The battle lasted eight minutes and forty-six seconds. Half of the giant beasts that had burrowed out of the mycelium mounds were slain or driven back by the group. The other half scattered into the hook-bladed jungle and vanished. Yu Lian even saw two of them burrow straight into the carapace, disappearing from sight. They had appeared like mushrooms after rain, and now they vanished just as quickly.
They were as enormous as mammoths, yet more nimble at burrowing than groundhogs. The armies from Shali's past life—from the Brood War to the Zerglings, from the Larva Mothers to the colossal Ultralisks—had all mastered this unremarkable but remarkably practical skill. She wondered if they'd learned it here.
In short, everyone was riding high. After paying the slight price of three wounded, they had finally repelled this wave of the Star Eater's "immune cells."
Two young comrades whose names didn't matter had suffered minor injuries. Lacking combat experience, they'd been caught by the giant beasts' counterattacks, which had torn open sections of their armor. But they'd quickly patched the wounds on their heraldry armor with space sealant. As for their own minor injuries... Honestly, with a psionic's constitution, they could heal on their own without any treatment.
Meng Jiao had charged at the front and killed the most enemies, but he was also the most badly injured. A section of armor on his flank had been torn open. The pulse the dying giant beast had spat out caused some impact damage, and apparently broke one of his ribs.
Fortunately, their group included a "Pure" and a "Spirit-Blessed," so healing was no problem. Yu Lian didn't even need to use his "Touch of Life."
When they emerged from the hook-bladed jungle, they could already see the stars filling the sky beyond the "horizon"