This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 679-678. The Price of Escape

Little Black landed on the ground, staring blankly at the blood splattered everywhere.

She collected them little by little, piling them into a heap, but the sparkling gems never reappeared.

She couldn't understand how such a grown person could just disappear like that.

Even its own sparkle disappeared.

Suddenly, an image appeared in her mind.

It was a little creature with the gem on its head that was placed outside her mushroom house.

The large tail that was originally dragging on the ground suddenly lifted up and slammed hard on the ground twice.

Then, with a powerful flap of its wings, it transformed into a black shadow once more and flew back at full speed.

……

Ultimately, it wasn't Xiao Hei's fault this time. Who knew a vampire would actually self-destruct?
Meanwhile, the battle at Luohe was nearing its end.

Even though Eugene's reserve force remained on the other side of the river, and under the command of his adjutant, they retreated, counterattacked, and resisted.

However, the scene of Eugene being beaten bloody and escaping still greatly dampened the morale of his troops.

Given the already unequal strength of the two sides, defeat became inevitable.

The adjutant was killed in action, command failed, and chaos ensued.

Apart from a small group of demons who continued to resist, the rest of the demon race became lambs to the slaughter.

The key issue is that most of them can't even outrun the rolling Puji.

Everyone was busy accumulating contribution points, while Number Four lay listlessly on the bank of the Luo River.

All it wants now is to switch back to its small body and then puff up in its arms with powder.

However, Lin Jun did not capture all the defeated soldiers. Instead, he only captured two-thirds of them before ordering Xiao Zhu to withdraw his troops.

The Puji were binding one prisoner after another, while the soldiers of the Fungus Castle were cleaning up the battlefield and laughing as they calculated how many contribution points they would get in the Fungus Network.

They were very confident in the distribution of contribution points, and the Junbao (a military organization) never missed or misdistributed battle merits.

On the dwarf side, Bardor was in a state of mixed happiness and unhappiness.

Nothing made him happier than seeing the Imperial army collapse, and even though he was covered in wounds, he still tirelessly cleared out the remaining demonic creatures who were still resisting.

As for being unhappy, it's naturally because Eugene ran away.

Unlike Bardot, who had a simple mindset, General Duvalin, who was in charge of the operation this time, had much more to consider.

While he was delighted to have turned the tide, the power displayed by Fungus Castle somewhat exceeded his and the Mountain Clan's expectations.

Leaving aside Louisa's lord-level combat power.

The battle was filled with a constant stream of strange moves from the Puji, an almost endless number of Puji, and finally, two colossal Puji broke through the ice from under the Luo River.

That thing is bigger than the Fire Elemental Lord in its full form!

Its size is comparable to the Abyss Beast, a strategic weapon of the Empire.

Although their exact strength is still unknown, their sheer size alone is enough to turn the tide of battle.

It could even be said that if those two giant Poji had been released from the beginning, they wouldn't have had to go through the arduous battle phase at all.

Of course, in that case, the enemy would definitely choose to retreat in an orderly manner, and it would be unlikely that they would be completely annihilated as they have now.

In any case, the strength of the North far exceeded the Mountains' previous expectations.

It's important to understand that this is a new organization formed by a group of tribesmen who have experienced extreme cold.

They actually possessed such formidable strength.

He would naturally emphasize this point at the clan meeting when he returned.

However, Duvalin believed this should be considered a good thing.

After all, they all share a common enemy, the Empire. A strong northern border would naturally attract more of the Empire's attention, making things much easier for the mountainous region.

but……

Watching the dwarven warriors being dragged out of the cave by the Puji, now healed and out of danger, Duvalin muttered to himself irritably, "They're strong enough on their own, yet they still come to us. Next time, we can't be so easily tricked into coming to our aid..."

……

"Hahaha……"

On the icy plains, three demons are fleeing south.

The lizardmen were at the very front.

The horned demon followed not far behind, carrying a heavily wounded demon on its back.

The three demons had all lost their armor; wearing that, they had no chance of escaping. Only the lizardman still had a chipped longsword in his hand.

After a day of fleeing, they had confirmed that there were no pursuers behind them.

Not to mention the pursuers, even the other routed soldiers were nowhere to be seen.

Everyone scattered and fled, not daring to gather together, and in the end, they were scattered in the vast, icy, and snowy land.

However, the enemy stopped pursuing, but the threat from the North itself became apparent—cold!

Eating and drinking are not a problem; there are mushrooms everywhere, and the mushrooms contain juice, so you won't starve or die of thirst.

But there's just no way to escape the cold!

When I was with the army, we had collective heating, temperature control systems, and fever-reducing medications.

But now, nothing is left.

If they don't escape the North soon, they will freeze to death.

The lizardman turned around, looked at the horned demon, and couldn't help but complain, "Why are we still carrying that demon? Have you forgotten how arrogant he was before? We're about to lose our own lives, and we're still carrying him?"

The horned demon glanced at the lizardman, then carried the demonic offspring forward: "He was injured while saving me from being surrounded by the Puji. I can't abandon him."

"But even if you don't abandon him, he'll still die! Do you really think he can hold on until he gets out of here in this state of barely clinging to life? If you ask me, taking his magic core back is more than enough!"

The horned demon said nothing more, just kept moving forward in silence, which made the lizardman curse it as idiot.

When it got unbearably cold, they gathered some firewood and painstakingly started a fire in a small hole they found, trying to warm themselves up a bit.

The shivering lizardmen huddled close together, looking as if they wished they could jump into the fire for warmth.

No one noticed that some mushrooms at the top of the hole had dropped a few spores onto the corpse of the demon.

Feeling that his body had finally warmed up a bit, the lizardman went to the demon's side and found that the demon was still alive.

"She's really tough!"

After another day of walking.

Even the horned demons with their thick fur were trembling and suffering terribly from the cold, let alone the lizardmen who were not very resistant to the cold to begin with.

He had a premonition that he wouldn't make it through the night.

The lizardman stared at the demonic offspring on the horned demon's back, increasingly puzzled.

He suddenly rushed forward: "Why? I'm almost frozen to death, and you, this seriously injured guy, are still alive?"

He stepped forward and pulled on the demon, and saw the mycelium that had spread throughout his entire flesh and blood.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, the lizardman showed no fear, but instead erupted in ecstatic joy at seeing a glimmer of hope for survival.

"Puji Master...mycelial symbiosis?! I see! Hahahahahaha!"

Then, to the horned demon's horrified gaze, the lizardman ran to a mushroom tree, raised his long sword, and plunged it into his own stomach...

……

Ten days later, the three demons finally escaped the North. The lizardmen and horned demons were taken away by the demon race who had taken over the border and put into a camp.

The demon was taken away separately.

Upon entering the barracks, the lizardmen discovered it was filled with soldiers who had survived and escaped the battle.

And almost all the Shanghai residents who survived were like them... symbiotic with mycelium.

(End of this chapter)