Chapter 290: Fire Oil

After driving away the Demon Race experts who had come to request battle, Hu Dameng picked up a wine jar the size of a human head, finished the jar of wine in one breath, and then smashed the jar fiercely against the ground to vent the anger in his heart.

From childhood to adulthood, Hu Dameng had never suffered such humiliating grievances; he had already made up his mind that after Lang Batian defeated Meng Yifan tomorrow and forced Meng Yifan to dissolve the Master-Servant Contract with Lang Jiao, he would not let Meng Yifan die easily.

Hu Dameng wanted to disembowel Meng Yifan's loved ones right in front of him, eat them bite by bite, make him wish he were dead, and let him know the consequences of offending him.

Meng Yifan led his elite troops back to Luolong County, rested briefly, replenished the consumed weapons and ammunition, and then once again slipped out of Luolong County without a sound.

Hu Dameng did not want to fight anymore, but Meng Yifan would not grant his wish; he insisted on pestering them, killing and wounding as many of the Demon Race army as possible.

"Right here, hit them hard for me." The Demon Race army's camp stretched for over ten miles; Meng Yifan pointed to a direction where there were many demons, and then everyone hoisted their Rocket Launchers and pulled the triggers.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Over a hundred Congreve Rockets, carrying dazzling tail flames, illuminated the pitch-black night sky.

This Demon Beast camp was inhabited by a large number of rat-type Demon Beasts, and their way of setting up camp was to dig a hole and crawl inside.

At this moment, as the Rockets flew in, the other Demon Beasts also jumped into the holes one after another to avoid the explosions of the Rockets.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Clusters of fire shot into the sky within the Demon Race camp, leaving it in a state of utter devastation.

Meng Yifan checked his Game Panel; this wave of volleys had only wiped out three hundred-plus members of the Demon Race.

"Strange! Why were so few Demon Beasts blown to death?" Meng Yifan was puzzled; logically speaking, after the Rockets hit their targets, the violent explosions and the fragmented shrapnel should have swept in all directions.

With over a hundred Rockets, it should have killed four or five hundred Demon Beasts at the very least; now that only three hundred-plus were killed, it seemed very wrong.

The reaction of the Demon Beast army was also very strange; even after being bombed and losing over three hundred Demon Beasts, they would not come out of their nests.

It seemed that Hu Dameng was determined not to fight Meng Yifan, waiting for everything to be settled once Lang Batian arrived.

"Let's go, we'll change direction and continue bombing the Demon Race." Meng Yifan led his elite troops, moving at high speed, found another direction with many demons, and continued the bombardment.

Information spread quickly within the Demon Beast army, and before long, the other Demon Beasts also learned that digging holes could effectively reduce the casualty rate from the Rockets.

Consequently, the Demon Beast army began to act, constantly digging pits and holes; the rat Demon Beasts came in handy at this time, their four claws flying, and they could dig out a pit in no time.

Pig-type Demon Beasts were huge and required larger pits, but they did not need to be dug very deep; as long as they could hide their bodies underground, they could effectively defend against the explosive shrapnel of the Rockets.

Before long, countless foxholes appeared in the Demon Race camp, with the Demon Beasts hiding inside to avoid the bombardment of the Rockets.

Soon, Meng Yifan discovered that with every volley, the number of Demon Race killed was getting smaller and smaller; in the end, over a hundred Rockets only killed eighty-plus Demon Beasts—such a small number was not even worth the cost of the Rockets.

Although Luolong County could now replicate Congreve Rockets, resources within the city were scarce, and the produced Rockets were not very plentiful; if they continued to waste them like this, the Rockets would be exhausted before long.

Meng Yifan had Zhang Shagen and the others stop for now; he held the Array Disk, shrouded his body with an illusion array, and then used his Spiritual Power to spread out in all directions, carefully avoiding the dense spider silk threads.

Alone, he snuck into the Demon Race camp without a sound to carefully inspect the defensive works of the Demon Beast army.

"Damn! Not bad; in such a short time, they've dug crisscrossing tunnels underground, plus individual foxholes—no wonder the explosions from the Rockets are killing fewer and fewer of the Demon Beast army."

Meng Yifan was dumbfounded; the tunnels these Demon Beasts had dug were too professional, and they had even dug Cat-Ear Holes—he had no idea where they had learned this.

Meng Yifan had to admit that when it came to digging holes, humans really could not compare to the Demon Beast army.

"My Experience Value is still not enough; I need to kill five thousand more Demon Beasts to raise my strength to the Fourth Grade Peak, and then I can go through the Thunder Tribulation."

"But how can I kill Demon Beasts in large numbers?" Meng Yifan pondered for a moment; the first thing that came to mind was the Flame Thrower—this weapon was a great killer against Demon Beasts hiding in tunnels.

Meng Yifan had not brought a Flame Thrower from Earth, but he could use his Space Ring to carry a large amount of Fire Oil with him, then pour it directly into the Demon Beasts' tunnels and burn all the Demon Beasts inside with a single fire.

Meng Yifan returned the way he came and had Meng Shuangdao take everyone to change directions and continue firing Rockets to confuse the Demon Beast army.

Meanwhile, Meng Yifan used Lingbo Microsteps to quickly return to Luolong County and moved a large amount of Fire Oil from the Warehouse.

Soon, Meng Yifan reunited with Meng Shuangdao and Lang Jiao, and the three of them crept toward the Demon Race camp.

"This hole is dug very deep, and over a thousand Demon Beasts were hiding inside before; this is the one." Meng Yifan used his Spiritual Power to probe the surroundings and quickly selected a hole.

Meng Yifan waved his right hand, and streams of Fire Oil poured into the hole.

Inside the hole, a Third Grade Middle Rank rat-type Demon Beast twitched its nose and said, "What is this smell?"

"Hiss! Hiss!" A Third-level Lower Grade snake-type Demon Beast also discovered something was wrong; it took a few deep breaths and said somewhat uncertainly, "It smells a bit like human Fire Oil."

"Fire Oil! This is bad, the humans are going to use fire." That Third Grade rat-type Demon Beast was shocked and hurriedly ordered the rat Demon Beasts to dig up soil to block the entrance.

Unfortunately, it was all too late; before the rat-type Demon Beasts could block the tunnel, the black Fire Oil had already flowed to their feet.

Immediately following, a snake of fire spread down, and the Fire Oil burned violently, swallowing hundreds of Demon Beasts in an instant.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!" The burning Fire Oil caused thick black smoke to billow inside the tunnel, and some Demon Beasts that had not been touched by the fire were also choked into violent coughing.

Not only that, but as the Fire Oil continued to burn, the air inside the hole became thinner and thinner, and a large number of Demon Beasts suffocated to death.

That Third Grade rat Demon Beast and the Third-level snake-type Demon Beast rushed out of the hole, their bodies covered in flames.

Unfortunately, the three Fourth-grade High-level Experts—Meng Yifan, Meng Shuangdao, and Lang Jiao—were guarding the entrance; before these two Third Grade Demon Beasts could react, they were easily beheaded by Meng Shuangdao.

Meng Yifan stepped down, the earth shook, and he directly sealed the entrance to this hole.

This accelerated the oxygen consumption inside the hole; before long, the thousand-plus Demon Beasts inside this hole were either burned to death or died from lack of oxygen.