This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 288, Section 287: Driving
Whether or not the lizardman spies were killed was actually irrelevant, but the demon race, facing what they saw as an almost invincible empire, were not afraid, but were still worried.

Lin Jun simply used the scouts as a sacrifice to boost morale.

The truth is, there isn't just one lizardman tribe.

Two days later, Puji captured another spy from a nearby half-demon tribe.

Lin Jun learned about the situation of these half-demons from Shou, Xinghuo, and Louisa.

The term "half-demon" refers to hybrid offspring born from the union of demons with other races, or even different races within the demon race. There are many different types of half-demons, but they are collectively known as half-demons.

Unlike the demon race and the lizardmen, who chose self-exile because of their elders' loyalty to the demon king, half-demons were marginalized.

While there may occasionally be one or two exceptionally talented individuals among hybrids, most hybrids are simply too weak.

The diluted bloodline not only weakens or even eliminates racial talents, but also means that drawing talent skills every ten levels becomes more dependent on luck.

Belonging to different races, their skills, which are completely unrelated, cannot be used together, resulting in the fact that the higher the level, the weaker their combat power is compared to purebloods.

Moreover, this weakening continues to worsen as different types of half-demons continue to hybridize, showing a trend of each generation being worse than the last.

Empires have never tolerated incompetence.

Half-demons are such useless beings that a large number of them are exiled every year. Even those who remain in the empire have a status that is only slightly higher than that of slaves.

Occasionally, someone with extraordinary talent manages to combine the strengths of a hundred races, becoming an existence with unparalleled combat power. However, they can only change their own destiny, not the destiny of a half-demon.

As for running towards humans, elves, and dwarves?

They would just be treated as demons and killed directly, which is no different from courting death.

Unfortunately, some half-demon predecessors in history, in order to change their own fate, did not hesitate to block this path of survival for their descendants.

Therefore, when the Empire promised a piece of autonomous territory, the tribes composed of half-demons were the most enthusiastic to respond in the North.

This is the closest half-demon tribe to the demon race.

Although they are said to be the closest, there is actually at least a four or five-day journey between them—the Demon Race lives in a very remote place, at the very far north.

It is worth mentioning that even for tribes living in the same northern region, the natural barrier of severe cold still exists.

The reason there are no other tribes around the Demon race is that other races' [cold resistance] is difficult to reach level seven or eight.

They live in the frozen tundra region where soil and snow mix, where the temperature is relatively high, around level five or six, and they can barely survive.

The two scouts were probably among the more cold-resistant ones, with only a level seven resistance. They needed to wear animal skin coats to move around in the vicinity and had to light a fire to keep warm at night.

In other words, even if these tribes could form an offensive force, they could not sustain it for long and would inevitably seek a quick victory.

Lin Jun, on the other hand, prefers opponents who can win quickly!
After figuring out the directions of the two tribes, the fungal carpet, which had been spreading outwards evenly, began to spread in that direction in an attempt to detect the enemy's movements from the greatest possible distance.

It's unclear whether these two tribes are fighting independently or cooperating.

This is my first time organizing a large-scale offensive and defensive battle, and I'm actually a little excited!
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Meanwhile, inside the lizardmen's large tent.

The lizardman leader, Tucker, was devouring the fatty meat in front of him, while sitting opposite him was Bastardos, the leader of the half-demon tribe, an ultimate hybrid with bloodlines from dragons, goblins, snake people, succubi, and more.

They sat on either side of the large tent, while in the head seat sat three envoys from the empire.

If Hunter were here, he would recognize the one at the back with the wretched look as Gray, the demon he had met before. Although he was accused by Galen's "last words," fortunately, the clan chief was not one to be unable to distinguish right from wrong.

Gray only reported the situation of the Demon Tribe at the time, without mentioning anything else. The subsequent decision to send Galen to the far north was entirely the chieftain's own idea.

A little thought makes it clear that this couldn't possibly be Gray's conspiracy.

However, after sending people to confirm with the tribes along the way that Galen's last trace was that he was traveling through the Lizardmen tribe to the Demon Tribe, Gray was inevitably accused of a mistake that led to the downfall of an important member.

This time, he was sent here entirely to atone for his crimes.

Although he and Galen were enemies, at this moment, no one wanted Galen to be alive more than he did...

Accompanying him were Payne, also a demon, and Eunil, a vampire.

Originally, the chieftain sent him and Payne only to use these two tribes as stepping stones to test the strength of this demon tribe that Galen couldn't escape from.

We should figure out the details before taking any action.

However, for reasons unknown, His Majesty appointed Yunier to take command.

Judging from Yunier's posture, it seems she intends to wipe out the Demon Tribe in one fell swoop and then return to report.

Gray didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Yunier herself is a level 60 vampire count, while Payne is at the same level.

Of the two tribes they command, the half-demon Bastardos is also a top-tier figure, but as a hybrid, his true combat strength is debatable.

With over twenty diamond-level members in the two tribes, taking down a demon tribe shouldn't be too difficult.

After all... when it comes to demons, besides their powerful combat abilities, what impresses people the most is their sparse population.

Not to mention, it was a declining demon tribe.

However, Gray didn't let his guard down, after all, Gallon had already failed there.

Even if the other party used some kind of trap or trick, it means that they have ways to harm experts, so we must be on guard.

At the head of the table, the vampire Yunier impatiently tapped her slender, pale fingers on the stone table covered with a thin layer of ice, making soft "tap, tap" sounds.

Her crimson eyes swept over the two below with a hint of disdain: "We've been waiting here for days, clan leaders. When will you lead your troops to set off?"

The lizardman chieftain, Tak, swallowed the last bite of meat and wiped his mouth with his paw. "My lord, if we continue north, the weather will be freezing, and we'll have to make more preparations! Besides... even if I'm prepared, what about the half-demons? I can't just send my tribe there, can I?"

Bastardos glanced at the lizardman, forced an ugly smile, and said in his shrill voice, "What are you saying, Brother Tucker!"

You go ahead first, I'll follow shortly. The lizardmen's scales are tough, they're not vulnerable to ambushes, so scouting ahead is the safest course of action for the overall situation.

"Bullshit!" Tucker's eyes widened immediately, and he slammed his hand on the stone table, making it vibrate. "My scales are thick, not iron! Besides, is my life worthless? Your worthless mixed-blood bastards are the ones who should be scouting!"

"Enough!" Yunier's crimson eyes narrowed dangerously as she looked at the two leaders who were passing the buck. "The Empire's patience is not endless!"

"Three days! I'm giving you three final days to rest, regroup, and mobilize all your 'elites'!" She deliberately emphasized those two words, her tone dripping with undisguised sarcasm. "If you're still dawdling here after three days... hmph..."

Bastardos and Tucker exchanged a glance and could only reply in unison, "Yes." (There will be another chapter around 1 or 2 AM, which you can read tomorrow morning.)
(End of this chapter)