Chapter 79 Ambushed

Meanwhile, on the other side of Niwa Village.

"Yang Mo! What, what are you doing!" A man clutched the wound on his abdomen with his left hand, stumbling backward.

If Captain Zeng Fu were present, he would recognize this man as the captain of the Huben Army's Squad B—Su Huang.

"Hehehe." Yang Mo, holding a Mo Dao, approached step by step with an evil grin.

"Captain, I would like you to fulfill my request." Auras of the First Realm Peak suddenly erupted from Yang Mo's body.

"You!" Su Huang's eyes widened, and then he no longer had the strength to scream, "Demon Race…"

Yang Mo calmly pulled the blade out of Su Huang's body.

He formed hand seals over Su Huang's corpse, as if harvesting a Demon Core from a Demon Race corpse.

An incredible thing happened.

A moment later, a crystal core truly appeared in Yang Mo's hand. Unlike a Demon Core, this crystal core was light cyan and slightly smaller than a Demon Core.

"Hmm… It seems this method for condensing a Human Core is not yet perfect." Yang Mo stroked his chin and said, then swallowed this "Human Core" in one gulp!

"Crunch, crunch." It sounded like a jackal gnawing on bones.

"Truly delicious." Yang Mo smacked his lips and lifted his head in satisfaction.

"The last squad." Yang Mo took out a compass.

The light dots on the compass were still shining. There were fourteen people in the three squads in Niwa Village, and there were exactly fourteen light dots, no more, no less.

It was as if the four corpses of the Huben Squad A members under Yang Mo's feet were fictitious.

"Why isn't the support here yet?" Captain Zeng Fu growled while slaying another Demon Monster. He looked around and found that the Demon Monsters were finally starting to become scattered.

I do not know how much time passed, but under the onslaught of Medicinal Pills, Talismans, and Fu Lianchuan's Spirit Energy Cannon, the crazy Demon Monster offensive was finally contained, with only a few scattered ones still roaring on the periphery.

"Huu… Huu… Temporarily… held them off…" Fu Lianchuan leaned on the Spirit Energy Cannon, panting heavily, the cannon barrel scorching red.

Everyone was also exhausted to the point of collapse, covered in blood and grime, their Qi nearly depleted.

"Team Yi-78 reporting: We have taken care of the remaining Demon Monsters in the northeast corner and are arriving to provide support!"

"Huben Squad A reporting: We have approached the center of the village. Please report the specific coordinates to rendezvous and establish an anchor point!"

Upon receiving the replies, everyone's tense nerves relaxed slightly.

"Damn it, we almost fell!" Du San spat out a mouthful of blood-stained saliva.

"Thanks to Lianchuan's cannon and Old Du's Formation Plate, otherwise it would have been really close." Li Ying was still shaken.

Yun Bai silently bandaged the new wound on his shoulder, observing the surroundings vigilantly.

The purple haze in the center of the village was so thick it could not be dissolved; it was terrifyingly silent, with only sporadic screeches and the whimpering sound of wind blowing through broken houses.

The squad took a short breather, took Medicinal Pills to recover Qi, and continued to advance steadily toward the agreed-upon rendezvous point in the center of the village.

The village, abandoned for many years, was like a giant tomb. Crumbling walls appeared and disappeared in the thick haze, broken rubble was half-hidden by overgrown weeds, and stepping on them produced a teeth-grinding "crunch, crunch" cracking sound.

The village was not large, and soon, a relatively open square of ruins appeared before their eyes; this must have been the former center of the village.

The purple haze here was as thick as liquid, and visibility was severely obstructed.

"Hmm? Why have the other squads stopped moving?" Yun Bai stared at the compass and found that the light dots representing Team Yi-78 and Huben Squad A had stopped at the edge of the other side of the square and had not moved for a long time.

"Is that Squad Yi-34 ahead?" A slightly hoarse Divine Sense transmission suddenly pierced through the thick fog.

"Who?!" Captain Zeng Fu immediately stopped, holding his tower shield in front of him, and demanded vigilantly.

"Huben Squad A." The other party responded.

"Password!" Captain Zeng Fu remained unmoved, strictly following procedure.

"Mountain top." The other party replied without hesitation.

"Hornet." Captain Zeng Fu's tense nerves finally relaxed slightly. He turned back and said to everyone, "The password is correct; it's the people from Yi-226." Everyone let out a long sigh of relief; it seemed there was no danger.

"Captain Zeng, we and Team Yi-78 are waiting for you at the rendezvous point ahead! The anchor point location has been confirmed; we are just waiting for you to come over and set up the Formation together! This mission can finally be completed with Perfection!" The voice carried a relieved smile and sounded relaxed and natural.

"We encountered some tough opponents on the way and were delayed, but we're coming over now!" Captain Zeng Fu replied, leading the squad toward the source of the voice.

Yun Bai walked on the far right side of the Formation, observing the ground vigilantly. Suddenly, the toe of his boot kicked something that was both soft and hard.

He looked down subconsciously, and in the thick fog, a twisted human silhouette was vaguely visible! On the fragments of the standard armor it was wearing, there was clearly the emblem of the Huben Army!

A chill instantly shot up Yun Bai's spine!

"Not good! It's a trap!" Yun Bai's Divine Sense transmission exploded in his teammates' minds like a thunderclap!

At the very moment he sounded the warning!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Three ear-piercing roars of Spirit Guns tore through the dead silence.

The scorching projectiles, carrying a deadly scream, broke through the thick fog and shot straight at the core of Squad Yi-34!

The moment Captain Zeng Fu heard Yun Bai's warning, his body instinctively made an extreme dodge, and he rolled violently to the left!

"Puchi!" A muffled sound.

A projectile grazed his rolling trajectory and pierced deeply into his right chest! Blood splattered! Captain Zeng Fu let out a muffled groan; the powerful impact almost made him fall!

While sounding the warning, Yun Bai had already grabbed Du San beside him like lightning and lunged desperately to the right!

"Shu! Shu!" The other two deadly projectiles flew by, almost grazing Du San's scalp and Yun Bai's arm! The scorching airflow scraped their skin, causing stinging pain!

"Boom!" A more powerful Spirit Energy cannonball followed closely and landed, smashing right into the spot where everyone had been standing a second ago.

A large, charred crater was blasted into the ground, and the violent shockwave, carrying gravel and purple haze, swept toward the surroundings like a tsunami!

"Ugh ah—" Du San let out a miserable scream. A giant rock with sharp edges, sent flying by the shockwave, smashed into his left lower leg like a guillotine. Blood gushed out like a fountain, and the entire lower leg from the knee down was a bloody mess, with white bones exposed!

"Old Du!" Yun Bai's eyes were splitting with rage. Ignoring the wound on his own arm caused by the gravel, he lunged to Du San's side and used all his strength to tear off a bandage and tie it tightly around the base of his thigh to stop the bleeding. Blood instantly stained Yun Bai's hands and the ground red.

"It's a Trapping Formation! We've fallen into a Formation!" Du San was convulsing with pain, his face pale as paper, but the keenness of a Formation Master allowed him to instantly determine that the environment was abnormal. He endured the excruciating pain and shouted through Divine Sense, "Don't worry about me! Hurry and find a way to break the Formation! Concentrate your strength and break out!"

As if to confirm his words, dozens of scarlet Demon Eyes instantly lit up in the thick fog.

Shadowy figures appeared, dressed in jet-black, full-body sinister Demon Armor, holding strangely shaped Demonic Energy guns and cannons, their movements swift and silent, like ghosts crawling out of Hell.

A well-equipped and well-trained elite hunting squad of the Demon Race had already laid a dragnet here!