Chapter 212: Guerrilla Tactics and Encirclement

It was hard enough to get through the arrow rain as the Goblins drew near, and it still wasn't any better.

The soldiers, strengthened during the slaughter, are now each extremely powerful, even capable of standing a fight against elite Goblin monsters.

Moreover, because of elemental countering, facing the butcher knives raised by Mu Yi's troops leaves the Goblin cannon fodder with no power to resist.

The soldiers slash down with a single stroke, splitting the Goblin and its weapon in two!

After a round of slaughter, the Goblins inside the barrier are all dead.

Since no individual can break the barrier, these Goblins are doomed to be unable to escape it, only to meet the raised butcher knives amid desperate flight.

"We still need to strengthen ranged‑attack training!"

Mu Yi tosses all the Goblin corpses into the Hell Path to burn them, rubbing his temples with some frustration.

The speed at which the Goblins are crushed is fast; after a few rounds of arrow rain plus a charge, the group is scattered.

However, the subsequent scattering of Goblins makes the pursuit unusually troublesome; about two‑thirds of the battle time was spent chasing the fleeing Goblins.

Mu Yi shows no desire to linger in battle and simply turns and runs.

They did not waste the time they had spent lurking in the camps, standing still, waiting for the fleeting opportunity.

In the end, however, he was caught; the attack he just unleashed was a necromancy Seven‑Ring spell cast via a torn spell scroll: Death Finger, a terrifying spell that can cause instant death.

The ground trembles slightly, as if a gigantic creature were moving.

"From today onward, you abandon the pursuit and commit fully to the front lines! We cannot be led by the enemy's nose!"

The air is filled with a tense, oppressive atmosphere; Mu Yi can sense the fear, slaughter, and hatred emanating from the Goblins.

Up to now, they haven't even had a substantive encounter with Mu Yi.

Mu Yi takes a deep breath of air that seems tinged with dark red; the exhilaration, like a fish in water, makes him unable to restrain himself.

Plant one Goblin, and they can reap tens of thousands of Goblins!

After they report the news to the Goblin strategist, the Goblin strategist also gets a headache; those damned outsiders are always so troublesome.

"Continue the chase?" The Goblin ranger, gripping a heavy bow, activates eagle eye to scan the surroundings, yet finds no trace of the main force's movement.

Suddenly a strong murderous intent appears within Mu Yi's perception; a silent ray, thick with the aura of death, shoots out from the void.

"He escaped again!" The Goblin druid elder in a purple robe, face burning with anger, says this is yet another of their countless failures.

Immediately, the rising and falling sound of horns fills the sky.

Mu Yi knows it's not a gigantic creature moving; it's just a sea of Goblins marching toward the gathering point.

Anyway, Goblins can survive via photosynthesis; though it affects combat ability, at this moment it doesn't matter much—at worst they just sacrifice lives; Goblins fear sacrifice the least.

When Mu Yi made a sudden, ghostlike raid on a Goblin camp, a rapid, resonant bugle sound sharply pierced the silence of the sky.

"Slick, slippery mudfish, I really want to smash his head with a hammer!" The Goblin berserker wielding a great hammer is also fuming.

"The enemy advances, we retreat; that is the essence of guerrilla warfare."

As an elite squad among Goblin professionals, this is already the Nth time they've dealt with Mu Yi, yet each time Mu Yi slips away like a mudfish from their pursuit.

These emotions are like the deepest fuel, staining the whole world with a dark red hue, and flow into Mu Yi's body as nourishment.

It is also the Goblin assassins' trump card; relying on this silent invisibility, they have slain countless allied enemies with this move.

The Goblin army swarms toward the gathering point; the camps and resource points they had barely reclaimed are instantly engulfed by a green tide.

"Uhh…"

A ray shoots at Mu Yi at an inescapable speed; Mu Yi perceives it, a strange expression crossing his face, then he charges straight toward the void, meeting the ray.

"The opponent is likely a summoner‑type outsider; after the attack ends, they will immediately dismiss the summoned entity. Trying to catch them in such a vast area is unrealistic!" the Goblin archmage analyzes calmly.

"Disperse the Goblin assassination squad; even if it's like finding a needle in the ocean, we must not let the enemy continue!" the Goblin strategist forcefully suppresses his irritation and issues a new order.

"Encircle their gathering point, cut off logistics, and see how long they can hold!" the Goblin strategist says fiercely.

In the long run, he indeed seems to need some cavalry for pursuit; infantry chase is too troublesome.

It appears that after the Goblin camp was shrouded by an anomaly, strong forces from other regions rushed to assist.

And cut off your logistics; see how long you can last.

"Zongwang Prompt: Iron-blooded Slaughter effect updated; within a large battlefield area, absorb abundant combat will, gain temporary all‑attribute bonus, and gain an additional all‑attribute bonus of 25%."

"Success!"

Seeing the ray hit Mu Yi's shoulder, the Goblin assassin hidden in the void can't help but smile; this maddening enemy that has been harassing them is finally dealt with.

Each time they arrive, all that remains is a wreck.

As for mounts, just take them on the spot, using the sealed demons from the Animal Realm; however, if conditions permit, making them into warhorses with broader utility seems better.

"How about fielding some cavalry?" Mu Yi's thoughts drifted forward.

Accompanied by the Goblin strategist's decision.

After dismantling the barrier, Mu Yi flees toward the depths of the forest, clearly feeling a powerful aura emanating not far away.

Crushing them is not especially difficult for Mu Yi now, but that's not the end; once Mu Yi is held, countless Goblins will surge from all directions.

When Mu Yi runs far away, he can still feel the fury radiating from the direction of the Goblin camp.

They are the allied forces' daring assassination units.

However, the Goblin assassin's smile froze before fully forming; Mu Yi was struck by Death Finger, yet he continued straight toward him as if nothing.

Before he could react to the situation, a flashing, lightning‑laden array blade sliced him cleanly at the waist.

The sudden pain snaps the Goblin assassin back to his senses, causing him to trigger the spell trap etched on his body.

"Boom!"

At the instant he sensed danger, Mu Yi activates Time Acceleration and retreats.

On the Goblin assassin, densely stacked skulls appear, then explosively burst, turning into a ring of destructive Negative Energy that ravages outward.

Mu Yi frowns at the gutted Goblin assassin, flicks a spark of burning flame from his finger, scorching a radius of several hundred meters on one side; after confirming no Goblin assassin spirit remains, he turns and leaves.

Honestly, it was him; another person might have fallen here today.

Whether it's the Death Finger used in a sneak attack or a self‑destructing necromantic trap, either is enough to inflict a heavy loss.

This kind of spell that contains instant‑death power cannot be resisted by any creature below Legend, nor even by Legendary creatures themselves—they all suffer the damage from Death Finger.

But running into Mu Yi counts as a professional match.

"Detected that the player was hit by the spell Death Finger; now performing a spell check (based on the player's spell resistance)……"

"Check failed, you were unable to resist this spell effect."

"Performing instant‑death check (based on the player's physique); check failed, you suffer this instant‑death effect…… Reincarnation effect triggers, you are immune to this instant‑death effect! Immune to all damage from this instant‑death spell!"

As he looked at the dazzling prompt messages, Mu Yi shook his head; just now he felt no threat at all from the Death Finger's ray, so he unhesitatingly chose to charge, and amid the opponent's astonishment he sliced them down with one blow.

Otherwise, if he let the opponent miss and flee thousands of miles away, he might really not be able to get away.

But even if he killed the opponent, his own information might have been exposed, so he must move quickly.

Meanwhile, the captain of the Little Fox, Kabuliu‑Liliweiya, clutched his head and crawled up from the bed.

Like a tide, the Goblins broke through the wall they were defending, submerging them in a green flood.

Fortunately, their haul this time was plentiful; under the various pre‑prepared large‑area destructive spells, they scooped up a basin full, killing at least ten thousand Goblins—for them this gain was already quite considerable.

Looking at the still‑unanswered Zongwang friend list and the squad channel with no new messages, Kabuliu‑Liliweiya stared blankly.

What's going on? Little Fox hasn't died yet?

But why isn't she replying?

Muttering to himself, Kabuliu‑Liliweiya replied briefly to two messages, sent a few more inquiries to Little Fox, then flopped onto the bed.

Soul weakness isn't a pleasant experience; before the weakness period passes, he doesn't want to use his brain to think.

The Little Fox, kept in mind by Kabuliu‑Liliweiya, squatted in the Human Path barrier, snoring loudly; it was so safe that she had never experienced such a safe dungeon before.

There was no need to worry about how to deal with enemies; at first Mu Yi had her sing a battle song for buff support, but after realizing it strained her voice, Mu Yi no longer needed Little Fox to sing the battle song when handling small enemy groups.

Only when facing large numbers of enemies would he wake Little Fox to provide the buff.

The idle Little Fox curled up on the soft big bed in the Human Path and began to hibernate.

The atmosphere of the Human Path was tranquil; for Little Fox it was practically a sleep‑inducing device—basically she just ate and slept, and after a few short days her belly seemed to have grown a round.

Yet all kinds of slaughter rewards were easy to come by; after all, she and Mu Yi were a team, and even though her low contribution meant she could only take a tenth of the rewards, with Mu Yi having slaughtered tens of thousands of Goblins, Little Fox still received a rich reward.

This made Little Fox's part‑time job blossom with joy—this was exactly the way she had dreamed of becoming stronger, just lying there while someone carries her to power.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Little Fox glanced at her Zongwang Panel; it seemed to have many message notifications.

"Zongwang Prompt: Your squad has slain a large number of Goblins; all members of your squad will receive the achievement title Peerless (Epic), and those who already have the related title will gain the corresponding attribute boost."

Little Fox: "Huh?"

Looking at her network panel, a sudden Epic title appeared, and Little Fox fell into thought.

What exactly happened during her sleep?

Moreover, how does this Epic title look so powerful?

"Zongwang Prompt: You have several unread friend messages; please check them promptly."

Glancing at it, she saw it was a message from the captain and teammates, and Little Fox finally remembered she still had a group of teammates.

Little Fox thought it over, then forwarded the title's attributes to the squad channel.

"I'm fine, everyone don't worry!"

"If you don't understand, just ask—is this useful? @Everyone, title familiarity link: Peerless (Epic)……"

On another note:

"Zongwang Prompt: You have new squad information; please check it promptly."

Lying in bed with eyes closed, resting, Kabuliu‑Liliweiya saw the message and opened the squad channel.

The next moment, Kabuliu‑Liliweiya, who had been sun‑burned on the face, fell into silence……

Fighting well is not as good as arranging well!

Ah! My head hurts even more!

Kabuliu‑Liliweiya clutched his head and began to roll around on the bed.

People compare themselves to others and drive themselves to death—damn Little Fox, when you come back I'll definitely give you extra training meals!

The few teammates, sun‑burned on the face and immersed in soul weakness, unanimously decided to sanction the European Fox.

Meanwhile, seeing that no one had replied in the squad channel, Little Fox smirked; just being cheeky made her happy!

She yawned, Little Fox put her tail back under her head, preparing to sleep a catch‑up nap; anyway, following the big boss doesn't require using her brain, so she might as well sleep a bit longer—she's still growing.

"Little Fox, get ready to sing the battle song—this time the enemy is troublesome, you'll have to work hard!"

Mu Yi's voice suddenly reached Little Fox's ears, instantly dispelling her sleepiness; even the big boss says the opponent is troublesome—just how troublesome must it be?

"Always ready!"

Having received Little Fox's reply, Mu Yi looked solemnly ahead.

He had underestimated the enemy; while he was enjoying his guerrilla warfare, he failed to notice that the opponent, while converging on the gathering point, was also compressing his own activity space.

Moreover, his own few moves directly exposed his activity zone to the enemy's view; the enemy immediately mobilized a huge army with an enormous encirclement to begin squeezing his living space.

By the time he sensed something was wrong, the enemy had already completed the encirclement with their large army and began a carpet‑style advance.

Knowing he had fallen into a desperate situation, Mu Yi followed his intuition to find the sole breakthrough point—the command center of the Goblin army.

When Mu Yi's gaze met, across the space, the Goblin General wielding a long sword,

without words, Mu Yi already knew.

his only way to live lay in beheading that opponent.

The Goblin nature has never faded; yet now they can wage war like humans, and the root of that absolutely lies in that opponent's person.

Or rather, it lies in the long sword held in that opponent's hand.

Kill him, and the Goblin army will fall into chaos, and he too can escape alive!

Otherwise, being swallowed by the green tide is the only outcome.