Chapter 95

The demon leader was hanging in mid-air, his massive body swinging back and forth with the tree vines.

At the same time, a frame bound with dozens of sharp wooden spikes shot out from another tree. The demon leader did not let go of the axe in his hand. Enraged, he swung the axe, shattering the frame of wooden spikes that was about to hit him. With a slight effort, he used the axe to cut the vine around his ankles and fell to the ground, landing steadily on his haunches.

Although the demon leader had fallen into a trap, he was actually unharmed. However, his already terrifying face now looked even more fearsome.

The demons searched the forest for the traces left by the second squad after their retreat and followed the footprints.

After a quarter of an hour, this group of demons returned to the clearing in the forest. The clues they had found earlier turned out to be misleading. Retreating to this forest, the demon leader began to search again for the clues left by the cunning human warrior squad.

In front of them were still two indistinguishable mountain paths. The human warrior squad might have retreated down one of them, or they might have split up. With so much time wasted, to catch up with the human squad before they returned to their camp, they had to split up.

The demon leader waved his hand, and two demons followed him, while the other four demons took the other path.

The demon leader, accompanied by two demon warriors, took large strides and ran forward with all his might. The trees in the forest passed by one by one, and his eyes seemed to focus only on the path ahead. In his mind, the end of the path was the place where his anger would explode.

His mind was filled with rage, and his pace was a bit too fast, making it difficult for the two demon warriors behind him to keep up.

There was a faint smell of humans on the path, which to the demons was the smell of meat.

However, what made the demon leader furious was that after running for a quarter of an hour, the path split into two again. He still could not accurately determine which path the human warriors had chosen. The demon leader signaled to the two demon warriors, this time letting them choose the path.

Although the two demon warriors did not quite understand why the leader was doing this, they still carefully examined the traces left by the human warriors at the fork. They finally came to a consistent conclusion: take the left path!

The demon leader nodded in satisfaction, pointing to the path chosen by the demon warriors, and ordered them to follow it. He, on the other hand, took the other mountain path.

It turned out that the demon leader's judgment was very accurate. The human warrior squad had indeed misled the two demon warriors, so the path they did not choose was precisely the one the second squad had taken. However, he severely overlooked one problem: by the time he reached here, he was alone.

And he had to face a very cunning human warrior squad. Moreover, the second squad's warriors were not afraid of a lone demon, even a demon leader with long green horns.

When the second squad reached the second pass, they already knew that only one demon was chasing them from behind. It would take at least another quarter of an hour for the other demons to catch up. So...

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The demon leader climbed over a ridge and, through the gaps in the trees, saw two human warriors sitting by a campfire under a tree.

A black, sooty iron pot hung over the campfire, emitting white steam, as if cooking something disgusting. What the demons could not stand about humans was that they liked to cook their food, no matter what it was, which was truly nauseating.

The demon leader habitually waved his hand, trying to disperse the demon warriors behind him to form a fan-shaped encirclement.

But then he remembered that there were no demon warriors behind him; he had dispatched them all and was now acting alone.

Fortunately, the human warriors on the other side were only two. From their armor, it was clear that they were the lowest-ranking infantrymen, commonly known as cannon fodder.

The demon leader found these two human warriors to be rare prey and very nimbly hid in the shadows behind a tree. He stared intently at the two human warriors, crouching and trying to make himself as small as possible, cautiously approaching step by step.

Like a leopard lurking in the grass, eyeing two gazelles on the plain.

Unfortunately, this demon did not see the battle at the second ambush point...

...

Sitting under the tree, boiling a pot of water in a black iron pot was He Boqiang.

He Boqiang insisted that, even on a field march, if conditions allowed, they should drink boiled water. Although Suerdak could not quite understand, he still respected his companion and would try to meet this small request of Little Dak whenever possible.

The long-horned demon, from the moment it appeared on the opposite hill, had been in the sight of the second squad's warriors. Although it disappeared from view several times, the warriors would soon reconfirm its position, as it was following the exact path taken by the second squad.

When the demon thought the two human warriors in front of him were already his prey...

Unbeknownst to him, in the eyes of the second squad's warriors, the long-horned demon was a fat pig.

Therefore, everyone was somewhat impatient...

In the eyes of He Boqiang and Suerdak, the appearance of the long-horned demon seemed normal.

But in the eyes of the long-horned demon, the excitement in the eyes of the two humans before him concealed an inexplicable danger. He gripped the sharp-toothed battle axe in his hand, and the heavy axe helped to calm his agitated mind.

From the moment he swung his axe to try to cut through the dwarf chain shield in He Boqiang's hand, the outcome of the battle was already determined.

Suerdak and He Boqiang's combat coordination was almost perfect. They had completely figured out the demons' fighting style. The 'Divine Body' granted them strength and constitution slightly inferior to that of demon warriors, allowing them to always maintain an unbeaten position against a lone demon.

Just as the long-horned demon was about to follow his usual routine and split the heavy wooden shield of the heavy infantryman with one axe, the serrated battle axe was deeply embedded in the dwarf chain shield. Then, the other second squad warriors hiding in the dense forest rushed out, cutting down the long-horned demon who had lost his weapon.

Suerdak was furious at the barbaric behavior of the second squad's warriors.

They could have obtained a very complete black-patterned demon skin, but because the second squad's warriors were overly excited, the long-horned demon's black-patterned skin was almost completely ruined.

The second squad's warriors quickly disposed of the long-horned demon's body. Before they could catch their breath, two more demon warriors appeared on the distant mountain path.

There was no time to clean up the battlefield or remove the bloodstains. So, Suerdak smeared some dark purple blood on himself and He Boqiang, holding the serrated battle axe left by the long-horned demon and lying under the tree, pretending to be dead.

From a distance, it looked as if the serrated battle axe had struck Suerdak's abdomen.

He Boqiang, seeing Suerdak's Oscar-worthy performance, was momentarily at a loss, unable to think of what weapon to hold while lying on the ground. Just before the demons appeared, he decisively hugged his shield and lay in the pool of blood.