Gospel of Spores: My Knights Are Beyond Comprehension

If "God" exists, then it must be made of mycelium.

Lu Yuan has always believed this. He is the cleaner of the Ninth Abyss, the hidden ruler of Blackiron City, and the creator of flesh-and-blood machinery.

Wearing the skin of a dead paladin, with a star's fire burning in his chest, captured by spores, he has built his own "nursery" in the lightless world beneath the earth.

Here, ogres are more than mere laborers: they are killing machines fitted with steam-powered prosthetics.

Here, goblins are no longer cowardly thieves: they are suicide squads whose pain nerves have been cut out.

Here, death is never the end. It is only the beginning of becoming "fertilizer."

When the Church's crusaders raise the holy light and try to purge the evil underground, they are horrified to discover that their foes are no longer a scattered mob of monsters.

They face a disciplined, immortal "Disaster Legion" equipped with technology that fuses biology and machinery.

In response to the Archbishop's challenge, the black-armored knight seated upon a throne of flesh lets out a hoarse chuckle:

"You worship an empty light, while I... give them real flesh."