This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 291, Page 290: The Advantage Lies With Me
Bang-!
Several invisible self-destructing Pojis finally found an opening and pounced on the half-demon warriors on the perimeter.

Ice shards flew everywhere, and the shattered figure was thrown violently into the air.

The limited number of scouts with anti-stealth capabilities simply cannot cover the exhausted team.

Bastardos watched helplessly as this unfolded.

Ever since the supplies were "ambushed," the demons have suddenly bared their fangs and made up for all the harassment they had missed in the past few days!

This greatly delayed the advance.

All the wood used for heating mysteriously disappeared overnight, leaving no trace!
The watchmen were not attacked, there were no unfamiliar footprints nearby, and it was not even an aerial attack.

So much timber and food just vanished silently from inside the tent, like magic!
The only thing that could be considered "lucky" was that there was still half a meal left.

The source of this "luck" was ironically two half-demons who were embezzling from their own ward—they secretly sneaked into the supply tents all night to feast, and their frequent comings and goings inadvertently saved this portion of the rations.

Now, this last remaining food is under strict guard, and the half-demons dare not let it out of their sight for even a moment.

The reason he hasn't withdrawn his troops yet isn't that he doesn't want to, but that he can't.

Even the insistence of Imperial Envoy Payne was not the primary reason for this.

What truly made him decide to fight to the death was that, given their current position, even if they retreated, they would have to endure several days of freezing temperatures, resulting in a significant loss of personnel.

Instead of doing that, let's take a gamble, conquer the demons' stronghold, and use their resources to prolong our lives!
but……

Bang-!
Another explosion rang out on the flank, sparking a chaotic gasp of alarm.

What exactly is going on with these controlled monsters?

There are just too many of them! Aren't they all going to die?!
Does the demon race intend to concentrate its forces to defeat itself first?
Logically speaking, since the lizardmen are few in number, shouldn't we deal with them first?

However, he was unaware that the lizardmen, who were struggling to make their way at a distance, were in an even more dire situation.

Chief Taq's baggage didn't even leave behind half of the "lucky" food.

Tucker even suspected there was a mole, and in a fit of rage, he arrested several guards and tortured them severely, but to no avail.

Neither team was able to reach the Demon Tribe within the expected time due to the relentless harassment from the Puji.

Even at night, the popping sounds of self-destruction never stopped.

It wasn't until noon the next day that the two groups of hungry, exhausted soldiers, tormented by the cold and the self-destruction all night, finally dragged their heavy steps and caught sight of their target in the distance.

Demonic Tribe...tribe...fortress?
The high city walls revealed a throng of demonic people, along with many other figures.

At the highest point stood a strange-looking figure wearing a red cloak.

Several pipes were mounted on the city wall; they were probably something like crossbows.

The demons actually built a castle here?!

Attacking a tribe and attacking a castle are completely different things.

Not to mention that his own men had already suffered all day, and their fighting strength had been greatly reduced in the freezing cold.

It seems... the only hope is for the strongest to break through first.

"Gurgle... Uh-ho..."

A strange, sticky, and sickening sound suddenly came from the city wall, as if thick liquid was churning in a rotting throat.

The sound carried a penetrating power akin to mental pollution, causing the exhausted half-demons and lizardmen below, as well as the demonic beings on the city walls, to involuntarily shiver, a chill running straight to their heads.

"Reptiles...and...bastards!" The voice, like a dull knife scraping bone, clearly echoed across the battlefield. "You are surrounded! Now surrender and lay down your arms, and you will still retain your position as chieftain!" The disgusting voice carried out, and many already dispirited warriors vomited on the spot.

He spoke words of persuasion to surrender, yet called them reptiles and bastards. Even the hunter beside him didn't believe that their leader was really trying to persuade them to surrender, let alone the two groups below him.

Being so blatantly disrespected, the two groups immediately erupted in anger.

The lizardman chieftain, Tak, narrowed his blood-red vertical pupils instantly, his furious flames almost bursting forth. He took a sudden step forward, his rough claws pointing towards the city wall:
"You bastards! You're disgusting me with these underhanded tricks!" He whirled around, roaring at his hungry, bulging-eyed men behind him, "Kill them all! Today, I'll show you what the flesh of a demon is like!"

Among the group, Gray, who was also a demon, gave him a disapproving look, but he tolerated it at this moment.

"Sigh..." The voice from the city wall seemed to carry a hint of regret, its cloying tone deepening, "My words were a bit harsh... but I truly meant well. Since... you don't appreciate it..."

"Then die! You reptile!"

A massive amount of magic suddenly gathered on the city wall. Beside Tak, an elderly lizardman mage immediately noticed the unusual magic and his eyes widened.

His withered hands gripped the staff tightly, his voice cracking with fear and urgency: "Chieftain!! Get out of the way—!!"

He practically lunged forward, using all his strength to hold his staff horizontally in front of Tucker, instantly creating a thick magical barrier in front of the old mage.

The next moment, more than a dozen enormous, condensed magical orbs, dazzling in their intensity, shot out from the city wall like falling comets!

They covered the area where Tucker and the old mage were, and the violent energy completely locked the two of them and the surrounding space for several feet!

The deafening explosion shook the ice field, and the violent energy shockwaves kicked up large amounts of ice and soil, forming a chaotic white mist.

As the swirling ice dust slowly dissipated, a devastated, deep pit was revealed.

What Tucker? What old lizardman? Two diamond-level warriors, along with a dozen or so lizardman warriors, simply vanished, leaving behind only bits of flesh whose origins were indistinguishable.

Gollum—

Gray stared at the crater so close to him, cold sweat trickling down his forehead, half of it freezing into ice.

No wonder Gallon failed here!
Even Gallon would be crippled if he wasn't killed by such a sneaky trick!

What kind of terrifying magical weapon is this?!
In other directions, whether it was Yunier, Payne, or Bastardos, these hall-level powerhouses also had solemn expressions. The destructive energy that erupted in an instant even made them feel a deadly threat!

"Now let me ask you again, you..."

Lin Jun wanted to say something, but the others didn't give him the chance.

"Charge! Destroy those magical artifacts!" Bastardos shouted.

Even the lizardmen, guided by Gray and Eunil, shouted, "Avenge our chieftain!"

"Fine, if you won't surrender, then forget it!"

Lin Jun had even hoped that one shot would decide the fate of the world.

“However, you don’t actually think that saying you’re surrounded is just a bluff, do you?” Lin Jun paused. “This isn’t a case of two thousand against three hundred…”

*Pfft! Pfft! Pfft—!*
The seemingly flat ice surface around the battlefield suddenly churned, and countless well-camouflaged net lanes were pushed open!

Deep underground, countless white poops, densely packed, surged forth from every possible crevice in all directions!

In an instant, it filled the edge of their vision, forming a white ring of death that brought the halfway-charging tribal coalition to a halt.

"In fact, it's eight thousand against two thousand! The advantage is on my side!"

(End of this chapter)