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Limbs and chunks of flesh rained down as the other nine mushrooms detonated in quick succession, creating a chain of explosions that rippled through the battlefield.

KABOOM! BOOM! KABOOM!

The blasts tore through the dense field of vines, the shockwaves bending the massive Tier 3 vines backward before they snapped back with renewed fury.

All low-level Murlocs caught in the primary blast radius were vaporized, and reduced to little more than dark stains on the blood-soaked ground.

Even those that were farther away were knocked off their feet, their bodies thrown into the air like ragdolls, their screeches of pain quickly swallowed by the nearby Murlocs or Predatory vines.

The air became thick with the acrid smell of burning flesh and the sharp sound of blast mushrooms.

For a brief moment, the battlefield went silent, then all the cavemen roared with excitement.

Korrin watched from his position, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. The strategy had worked better than he'd hoped.

[Current Progress: 36,270 / 43,000]

He immediately checked the progress, this first wave of blasts alone cleared more than five thousand Murlocs, getting them closer to their goal.

But it wasn't over.

More Murlocs poured from the river, splashing through the blood-filled waters, their eyes gleaming with savage hunger.

The Murlocs still surged forward, their rage and blood lust overcoming their fear.

"We need to hold them back," Korrin could feel the pressure mounting, they had to clear this wave before the sixth.

The explosions had bought them time, but they couldn't rely on the mushrooms alone.

He turned to the fire mages behind him, who stood ready, flames gathering in their hands. "Prepare the firewalls!"

With a collective roar, the mages raised their hands, flames swirling around them as they channeled their power.

"Create a barrier around the vines!" Korrin ordered. "We'll make sure the Murlocs can't reach our front lines!"

While he glanced at the predatory vines—many of the smaller ones had been obliterated in the blasts, leaving patches of open ground.

The Tier 2 and Tier 3 vines were still standing, but they were being overwhelmed by the sheer number of Murlocs.

Their massive jaws snapped and crushed anything in their reach, but even they couldn't cover all the gaps left by the destroyed ordinary vines.

The ground began to glow with heat as towering walls of fire erupted around the remaining vines, encircling them in a blazing inferno.

The Murlocs, undeterred, continued to charge, they crashed against the firewalls, their bodies igniting as they tried to push through.

"Reload!" Korrin shouted, his voice thick with urgency, he knew the mages could not hold the firewall for much longer, or else they couldn't help next. The cavemen hurried to retrieve more Blast Mushrooms, fumbling slightly as their hands shook from the adrenaline.

Soon the frontline, where the vines struggled against the tide of Murlocs, was thinning. Several Tier 2 and Tier 3 vines had already fallen, and their huge bodies collapsed into the blood-red river.

However, most of these Tier 3 plant roots continued to move even after their upper bodies were broken, clinging to the massive life force they have as they continuously absorbed more and more blood flowing around, mutating into something else.

Their color deepened to a sickly, pulsating red, their movements became more erratic and vicious as they grew thicker, and stronger, reshaping into grotesque forms.

"Boss," Just at this moment, one of the cavemen shouted from behind him, pointing to the right flank. "They're coming through! We've got a breach!"

Korrin whipped his head around, eyes narrowing as he saw the problem. A swarm of Murlocs, faster than the others, had slipped around the outer edge of the vines, finding a weak point in the flames.

"Shit!" Korrin cursed under his breath, already calculating their numbers, he ordered "Shoot the remaining Blast Mushrooms and prepare for close combat!!"

The cavemen obeyed without hesitation, pulling out their last supply of explosive-tipped arrows, and rushed forward facing the Murlocs that were nearing them.

KABOOM! BOOM!

Blast Mushrooms detonated one by one in quick succession, each explosion carving out chunks of the Murloc forces.

As he moved forward, he also used another fire spell to attack the Murlocs, "Firestorm!" The air around him ignited as a vortex of flame erupted from his hands, spiraling its way toward the advancing Murlocs.

Drawing his own blade, Korrin charged forward, cutting through Murlocs with high efficiency. His movements were swift and precise, every strike meant to kill, not much different from the flame sword used by the Half Drows Leader against Selina.

All the newly evolved cavemen also charged with him, explosions, fire, and blood filled the air as the battlefield devolved into chaos.

But just at this moment, a deep rumble echoed across the battlefield, drowning out all the chaos.

Korrin's eyes flicked upward, and his heart stuttered in his chest.

A massive wave surged from the blood-red river, and something terrifying emerged from its depths—a monstrous figure, towering over everything else on the field, reaching four or five meters tall—a Tier 4 Murloc.

Its skin was a slick, sickly green scales, covered in a layer of slime and blood, with muscles that bulged grotesquely under its scales.

The creature's eyes glowed an ominous dark red, burning with an intensity that chilled Korrin to the bone.

"Roar!!" The Murloc's maw, wide and filled with jagged, rotting teeth, dripped with saliva as it let out a deep, thunderous roar, shaking the very air.

The ground trembled beneath the Murloc's immense weight as it stomped forward, each step like a hammer striking the earth.

Its presence alone was enough to scatter the smaller Murlocs, who fled in terror, giving the creature a wide berth.

Even the relentless Predatory Vines, which had so far held their ground against the tide of Murlocs, were no match for the beast.

With a single swipe of its massive claws, it tore through the thick vines as if they were nothing more than dry twigs.

The shredded remains of the vines fell uselessly into the bloody waters below, their regenerative capabilities overwhelmed by the sheer force of the attack.

Korrin swallowed hard, but he quickly steadied himself. "It's just an Elite Tier 4," he muttered under his breath, trying to calm the rising fear.

Soon he began to analyze, "Not a general class." That was some small comfort, at least. If this had been a general-class Tier 4, they would all be doomed.

But even still, reaching Tier 4 meant this Murloc was in a completely different league from the lower-tier creatures they had been fighting up until now.

The Murloc's beady red eyes fixed on Korrin, its gaze filled with hunger and malice, not much different from other Murlocs.

It was an unmistakable sign that the beast had chosen him as its next prey.

However, if he was still a rare quality Fire Mage, he wouldn't have dared to face it, but it's different now.

He was upgraded to General quality, and since the beginning of the Trial, he gained hundreds of Evolutionary points himself, which he used to improve his own strength to peak Tier 3, his current attributes are not much different compared to the Tier 4 Murloc.

Observing the mindless beast charging at him, he felt little pressure. He commanded his subordinates to deal with the other Murlocs while he himself charged towards the Tier 4 Murloc.

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