I Don't Want to Be Dog Food

No one paid him any attention.

Bai Zhu dragged Milluki past him at a sprint, cursing as he went.

"Dwun, before you try to save the day next time, ask whether anyone present agrees to be saved by you!"

Dwun was on the verge of tears.

"I didn't think it would miss the grass when it pounced."

"You're even reviewing it now?"

The ground began to heave unnaturally.

Using the recoil from the rising ground, the Dog-shaped Spear Soldiers sprang forward, moving even faster than they had at the boundary.

As Bai Zhu listened to the footsteps closing in behind him, his heart grew more alarmed the farther he ran.

"They even have a commander?"

Milluki was dragged along as he ran and cursed.

"Isn't that obvious? Even ordinary packs of dogs have leaders! Left! Roots are coming up on the left!"

Bai Zhu twisted on his feet and dragged Milluki sideways.

Several black roots shot out of the mud and missed.

Milluki was so frightened he nearly threw away his box.

Bai Zhu glanced down at him.

"Aren't you the technical core? Analyze how we should run."

Milluki was breathing hard.

"Run back along the route we came from! The Positioning Spikes are still there! Let's get out first!"

Bai Zhu looked toward List.

List had already run ahead, the route panel in his hand glowing faintly.

"Follow me. Don't step on the glowing root zones!"

Ging led the way at the front, moving swiftly and kicking aside any roots that blocked the path.

Razor held the rear. A Nen bullet exploded just in front of the pursuing Spear Soldiers.

Boom!

A chunk of black soil was blasted into the air.

The front-row Spear Soldiers were sent tumbling, but those behind them quickly filled the gap.

Razor frowned.

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