Chapter 80 Surrounded

Above Niwa Village, several Qifeng Birds circled repeatedly.

Outside the encirclement, Chen Yuan and Yang Mo stood silently.

Chen Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, while Yang Mo stood with his arms crossed. Both were watching the battle inside the encirclement with cold expressions.

They had used a secret technique to link with the vision of the Qifeng Birds in the sky, clearly overlooking the entire battle situation in Niwa Village.

"Alright, now Squad Yi-34 is doomed," Yang Mo sneered. "If you ask me, there was no need for all this trouble; the two of us acting personally would have been enough."

"Hmph. Captain Zeng Fu and I are old rivals; I know his methods well. It's possible that one or two of them might still break out," Chen Yuan said.

"Fine, fine. Since you're worried, we'll just stay here and pick off any stragglers," Yang Mo said. "By the way, is it almost time to move in the city?"

"Yes," Chen Yuan said. "They are preparing at home. The supplies from the clan haven't arrived yet, but it should be within these next few days."

"The clan? Heh," Yang Mo scoffed.

Hearing a Human Race member refer to the Demon Race as "the clan" always made people want to laugh.

"What? Do you feel superior?" Chen Yuan glanced at Yang Mo.

"Fine, fine, you're right," Yang Mo fell silent for a moment, not arguing further, because he remembered his father who was still in the city.

"Find cover!" Captain Zeng Fu roared, clutching his blood-spurting chest.

The squad members scrambled toward the nearest broken walls.

A rain of fire poured down like a torrential downpour.

The power of the Demonic Energy cannons far exceeded their Spirit Guns. When they hit the broken walls, rubble flew, and dust filled the air. Du San's screams, the roar of the cannons, and the low growls of the Demon Race warriors intertwined, the shadow of death instantly enveloping them.

Yun Bai dragged Du San, struggling to hide under an earthen wall from the shelling.

Suddenly, a spherical object flew in front of Yun Bai, rolling on the ground.

Yun Bai took a closer look; it was a head blown beyond recognition.

Niwa Village was full of rammed-earth walls and had been abandoned for many years; it couldn't withstand the enemy's shelling at all.

"Use the reinforcement runes!" Du San struggled to take a silver Formation Plate from his Storage Pouch and pressed it against the wall. Dense runes instantly covered the wall, and the originally fragile rammed-earth wall finally gained some reliability.

"Requesting backup! Requesting backup!" Fu Lianchuan shouted.

"We're blocked; it won't go through!" Li Ying, who had just found cover, frantically tapped the malfunctioning communication Formation Plate in her hand.

"Damn it, I was wondering why those Shadow Demons retreated; it turns out they were just used to deplete our firepower," Captain Zeng Fu nearly ground his back teeth to dust.

Previously, although those Shadow Demons were hard to kill, they basically posed no threat to the squad. As long as they were willing, they could break out at any time.

However, they were ordered to clean up the monsters near Niwa Village, so they didn't hesitate to exhaust their Qi to exterminate them.

Unexpectedly, everything before was a feint.

Captain Zeng Fu leaned against a half-collapsed earthen wall, breathing heavily, blood constantly seeping from between his fingers.

He looked around: Du San was seriously injured and in critical condition, Yun Bai and Li Ying were wounded, and Fu Lianchuan had exhausted a huge amount of Qi. Meanwhile, the opponent had at least twenty well-equipped Demon Race elites and held the advantage of terrain and Formation! Breaking out separately meant certain death!

Captain Zeng Fu had participated in the race wars at the end of the Demon Tide and knew clearly the weapon configuration and tactical methods of the Demon Race elite troops.

The group of Demon Race surrounding them must be a small elite unit that had secretly infiltrated to harass them!

Damn it, was the front line already riddled with holes?

A flash of determination crossed his eyes as he shoved a bright red Medicinal Pill into his mouth. The violent medicinal power instantly rushed through his limbs and bones, temporarily suppressing his injuries, and an Aura far exceeding his usual level erupted from him.

"Old Du! How long to break the Formation?"

"This Formation is buried too well; half an hour, at least two quarter-hours!" Du San cursed.

He had already checked the Formation trapping them.

This trap Formation was called "Mud Sand Trap," a Formation commonly equipped by the military of both the Human Race and the Demon Race.

Judging by the completeness of this Formation's layout, it must have been painstakingly laid out days in advance! It couldn't possibly be a temporary Formation.

Judging by the current fierce artillery fire, the enemy wasn't worried at all that the fire would destroy the Formation Flags buried underground. This showed how deeply the Formation was buried.

Furthermore, how could Demon Race elites use the Formations of the Human Race and Demon Race? There was a high probability of a traitor! If there was a traitor, their request for help would likely be intercepted and couldn't get out!

Du San gritted his teeth while trying to think of a way to break the Formation.

Traitor! Damn traitor!

"Two quarter-hours?" The others felt despair upon hearing this.

With such fierce Demonic Energy cannon fire, how could they, in their crippled state, hold out for these two quarter-hours?

"Can't we force our way through the Formation!" Captain Zeng Fu roared at Du San.

"No. This level requires the lethality of the Second Realm or higher to break the Formation. We didn't bring any high-power weapons on this trip!" Du San's eyes were already red.

"Everyone listen!" Captain Zeng Fu's voice was like an injured lion. "After breaking the Formation, concentrate all your strength! Head to the southeast! Charge into the forest! Only by entering the mountains will there be a chance of survival! I will cover the rear! Yun Bai! Carry Old Du! Fu Lianchuan, Li Ying, cover with your Qi! Charge!"

"First, hold on until the shelling stops." Captain Zeng Fu's eyes turned red, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, sacrificing his life to buy that fleeting chance of survival for his teammates.

Round after round of shelling.

Niwa Village, which was only a mile in radius, was plowed by Demon Race artillery for a full quarter-hour!

The roar of the Demonic Energy cannons finally subsided.

The Niwa Village, which originally still had broken walls, was now completely razed to the ground.

Even the thick mist in the village had faded a lot.

"The mist also blocked their vision and Divine Sense; they can't determine our situation, don't make any sound."

Da, da, da.

Everyone held their breath, listening quietly to the sound of the enemy approaching step by step.

Just then, a loud thunderous sound echoed in the sky, and a bolt of lightning cut through the sky.

Rumble—

A dazzling white light flashed, and a torrential rain followed.

"It's raining?" Cold rain hit their bodies, and everyone calmed down a bit.

At this moment, Yun Bai frowned, covering Du San as he broke the Formation.

"The mist seems to have faded?" Yun Bai felt that after the rain, the mist in Niwa Village had faded a lot.

Yun Bai tried to extend his Divine Sense.

It actually worked?

Although it was still a bit blurry, it really extended a mile, not more, not less, just covering the entire Niwa Village!

Yun Bai was overjoyed.

Because there was still mist interference, he could only vaguely see 20 figures in his Divine Sense, 6 of which were slowly approaching them. Yun Bai could clearly perceive the disgusting Aura emanating from them—thick Devilish Qi.

It was truly the Demon Race.

"Two more figures?" Yun Bai frowned.

The Aura of those two figures was clearly different, and they were obviously not in the same tactical position as the other 18 people.

"These two, they feel like the Human Race. Traitors?" Yun Bai couldn't clearly judge, so he swept his Divine Sense across the entire Niwa Village again.

And so he saw corpses all over the ground.

"Squad Yi-226, Team Yi-78... Huben Squad A." Yun Bai carefully checked the corpses on the ground.

One, two, three, four...

Yun Bai quickly discovered something unusual; two corpses were missing.

Unfortunately, the mist still restricted the accuracy of his Divine Sense, and Yun Bai couldn't determine which two were still alive.

But Yun Bai had a vague guess in his heart.

"Chen Yuan, the Chen family, could it be you?"

The arrogance of the Chen family in Chu Prefecture city sometimes even dared to disregard the State Religion. Such behavior, if not based on some reliance, meant they had long since harbored dissent.

He vaguely felt that the other party's move this time was likely targeting him. He had caused the Chen family to lose Face last time and even lost a full three hundred thousand.

Yun Bai recalled that someone had whispered a few words to Chen Yuan and Patriarch Chen Sheng at that time, and the Chen family agreed to the conditions he proposed.

Later, during the battle with Wang Er, he had also offended Chen Yuan.

Yun Bai looked at Du San, who had lost his left leg and was still desperately trying to break the Formation, and looked at everyone who was covered in blood.

A flash of guilt surged in his heart, as well as murderous intent!