. “We found the bodies of all the half-goat warriors, and even the remains of Sutton’s royal guard, but—”

“Satton himself is missing,” the snake servant on the right added, his voice tinged with barely concealed unease.

They searched every inch of the land and turned over every corpse, but they still couldn't find the extraordinary fourth-level patriarch.

The three of them simultaneously looked up into the depths of the Black Forest, where ominous gray mist swirled. Sutton seemed to have been swallowed up by this eerie forest, vanished without a trace, neither alive nor dead.

This discovery was even more horrifying to them than the corpses scattered all over the ground.

"Such a large battlefield, yet not a single enemy corpse or piece of equipment can be found. It seems that Sutton's troops were wiped out by the monsters of the Black Forest."

"No, it's definitely not that simple." The lead snake servant licked his cracked lips with his forked tongue. "Satton carries the White Rose. If it were just monsters, even if he couldn't defeat them, he shouldn't be unable to escape."

The three exchanged bewildered glances, fear appearing for the first time in their yellow-green vertical pupils. The battlefield before them was truly bizarre.

"Whether there are problems or not should be left to Viscount Hank to judge. We just need to report our findings truthfully. Let's go back; we shouldn't stay here any longer."

Just as they turned to leave, a cold, sharp sword light suddenly pierced through the forest mist.

"Gentlemen, are you leaving already?"

Wei Yi slowly emerged from behind the tree trunk entwined with mycelium, her twin swords gleaming coldly in the morning light. With a light touch of her toes, pure white feathers bloomed beneath her feet.

The blood-sucking serpent servants immediately assumed fighting stances, foul-smelling pus seeping from beneath their black robes. The lead serpent servant hissed, "It's you! Vee-Gru, disciple of the Crimson Flame Sword Saint! You killed Sutton and his troops? You can control the monsters of the Black Forest? You're a cultist!"

"Guess?" Wei Yi smiled gently. "There's a prize if you guess right."

Before she finished speaking, Wei Yi had already charged forward like a white crane skimming the water. The tip of her sword precisely pierced the throat of the foremost snake servant, but the instant it touched the pus and blood, she changed her move and slashed horizontally!
The sonic boom of the White Feather Sword Cry dispersed all the pus that splattered from the opponent's mouth.

Wei Yi rolled over and landed on the ground, her eyes filled with excitement as she said, "You just attacked me, didn't you?"

The Serpent Servant was shocked. That sword strike was actually a deceptive move that Wei Yi had specially prepared!
"Watch out! She knows our special skills!" The snake servant on the right roared and activated [Snake Transformation], his body suddenly swelling into a five-meter-long giant python of pus and blood.

But just as his snake-like eyes were about to lock onto his target, he discovered that Wei Yi's original spot was empty.

At this moment, Wei Yi had already leaped up the mushroom stem to the cap, and then soared into the air, her twin swords slashing down, creating a flurry of white feathers.

"Qianyu, bury!"

Wei Yi's soft shout exploded through the humus-scented forest. In an instant, countless white feathers burst forth from her sword's edge, sweeping down like a blizzard. Each feather carried a sharp sword aura, tracing a poignant arc in the air. The giant serpent, which had just completed its serpent transformation, hadn't even had a chance to spew out its venomous mist before it was completely engulfed by this white storm. "Hiss hiss hiss—"

The dense piercing sounds were like raindrops hitting banana leaves, and the giant python's scale-covered body was instantly riddled with holes.

Before the pus and blood, strong enough to corrode steel, could have seeped out, they were vaporized into a foul-smelling mist by the sword energy. As the giant python twisted and crashed to the ground, its vertical pupils were still frozen in disbelief and horror—this third-tier transcendent filthy apostle had not been able to cast a single life-saving spell until his death.

Instant kill!! Just one move!
Wang Bufu didn't invest so many resources in training Wei Yi just so she could fight the enemy with a sense of purpose. Wei Yi doesn't make a move easily; when she does, it's to crush the enemy and kill them instantly, otherwise, it's considered a sign of Wei Yi's weakness!
The pupils of the other two snake servants suddenly contracted to slits. Their bodies beneath their black robes trembled involuntarily, their yellow-green vertical pupils reflecting the rapidly cooling corpses of their companions.

This is hardly the extraordinary second-tier swordsman described in the intelligence reports. Viscount Hank had no idea about Wei Yi's strength at all.

"The intelligence is wrong!" the snake servant on the left hissed, his voice trembling. "Retreat immediately!"

The snake scales beneath their black robes stood on end in fear. Fortunately, the [Filthy Journey] effect was still active—as long as they didn't attack first, they were immune to three instances of damage. The thought had barely formed in their minds when the two snake servants shot off in opposite directions like arrows. Their slimy black robes left two intersecting black streaks in the forest, indicating they were planning to split up and escape.

They had thought it through clearly: no matter how powerful Wei Yi was, he was only one person, and he couldn't kill both of them in a short time. As long as one of them could escape and pass on the information about the Black Forest to Viscount Hank, it would be their victory.

"Want to leave?"

With a light touch of her toes on the mushroom cap, she moved like a white crane soaring through the air. Wherever her sword pointed, the mud shield that the snake servant on her right had just raised was instantly shredded into pieces by the sword energy.

Three times immune? Naïve. With Wei Yi's special skill activated, she can unleash eight sword strikes in 0.1 seconds!
The snake servant, at the third level of the extraordinary realm, didn't even have time to transform before being cut into three pieces by Wei Yi and falling to the ground.

Hearing his companion's screams behind him, the snake servant on the left didn't turn around; instead, he accelerated to his maximum speed. He had no time to mourn his comrade; he had to get Wei Yi's information out of there!
The snake servant, preoccupied with escaping, failed to notice that on the Corpse Fungus Sky Island in the sky, Mair was silently watching him, and above his head, the debt had already been incurred.
She could end the Serpent Servant's life at any time, if she so desired.

But Mair remained silent and let him leave quietly.

"My lord, are you really going to let him go?"

“Of course we should release him.” Wang Bufu’s calm voice echoed in Maier’s mind. “I’ve studied Viscount Hank’s life. You can say he’s bad, but you can’t say he’s incompetent.”

If all three snake servants were dead, he would definitely leave with his troops without hesitation.

He wouldn't fight a battle he wasn't confident of winning. But things were different after Wei Yi appeared. He would imagine everything that happened in the Black Forest and believe he could win.

Because for a commander, a single powerful individual is utterly insignificant compared to his own troops. I'm giving him the courage to enter the Black Forest.

Wang Bufu smiled slightly: "Every commander is a gambler, and gamblers don't play games they can't win. So I want to show him the odds of winning, and then... utterly crush everything he has!"

(End of this chapter)