Chapter 316:  The Insect Swarm Attacks (Part 2)

The enemies we have to face are actually the Twin Abyss Kings.

Moreover, these two Abyss Kings can cooperate with each other, covering each other’s weaknesses.

The Magic Sword Red, Reid, is the duel king of the Abyss. Its characteristics and role are similar to the Hero Sword Saint, Cresia.

And the largest Swarm Core is the Abyss King born for war, capable of large-scale “unit spawning.” It is the fundamental reason the Abyss can launch a massive invasion of the Human Race.

Otherwise, how could they? Did you really think one Mage King could defeat the entire Human Race? A Mage King without an army is just a roadside grunt.

If the Abyss’s duel king is still protecting the Abyss’s war machine—that is almost a flawless combination.

Samimi simply couldn’t imagine how troublesome it would be for these two existences to join forces.

There was also a more practical problem—stamina.

Every battle required clearing out all the Abyss Insects in the entire area to get a brief respite, then quickly withdrawing before reinforcements arrived.

Endurance monsters like Niubao and the Twin Demons naturally had no problem. Other combat-oriented Heroes were also qualified. Even the Pharmacist Steve-Ni had decent stamina.

But Samimi and Bemore… belonged to the stamina trash category.

Fight once, then collapse.

—

There was no other way. Everyone could only set up camp and rest in a hidden spot. They couldn’t advance any further today.

The Glorious Light Decapitation Squad’s camping equipment relied entirely on Niubao’s Ruby Ring.

Inside was a full set of professional wilderness gear, plus runes engraved by Bemore to enhance concealment.

A super-large camouflage tent that could be set up on any terrain.

The advantage was obvious—

There was only one drawback: high magic consumption.

“So my stamina is on the same level as yours?” Samimi leaned against a tree root and sighed.

“So what?” Bemore said with a look of disdain. “Could the team possibly do without a Divine Official and a Magic User?”

Samimi was silent for a second.

Then she walked over—

And gave her two punches.

“Why did you hit me!” Bemore bristled.

“That kind of professional superiority complex of yours is unacceptable.” Samimi pointed at her. “Do you think Magic Users are superior? Should you kowtow to me, a Dual-Manipulator, then?”

Bemore was instantly speechless.

“That’s not what I meant…”

“You just don’t know how to care about your teammates.” Samimi said coldly and turned to leave.

Bemore pouted, full of grievances.

—

Not long after, Niubao returned from the woods, carrying a basket of wild vegetables and mushrooms.

With Steve in the team, she could tell which were edible and which were poisonous.

They wouldn’t have to keep eating preserved rations.

Then, the Red Ghost also returned:

“I found a small lake. We can bathe.”

“Bathe? Let’s go!” Samimi perked up instantly.

However—

No one moved.

“We are on a decapitation mission, not a picnic,” the Blue Ghost calmly retorted.

Samimi: “…”

Alright.

They really couldn’t just take off their gear and go bathe.

This was an Uninhabited Zone. They could encounter enemies at any time.

In the end—

Everyone could only use a damp cloth to wipe themselves down.

—

Night fell.

Everyone sat around the campfire.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Without battles, without traveling, the underlying tensions surfaced.

Even Samimi herself reflected—

Her attitude toward Bemore today had indeed been a bit too much.

—

On the other side.

Steve was teaching Niubao to read and identify herbs.

Niubao had a blank, dazed look on his face.

The scene was unexpectedly… heartwarming.

Seeing others suffer really could improve one’s mood.

—

Samimi walked up to Bemore.

“About this morning… I’m sorry.”

Bemore was stunned.

She had actually planned to apologize too.

It was just her personality—she could never say it out loud.

“You… why do you always call me Wang Beibei?” she suddenly realized.

“Wang Beibei, Turtle Nana, Ironhead Lailai, Honest Niubao. Don’t they sound nice?” Samimi smiled.

Bemore: “…”

“I was just feeling touched for a moment. I thought too much. You’re just a jerk.”

The two immediately started arguing again.

—

On the other side.

Steve and Niubao also got into an argument over cooking.

One wanted to make a light medicinal soup.

The other wanted to make a heavy-flavored stew.

Samimi quipped:

“Why not just make two pots?”

Steve immediately shot back:

“If you don’t understand camping, don’t interrupt.”

Samimi: “I don’t understand? I camped all the way from the Royal City!”

“Is the Royal City the same as the Sea of Ten Thousand Forests?” Steve retorted coldly.

She wasn’t stuttering at all now, her aura in full force.

For the first time, Samimi realized—

This wasn’t a timid pharmacist.

This was a sharp-tongued sage.

—

In the end.

Everyone voted unanimously—

For the meat.

The medicinal soup was vetoed.

—

Late at night.

The campfire was extinguished.

Moonlight filtered through the leaves.

Although the environment was dangerous, it was exceptionally quiet.

—

“There’s movement.”

Cresia suddenly spoke.

Everyone instantly went on alert.

Niubao tilted his head to listen:

“There are footsteps.”

“Insects?” the Blue Ghost asked.

“No.” Samimi shook her head. “Abyss Insects are dormant at night. These are Demon Humans.”

Everyone’s expressions tightened.

“Direction?” The Hero of the Gale asked.

Cresia pointed west.

Niubao also confirmed the direction.

—

“We can set up a counter-ambush,” The Hero of the Gale said.

Samimi frowned:

“You all are fast, but Bemore and I can’t keep up, we can’t provide support. Are you sure you want to act?”

The Hero of the Gale’s gaze was firm:

“We must kill them. Behind us is the Adventurer Army.”

Samimi was silent for a moment.

Then she nodded.

“The Hero of the Gale, Sword Saint, Blue Ghost, Niubao—engage.”

“Red Ghost, Serina, stay. Responsible for backup.”

The order was given.

The four instantly vanished into the darkness.