This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 414, Section 413: Exterminate the Enemy

On the desolate frozen ground, Rama used magic to drag Broga across the snow at a rapid pace.

They had run quite a distance, and there were no more tribal warriors or insects in sight.

"Stop, stop for a second!" Broga shouted hoarsely, his broken leg drawing a bloody line in the snow. "If you don't bandage me up, I'm going to bleed to death!"

Rama glanced at Broga's pale face, and although he said, "He has such a strong voice, he doesn't look like someone who is about to die," he still stopped as instructed.

She deftly took out a piece of hemostatic herb wrapped in oiled paper from her bosom, crushed it, and applied it to Broga's broken leg wound.

The purple herbal powder mixed with bright red blood and quickly coagulated into a dark scab.

The tribal coalition is now completely routed.

Rama still felt a chill run down his spine when he recalled the scene. The ice surface had been shattered by the underwater behemoth, and more than 70% of the warriors had either fallen into the icy water or were trapped on the ice, struggling to survive.

Broga, that fool, could have escaped by stepping on the ice floes, but he rushed ahead and got into a fight with that fake insect king.

Although the six-clawed insect was an imposter, its combat power was genuinely much stronger than that of ordinary insects, forcing Broga to stay completely occupied.

Although he finally managed to chop off the insect's head with one blow, he himself fell into the icy river.

When Rama flew down and pulled him up, the man's left leg had already been eaten away by a kind of worm in the water that looked like an eel and had a mouthpart on its head. Even his most treasured ring-pommel sword had sunk to the bottom.

Even though the tribe that lost a large number of elite troops in an instant still had 30% left on the shore, and many of them managed to crawl out of the water, they could still muster half of their fighting strength and were fully capable of contending with the current Qis.

But that's under the condition that everyone is unafraid of death and shares the same will.

In fact, not long after the trap was set, some "clever" tribes chose to escape early.

Most of the tribal warriors who managed to escape the water and climb ashore were terrified. Keith had only made a show of charging once, but it scared them so much that they only cared about running away and abandoned their companions who were still struggling in the water.

After a while, even though there were some courageous warriors who tried to fight back, they were no match for the overwhelming tide of defeat.

After quickly treating Broga's wounds, some of the fleeing soldiers gradually caught up from all around.

"This direction doesn't seem to be the direction of either of our tribes."

"Why pick a direction when you're escaping for your life?" Rama wiped the snow off his face. "Let's find the nearest tribe to stay in first."

After discussing it, the two demons decided to go and settle down in the tribe ahead, since Broga's current condition was not suitable for them to make a long detour back to their own tribe.

As they traveled, the snow fell heavier and heavier, which made Rama and Broga feel even more burdened.

In such heavy snow, soldiers who flee in panic and lose their way are even less likely to survive.

They finally dragged their weary bodies to the "Stone Face" tribe, which they remembered could offer shelter.

Even with his broken leg, Broga was still among the first to arrive, thanks to the speed of a senior soldier.

However, as soon as he stepped into the tribe's territory, Rama stepped into a snow-filled hole, and was eventually pulled up by a rough-skinned lizardman.

"Thank you." Rama steadied himself and, without bothering with formalities, said urgently, "Something terrible has happened at the hunting grounds! We've been ambushed by insects, and the entire group has scattered!"

He quickly recounted the events of the attack by the giant beast and the defeat of the allied forces, and finally earnestly pleaded: "Please organize manpower as soon as possible, while we can still recognize the direction, to go and rescue the scattered survivors. In this weather, getting lost is certain death!"

To the two demons' surprise, the surrounding lizardmen showed no reaction after hearing this thrilling account. They exchanged silent glances, and finally one of them spoke up: "Let's take you to rest first."

After saying that, he led them to an empty tent.

Inside the tent, Broga slumped onto a fur mat, letting out a long sigh: "Finally, I can rest for a while." "Something's not right," Rama frowned, lowering his voice, "Did you notice? This tribe originally had so many lizardmen? And they didn't seem panicked at all when they heard the news of the allied forces' crushing defeat?"

“It seems…yes…” Upon hearing this, Broga’s heart also jumped.

The two demons were discussing in hushed tones when a furious roar suddenly came from outside: "Who are you? What are you doing in our tribe? Where are my family members? What have you done to them?"

Rama and Broga tensed instantly, a terrible thought flashing through their minds—to take advantage of the chaos!
Rama grabbed his staff, gave a wink, and prepared to find a chance to escape.

Just as the tent flap was lifted, another exclamation rang out.

But this cry of alarm contained no anger, only overwhelming fear and despair.

At the end of the gray-white curtain formed by the swirling snow, a massive, suffocating silhouette was slowly approaching—the giant insect beast... had caught up!
Broga stared at the enormous figure and murmured, "These insects... are they trying to wipe them out completely..."

Wave--

A puffy creature emerged from the ground near the two demons, where there was a snow-covered hole.

Broga & Rama: ? ? ?
……

Qis did not intend to exterminate all five tribes; it only intended to devour one of them.

This is not because it has changed its nature, but rather because its current strength is limited.

First, they had to escape the stone fortress and start from scratch, and then they were slaughtered by the old bats. No matter how good at managing things, Keith couldn't assemble a large army right now.

In fact, apart from one Tentacle Beast, two Evil Eyes, and a few Six Claws, most of the insects in Qis's hands now are just filler soldiers. In terms of overall quality and quantity, they are not even as good as when he first encountered Mushroom.

If it weren't for the traps, it would most likely have lost in a direct confrontation with the tribal coalition.

This is why, even though Qis had won, he could only focus on dealing with the demons who had fallen into the water, while he could only scare those who had climbed ashore, as he simply couldn't spare any troops.

After dealing with the food that had fallen into the water, Keith only had one chance to attack. If too much time passed, the two-legged creatures would reorganize, making it difficult for Keith to take them down with minimal cost.

Furthermore, this tribe wasn't chosen by Qisi at random.

It had already investigated and found traces of fungal carpets in the vicinity of three of the five tribes.

Although he didn't think the mushroom could react in such a short time, Keith decided to give up just to be on the safe side.

Of the remaining two tribes, it chose the relatively weaker one as its target.

After eating them and replenishing his reserves, Keith will set off for the sea.

Keith also knew that the best approach was to use the Luo River as a base and gradually explore towards the ocean.

But the mushroom carpet was spreading toward him day by day, and Luohe could no longer stay there. In fact, the entire surrounding area was no longer suitable for survival.

Keith needs to take his belongings to a place without mushrooms so that he will have enough time to accumulate strength and reverse the tide of power!

As the outline of the tribe gradually became clearer, the Tentacle Beast opened the gaping maw on its tentacles.

The grand feast begins...

BOOM—BOOM BOOM—!!
Several bursts of high-energy magic shot into Qis's group from the rear of the tribe at extremely high speed. The magic shield of an evil eye in the sky shattered in an instant, and the demon spun down, accompanied by splattered purple blood.

Eh?
(End of this chapter)