Mushroom Lord in the Underground City-Chapter 300 - 292: Retreat

In the distance, Blood Lines and sharp rose petals collide fiercely in the air, each clash sparking a dazzling blood light.

Even with the support of the Pukis, Louisa is still in danger under Yuni’er’s storm-like attacks.

Yuni’er broke through Louisa’s defense several times, relying solely on the Pukis’ [Magic Shield] to give Louisa time to react.

Until Xing Huo drilled out from the underground, providing her with magical assistance, coupled with occasional sneak attacks from the Resonance Cannon, barely maintaining the precarious situation, preventing Yuni’er from quickly defeating her.

Seeing Yuni’er temporarily held up, Pine waved his Magic Staff, and a scorching giant Fireball roared into the seemingly endless Puki ocean below, blasting open charred patches.

At the same time, he pressured the Half-demon Leader beside him again: "Bastardos! What are you waiting for?! Are you going to watch your people be wiped out and finally return empty-handed?!"

Upon hearing this, the struggle in Bastardos’ eyes extinguished, replaced by a ruthless determination!

The air around him slightly twisted, and two eerie purple glows ignited deep in his pupils, and immense power began to rise!

However, as he had just taken one step—

"Leader!! Leader——!!!" A voice filled with sorrow, wrapped in snowy winds, came from behind him!

Bastardos jerked back, pupil shrank, and his voice carried an incredulous panic: "Sergio?! Aren’t you staying at the tribe?! How are you here?!"

"Leader! The tribe is gone!" The half-demon warrior Sergio fell to the ground, face mixed with frostbite, tears, and fear, howling loudly, "You left just three days ago! A large group of Demons rushed out of the river, they can stealth, and there are so many! Too many, it’s impossible to stop!"

He hammered the frozen ground, his voice mournful: "My brother...he led the remaining brothers to block with their lives! Just to give everyone a chance to live! The tribesmen all scattered to escape! I risked my life to find you!"

"Wh...what?!" Bastardos seemed struck by lightning, his tall figure swayed, and the purple glow just ignited in his eyes instantly dimmed.

"Leader! Hurry! Hurry back and save everyone! Any later...any later they’ll all freeze and starve to death in the snowy field!" Sergio screamed hoarsely.

On the side, Pine coldly spoke: "Go back now? It’s too late. The dead are long gone, those who can survive can endure these few days without issue. Eliminate the Demons in front of you, take your remaining people, and go with me to the Empire to recuperate, it’s your only way out, Half-demon Chieftain."

Bastardos’ eyes almost burst, looking towards the Marshal Puki on the distant fortress.

At this moment, on the battlefield due to Yuni’er being held up, warriors’ slaughter, Pine’s Fireball, a seemingly direct "gap" leading under the fortress walls appeared!

Exposed in the chaotic battlefield center, like a shortcut to victory.

Hearing they wanted to leave, Lin Jun tried to detain them...

The gap was so tempting, Bastardos almost wanted to rush over.

However, he instinctively sensed a trace of danger.

Looking closely, at some unknown moment, those Demons originally on the fortress wall were now all gone, only the Pukis remained above.

"Retreat!"

A sharp, penetrating whistle representing total abandonment erupted from Bastardos’ mouth!

Hearing this signal of surrender, the half-demon warriors still in bloodshed instantly showed shock, frustration, and reluctance, but began to desperately disengage from the enemies ahead, retreating backward.

Several half-demon warriors were tightly wrapped by a group of Pukis, about to be submerged.

Bastardos’ figure flickered like a phantom, claw shadows tearing through the air, the Puki group instantly turning into flying fungal debris!

He hesitated no longer, began to shuttle rapidly across the chaotic battlefield, using immense power to forcibly tear open the Puki enclosure, assisting and covering more clansmen’s retreat.

Pine watched this indifferently, without saying a word—since Bastardos chose to reject the Empire’s "gift," he naturally lost the leverage to restrain the opponent, any further words were pointless.

The battlefield situation changed in an instant, the half-demon forces began an organized retreat under the leader’s command, pressure instantly transferred entirely onto the Lizardmen!

Apparently, the Pukis also noticed this, actively letting go of some half-demons, converging towards the Lizardmen.

At the high-end combat power level, we still have ourselves and Yuni’er, whether the opponent has hidden Palace Level is still unknown.

Even without one, in the loss of a large number of cannon fodders, relying only on Yuni’er and myself to face thousands of enemies head-on...

Not impossible to win, but the risk is too high, unnecessary.

Gray’s initial intelligence is simply a colossal joke! The enemy’s displayed combat power far exceeds expectations, just bringing back the known intelligence is enough to report back.

Also, that’s why he kept urging Bastardos but didn’t go up himself—he doesn’t need to take unnecessary risks.

Even if this time didn’t take down the Demons, it’s no loss to the Empire.

If these tribes successfully complete the mission, the Empire certainly won’t break its promise.

But similarly, if they don’t achieve the agreed-upon goals, they shouldn’t expect any talk of "even if there’s no merit, there’s hard work," the Empire only demands results.

So... his gaze swept over the battlefield and landed on Gray, who was fighting a few machines... they should retreat as well.

...

Engulfed in flames, Gray’s fighting spirit burned even fiercer! Each punch he threw carried scorching air currents, shattering and melting through the armored creatures.

Fire was his talent skill, and it was this ability that allowed him to move freely even in the freezing cold of the Northern Territory without [Frost Resistance].

He punched through the chest armor of a machine, the demon inside instantly turning into a man of fire, screaming as the frenzied punch force blasted it away.

Gray was about to finish it off with a kick when a Magic Cannon roared over!

He swiftly twisted his body to dodge, the Magic Corps grazed his shoulder and exploded into a deep pit on the frozen ground.

These armored creatures again... though this one looked slightly different, it didn’t matter.

This kind of thing was indeed powerful, but the response speed of the demons inside couldn’t keep up with him, making the power futile.

Gray charged backwards, dodged two more Magic Cannons, and successfully got close to the enemy, his burning fist smashing out with the momentum of incinerating everything!

However, this time, the anticipated scene of the shell shattering didn’t occur, his fist was firmly blocked by an inconspicuous dark yellow shield on the opponent’s chest!

The enormous recoil made Gray’s arm slightly numb, while the opponent merely stepped back half a step before regaining balance.

"What the hell is this thing?"

Inside, Norris would never miss such a perfect opportunity to counterattack.

"Taste my drill!"

The Elite-level Drilling Puki vibrated as it stabbed out, ignoring the high temperature on Gray’s body surface, its sharp drill carried pure physical destructive power, fiercely penetrating into Gray’s abdomen!

Splurt!

Flesh torn, intense pain surged, but Gray suppressed the agony, his hands clutching the body of the Drilling Puki like iron pincers.

Using the momentum, he twisted his waist, his burning right leg sweeping out horizontally, kicking the machine’s head into pieces!

Norris’s vision was instantly destroyed.

Gray took the opportunity to free a hand, his elbow smashing the embedded Drilling Puki in his abdomen into smithereens with a few heavy hits!

As he was about to counter, a spear suddenly darted in from the side, directly aiming at a vital point under his ribs!

Having lost the initiative, he tried to evade, but the spear stuck like a shadow, forcing him to block with his arm, which was pierced through.

"It’s you!" Gray recognized the assailant.

"Meeting again, Empire envoy!" Shou’s voice was cold, without the slightest courtesy.

Before the words fell, the two turned into intertwining remnants, fists and spear shadows clashing fiercely!

Yet, before a victor could emerge between them, several sharp Wind Blades unexpectedly sliced into the fight, disrupting Shou’s rhythm, and Gray seized the fleeting chance to punch Shou fiercely in the face!

Shou flew backward, ablaze, carving a furrow in the fungal mat.

Pine landed beside Gray from the air, grabbing his shoulder: "We have to withdraw!"

Before leaving, Pine casually swung his Magic Staff, a concentrated Wind Blade slashing straight towards Norris, who was crawling out of the damaged machine!

Faced with a casual strike from a Palace Level powerhouse, Norris’s pupils constricted!

Dodging was too late, he could only cross his arms tightly in front of him—

Clang——!!!

A bizarre metallic clang echoed, the sharp Wind Blade slashed at the black scales, yet didn’t leave even a shallow white scratch!

Hearing the odd sound, Pine turned with a solemn expression to look at the short figure suddenly appearing opposite: "Dragon Man..."

Seeing the enemy unwilling to enter the self-destructing fortress, and starting to retreat instead, Lin Jun could no longer hide it and released Xiao Hai.