Mushroom Man

Chapter 229 Little Thief, Don't Run Away! Let's Have a Big Battle!

Chapter 229 Little Thief, Don't Run Away! Let's Make a Big Move!

"I……"

Upon hearing this, Wu Liang opened his mouth.

He truly hadn't expected that Bone Master would be so unreliable.

He had just been acting all high and mighty, but it turned out he was all show and no substance, and he was defeated after just one move.

This is truly a disgrace to the fifth level of the rank!
"Come die!!!"

Just then, the White Horn leader's furious roar came like rolling thunder.

Click click click...

The already sparsely populated forest of bones was shattered once again.

Judging from its appearance, it seems that in another three to five breaths, the forest of bones will be completely shattered.

"Where there is life, there is hope."

"Let's go, go quickly!"

Wu Liang gritted his teeth, his heart filled with determination.

Without hesitation, he activated several mushrooms in succession!
Blood-Burning Mushroom, Fury-shroom, Healing-shroom, Death-shroom...

The Blood-Burning Mushroom and the Jet Mushroom go without saying; when combined, they allow Wu Liang to escape at speeds far exceeding those of other mushrooms of the same rank.

The Blood-Regenerating Mushroom is used to replenish the Blood-Burning Mushroom's consumption; otherwise, Wu Liang would have turned into a dried-up corpse before he could escape very far.

As for the Dying Shroom, it's the fuel for the Jet Shroom...

"Senior Bone, immediately give me the death aura on your body!"

Wu Liang jumped off Gu Zhenren's shoulder and quickly spoke up.

Upon hearing this, Bone Immortal, though unaware of Wu Liang's intentions, knew that the White Bone Forest was about to be breached, and there was no time to inquire further.

Without hesitation, he decisively mobilized the large amount of death energy generated by the depletion of his dantian.

In an instant, a dense aura of death spread out.

Wu Liang, on the other hand, used the Death Mushroom and the Jet Mushroom to turn all the death energy into fuel.

next moment……

"puff!!!"

Wu Liang's blood was burning fiercely, and steam was rising from his body. He grabbed Bone Master and soared into the sky!

Perhaps because of the Jet Mushroom, this time the fuel used is dead gas instead of air.

The airflow emitted by Wu Liang was so black that one could not see their own hand in front of their face.

Wherever he went, death spread and nothing grew.

Unfortunately, using death energy as fuel for the jet mushroom doesn't increase its speed much.

Even so, it's enough.

Wu Liang transformed into a black stream of energy and rushed away, his speed so fast that the evening wind felt like a knife cutting through people.

Perhaps the Jet-shroom really does have some connection with the Air-Release-shroom on the Oddity List.

Wu Liang's flight speed in a straight line far surpassed that of other players of the same level, and with the support of the Blood Burning Mushroom, he was even comparable to a fourth-level moving mushroom!

"Don't leave, little thief!"

Just then, the immense pressure crushed the bone forest, shattering this deadly attack.

Seeing Wu Liang flee, the White Horn leader did not hesitate to activate some kind of mobile fungus and quickly gave chase.

The White Horn leader's speed was surprisingly fast as well!
He clung to Wu Liang relentlessly, like a stubborn leech, extremely difficult to deal with.

Wu Liang circled around one large animal-hide tent after another, meandering east and west, but he still couldn't shake off the White Horn leader.

Upon seeing this, Wu Liang's expression grew even more grave.

He knew very well that if things continued like this, he would be caught by the White Horn leader sooner or later.

First, although he was a bit faster than the White Horn leader in terms of speed because he took the first step, he was far inferior to the White Horn leader in terms of endurance.

The White Horn leader was, after all, a fourth-level mushroom master, and his true energy river would surely crush Wu Liang.

Furthermore, Wu Liang not only has to consume true energy, but also burn his blood because of the Blood Burning Mushroom.

The Blood-Regenerating Mushroom, used to replenish blood deficiency, is only at the second stage; it can sustain you for a while, but not forever.

At most a hundred breaths later, he would die on the spot due to excessive blood loss.

No, we have to think of a way...

While fleeing, Wu Liang pondered a countermeasure.

He now only has two choices left!
Firstly, despite being pursued by the White Horn leader, they forcibly opened the mountain gate and dragged Morobi into the battle.

They put themselves in a desperate situation and then fought back to survive. Together with Morobi, they surrounded and killed the White Horned Leader.

Secondly, abandon the plan, sever ties with Morobi, and immediately flee the White Horn Tribe, heading towards the Bajiaoshan Market and even the wealthy merchant caravans.

At that time, the rogue cultivators of Bajiao Mountain will naturally make the leader of Baijiao wary, thus forcing him to retreat.

Without a doubt, of these two options, the latter offers a much higher chance of survival!

However, this is only a temporary solution; it may allow one to escape for a while, but it will not last forever.

Even if he manages to escape from the White Horn leader, he will miss this golden opportunity tonight and will be unable to control the Wandering Centipede if he fails to obtain the White Horn.

At that time, unable to escape the Western Regions, he would inevitably face death sooner or later...

Therefore, Wu Liang seemed to have two choices, but in reality there was only one: to fight the White Horn leader!

"Isn't it just about fighting for survival?"

"Although there have been many changes, the overall plan remains largely the same."

Upon considering this, Wu Liang made up his mind.

He adjusted the direction of the jet mushroom and silently estimated the time.

However, this estimate caused his expression to change involuntarily...

not good!

It has been more than an incense stick's time since he infiltrated the White Horn Tribe!

Could it be that Morobi has already left?
……

Two or three minutes ago.

Outside the gate of the White Horn Tribe.

"How long has it been?"

Moro crossed her arms and asked for the time for the third time.

As soon as she finished speaking, a Blackhorn Mushroom Master stepped forward and respectfully said, "Reporting to the Chief, it has been the time it takes for an incense stick to burn since the High Priest infiltrated the White Horn Tribe."

"what?!"

Upon hearing this, Morobi couldn't help but furrow her brow.

Upon seeing this, the black-horned mushroom master was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe and immediately lowered his head. At this moment, however, Morobi had no mood to pay attention to them anymore.

She looked at the mountain gate, which remained motionless, her gaze narrowing slightly as she cursed inwardly.

"Damn it!"

"An incense stick has already burned out?"

“There must be a problem inside, otherwise that guy wouldn’t have kept the mountain gate closed until now.”

When Morobi thought of this, she subconsciously clenched her fists, feeling resentful.

However unwilling they were, it was all in vain at this point.

With the mountain gates not yet open, if she were to force her way into the White Horn Tribe with only a few Black Horn Mushroom Masters, facing the White Horn Mushroom Masters and the White Horn Chief, she would surely die.

Now that guy has failed, for her to run over there would be like throwing an egg against a rock, a suicide mission.

Morobi took a deep breath, then squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth: "Withdraw..."

Upon hearing this, all the Blackhorn Mushroom Masters, without exception, showed joy and breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment...

"Boom!!!"

A loud noise suddenly came from afar, growing louder as it approached the White Horn tribe.

"and many more!"

Seeing that things seemed to be turning around, Morobi waved her hand without hesitation to stop the Blackhorn Mushroom Masters who were eager to leave.

She looked up, followed the sound, and stared intently.

Then, somewhere in the White Horn Tribe, a vast forest of white bones suddenly sprang up into the sky!
"This is……"

Upon seeing this, Morobi's eyes lit up.

She had fought against the Bone Immortal before, and was therefore particularly familiar with his method of using bones as a means of attack.

The commotion in the White Horn Tribe caused by the Bone Forest is clearly the work of that Bone Immortal.

"Looks like that guy has finally started making his move..."

"But why is it so slow? This is not the agreed-upon one incense stick's time."

Morobi raised an eyebrow, seemingly lost in thought.

If she wasn't mistaken, the reason that guy was so slow must be because he had encountered a big problem.

This can be seen from the towering forest of white bones.

Even from this distance, Morobi could clearly sense that the towering forest of white bones was already very close to the level of a fourth-stage killing move.

And the opponent who could force that guy to use that strange hairy zombie to unleash this killing move is obviously someone else.

"White Horn Leader!"

"Right now, that guy must be fighting with the White Horn leader."

"This is troublesome. Although that guy has some strength and can fight me to a standstill with the help of the hairy zombie, he is ultimately not strong enough."

"Even I dare not say whether I can last a few rounds against a level four mushroom master."

"That guy can't hold out for long against the White Horn leader alone."

"It seems I won't live to see him open the mountain gate..."

Morobi's beautiful face twisted together, and her expression became extremely unpleasant.

Clearly, she didn't think highly of Wu Liang, who was able to open the mountain gate right under the White Horn leader's nose.

as predicted……

The towering forest of white bones belonging to the White Horn Tribe was rapidly collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In no time at all, the conspicuous forest of white bones vanished completely.

Upon seeing this, Morobi immediately understood that it was the White Horned Leader who had intervened and broken the killing move.

"That's all..."

"That guy is definitely dead."

"Where there is life, there is hope."

"I've already waited for a whole incense stick's time, I can't wait any longer."

"If that White Horn leader gets free to deal with me, I'm afraid my life will be over sooner or later."

Although Morobi is fearless and combative, she is not the kind of fool who cannot assess the situation, is ignorant of her own limitations, or cannot distinguish between the major and minor kings.

There is a clear difference between being belligerent and being willing to die.

Morobi had a full understanding of her own strength.

She knew very well that she was no match for the White Horn leader if they fought one-on-one.

Only by joining forces with Wu Liang could she have the confidence to fight against the leader of the White Horn.

But now, in her eyes, Wu Liang has already fallen into the hands of the White Horn leader.

In this situation, leaving her alone would be of no use at all; if she doesn't leave now, when will she?
Upon thinking of this, Morobi immediately felt the urge to retreat.

But at this critical moment, she suddenly felt a stirring in her heart, as if she had sensed something.

"and many more……"

"Hahaha, that guy actually survived!"

Morobi's eyes lit up, and she burst into excited laughter.

What no one knew was that long before they set off...

Morobi patted Wu Liang's shoulder heavily, and at that moment, without anyone noticing, she planted a killing talisman on him.

This deadly move was inherited from the Wuxiang lineage.

Life can give others vigorous vitality and can save a life in critical moments.

Death can render someone unable to live or die.

This was originally Morobi, intended as a backup plan against Wu Liang.

If he doesn't have any bad intentions, this tactic can be a lifesaver at crucial moments.

However, if they harbor any inappropriate thoughts, the consequences are predictable.