Shards of rock burst out with a sonic boom, shooting like bullets. The already ragged voice Pujis was instantly smashed to tatters.
However—
“Your struggle is meaningless. For me, death is nothing more than a blink before restart. But for you—your fate was sealed the moment you stepped upon this icy plain with malice!”
The voice Pujis had no skills loaded, no combat ability at all. For Lin Jun, as long as there was mycelium, he could pinch one out in a few seconds—impossible to kill them all.
Another mana cannon blast came from afar—this time with a longer interval.
Garon dodged again.
“Death? Nothing but puppet tricks, empty ghostly posturing!”
After brief unease, Garon quickly regained the calm of a true powerhouse.
He wasn’t like certain vampires who seemed high-level only because they had endured long years of grinding. He had risen from battle after battle, every level forged in blood!
Betrayed, caught in a trap—so what? Using puppets to make noise in hopes of shaking his mentality was just a pathetic trick.The situation didn’t seem so bad. For some reason, the enemy hadn’t prepared the strength needed to truly pin him down.
Those invisible mushrooms were annoying, constantly appearing at his feet to self-destruct.
But against his powerful defenses, they still couldn’t inflict any real damage.
In fact, from the looks of the battlefield, it wasn’t impossible for him to smash that magic cannon first, then counter-kill everyone else here.
Garon did a backflip, leaping high to dodge another, slower cannon blast. Landing, he turned and bolted—he was retreating!
He had a hot temper, but he wasn’t stupid. A fool couldn’t fight their way to Level 60 and survive!
Since this was Grey’s handiwork, there had to be more traps waiting, just waiting for him to charge in.
He wasn’t about to take that risk!
All he needed was to return and expose Grey’s treacherous scheme before the clan chief—that would be enough!
“Where are you going? You’re built like a bear, but when you meet an opponent, you only know how to run?!”
That disgusting voice appeared again—but this time, Garon smirked.
Seeing him retreat made them anxious!
The more desperately they tried to taunt him into fighting, the more it proved his retreat was the right choice!
A flash of icy-blue light—Xinghuo raised her staff and cast an ice wall across his escape path.
But Garon didn’t slow. He barreled straight through.
The wall shattered like stone under a boulder’s strike!
Just as his foot touched the fractured ice, a sharp whistle came from the side—the spear Shou hurled with full force!
Thud! The weapon smashed against Garon’s brow, staggering him, half his face instantly drenched in blood.
But he only shook his head, then charged forward again, nearly without slowing!
Shou and Xinghuo went rigid, deeply shaken by Garon’s terrifying strength. And yet, Garon’s heart at this moment was burning with fury.
“Two pieces of trash! Just wait! I’ll deal with that traitor Grey first, then come back and grind your entire tribe into dust! Run north if you dare! Run to the ends of the earth—I’ll drag you out and tear you limb from limb!” Garon’s bellow echoed through the frozen wind, his figure shrinking, vanishing into the snowy horizon.
Shou watched him disappear, then glanced at the anxious Xinghuo, and couldn’t help asking through the Mycelium Network: “Boss, why did you have to smash a cup as a signal? Couldn’t you just command through the network? If the first cannon had hit him off guard, maybe we could’ve…”
“Idiot! What would a bumpkin like you understand?!”
“Uh…” Shou didn’t want to question the boss, but letting this Empire envoy escape would definitely mean trouble later.
But Lin Jun wasn’t finished speaking: “Besides… who said he can get away?”
“Hm?”
Before the words had faded, a black blur swept across the low sky like a ghost!
The violent pressure wave knocked over several Pujis hauling the resonance cannon in the distance!
The Mushroom Garden’s fastest legend—Gray, deployed!
Gray chased far ahead, while Louisa, in bat form, arrived late.
Leaving together, she simply couldn’t outfly Gray. Behind her came Norris and the Pujis army.
Lin Jun had discovered Garon’s movements early thanks to the Mycelium Carpet—but only about an hour in advance.
The demonkin tribe didn’t normally station much fighting force here. They had to hastily transfer troops from Mushroom Garden No. 3 and cobble together a resonance cannon.
If Garon had truly gone berserk and fought to the death, the demonkin side would have suffered casualties for sure.
But fleeing? No matter how he ran, he wouldn’t escape the range of the Mycelium Carpet anytime soon.
As Lin Jun said—his fate was sealed the moment he stepped on this ice field with malice!
…
On the ice field, Garon sprinted nonstop.
No pursuers behind him. The way ahead was clear—he might actually escape!
Far easier than expected. Just what was Grey thinking?
No matter. Once he returned, Grey was finished!
“You don’t actually think you’ve escaped, do you?”
That voice again!
Impossible—how could one be here too?!
The sudden mushroom voice made Garon instinctively glance toward it.
And in that split-second of distraction—
A black shadow ripped down from the sky like a thunderbolt of darkness, wrapped in killing intent and sonic booms!
“What?!”
Realizing the trap, Garon tried to counterattack, but two dragon claws covered in black scales, strong enough to rend steel, clamped down on his arms!
The violent impact slammed him into the frozen earth, gouging a trench over ten meters long as ice and stone exploded!
Golden vertical pupils gleamed with cold ferocity through the flying snow!
“A killing move… it’s a Dragonkin!!”
Enduring the agony, he spat a mouthful of blood at Gray’s face!
Gray instinctively turned aside, and in that instant, Garon gathered all his strength into one savage kick, booting her hard in the gut and blasting her away!
Garon staggered to his feet, arms torn and bleeding, bones faintly cracked.
Combined with the shock to his organs from being slammed down, just this first clash had inflicted more damage than everything else before combined!
Gray twisted midair, her broad wings snapping open—without pause, she dove again!
Garon roared, black magic patterns on his skin blazing, defenses pushed to the limit, and swung a fist!
But in the realm of absolute speed, he wasn’t even worthy to carry Gray’s boots.
His heavy punch caught nothing, exposing his weakness. After a few failed attempts, he was forced into a purely defensive stance.
But defense alone never wins a battle!
Another tearing strike came—dragon claws again! Garon’s eyes flashed with grim resolve—he didn’t dodge!
Rip—!
Gray’s claws pierced straight through his right chest!
The agony made him black out, blood gushing from his mouth!
But he seized the chance, grabbing Gray’s claw with one hand, while his left hand—already prepared—unleashed all his remaining strength and skills in a single blow to her head!
Boom—!!!
The impact hurled Gray into a frozen slope, stones and ice crashing down!
Pulling the claw free inflicted a second wound, but Garon endured, trembling as he fumbled out a small battered metal case, extracting a high-grade healing potion.
Without treatment, he’d soon bleed out.
But four Pujis appeared at once around him, their resonance shattering the fragile glass bottle!
Buzz—
Crack—
The clear shattering rang sharp on the silent ice plain.
Garon stared, stunned, at the spilled potion mixing with shards of glass on the snow.
Another voice Pujis popped up at his feet: “Well… maybe if you lick it now, it’s not too late.”