Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

"Thank you, Headman Xia!"

Luo Ming received the Congealing Fire Oil, his face bursting with joy. He quickly had Shang Ping and the other two take the lead, and after preparing the Congealing Fire Oil, he fixed his gaze on the giant puppet's arm, immediately understanding Xia Hong's intention.

Xia Hong gave him the Congealing Fire Oil, then turned to look at the western side of the valley, seeing that the situation of the Great River and the other four camps was precarious. He quickly called out to Yuan Cheng and the six others behind him and rushed over there immediately.

Yuan Cheng, Yue Feng, and the other six were able to save their lives in that stone crevice.

It seemed like he arrived just in time, but in reality, luck played a significant role.

After all, they had only recently broken through to the Lumbering Realm. Not to mention the Rogue Camp, even the people from the Great River, Huang Zhao, and the other four camps were much stronger than them.

The giant puppet, regardless of its strength, was simply too large. Its attack range was extremely wide, and coupled with its terrifying power, there was almost no untouched ground within the valley at this moment.

The giant puppet's remaining three limbs, its left arm, blocked the Lumbering Realm cultivators of the Rogue Camp on the right side of the valley; its two towering, pillar-like feet frantically trampled the Lumbering Realm cultivators of the Great River and the other four camps.

Earlier, when they were trapped in the wooden houses, all five camps outside suffered casualties.

The Rogue Camp was doing alright; they still had three or four pieces of iron equipment to resist for a while.

The other four camps were not so fortunate. Their strength was already slightly inferior, and they didn't have a single piece of iron equipment. In just a short while, seven had already died, leaving only sixteen people.

The remaining sixteen people were still struggling for survival under the giant puppet's feet.

Bang…

"Old Huang, isn't the entrance open yet?"

Hong Gang narrowly avoided the giant puppet's right foot with his son, retreating to the side while anxiously shouting towards Huang Yong behind him.

They were all on the western side of the valley, near the entrance.

Huang Yong was leading five people in moving the large boulders blocking the entrance. Hearing Hong Gang's anxious voice, he didn't dare stop his actions and could only shout back, "The rocks are too big and too many, we can't move them all in a short time! Hold on a little longer!"

Hearing this, Hong Gang seized the opportunity to look back and saw that only a small portion of the rubble had been cleared. A sense of despair immediately arose in his heart.

Just now, when the four wooden houses combined to form this giant puppet, realizing that everyone together was no match for the wooden puppet, they immediately dispersed and fled. The Rogue Camp chose the left side, the six from Great Xia chose the right side, and he and the people from Huang Yong's four camps chose the exit, which was the western side.

This choice was not a problem. The giant puppet's strength was so terrifying that staying in the valley would definitely lead to death. Running directly towards the exit was naturally the safest.

But the problem was that as soon as they ran, the giant puppet guessed their intention and directly punched the mountain above the valley entrance. Countless rubble fell, completely blocking the cave entrance.

The hope of escaping directly was shattered. Although they were desperate, they quickly came up with a countermeasure, continuing to divide into two groups. He and Lu He led people to restrain the giant puppet's legs, while Huang Yong and Chen Ying led five people to clear the rubble from the cave entrance.

The idea was naturally not a problem, but in practice, they realized how difficult it was.

The giant puppet's strength was too strong. Originally, including him, there were sixteen people responsible for restraining it, but six had died in a short while, leaving only ten people now.

In such a long time, only a small portion of the cave entrance had been cleared, and they had already lost six people. By the time the cave entrance was cleared, they would probably all be dead.

No, they had to think of a way.

Otherwise, they should call back Old Huang and the other seven and fight this giant puppet!

"Father!"

His son, Hong Mu's loud reminder, woke Hong Gang from his daze.

He suddenly looked up and realized that the giant puppet's huge right foot was already stomping down from above his head. The violent force drove the airflow above his head down, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

A look of despair flashed in Hong Gang's eyes. This foot would definitely lead to the same fate as the six who died before, being crushed into minced meat.

"Get out of the way, Father!"

At the critical moment, his son Hong Mu rushed over quickly from the side, directly knocking him four or five meters away.

"Fool, who told you to save me… Mu'er!"

Hong Gang had not yet landed and shouted angrily in mid-air, blaming his son for saving him.

But watching the giant puppet's foot stomp down on his son, his face finally revealed panic, and all the anger in his heart instantly turned into heartbreak, sadly calling out his son's name.

Bang…

The giant puppet's foot stomped down without any suspense, almost sticking to the ground.

This foot not only made the surrounding ground tremble, but also directly crushed Hong Gang's heart into pieces.

"Ah… Mu'er…"

In all his years, Hong Gang was most proud of his son, Hong Mu.

A twenty-four-year-old Lumbering Realm cultivator was definitely a leader among all the camps around Red Maple Ridge. The biggest reason for this was that Hong Gang gave up his own cultivation, giving priority to his son whenever there was Cold Beast meat.

His carefully nurtured son died in front of his eyes.

His mood can be imagined.

"Father, I'm alright!"

A voice from under the giant puppet's feet made Hong Gang stunned, unable to believe it. But as he looked up, the sadness on his face immediately turned into a strong joy.

The giant puppet suddenly separated a part on the ground, and then retracted its feet.

The separated part actually burst into flames on the ground.

Bang…

That part of the wood was pushed away from the ground, and two figures suddenly appeared in front of Hong Gang.

Seeing that Hong Mu was only spitting blood and was still alive, Hong Gang's face was full of joy, and then he turned to look at the man holding the knife next to him, bowing solemnly and saying:

"Headman Xia, I won't thank you for your great kindness. If there are any orders in the future, Hong will not hesitate to die!"

Thinking that Xia Hong didn't know him yet, Hong Gang quickly added a sentence at the end:

"I am Hong Gang, the headman of the Great River Camp."

The one who saved Hong Mu was naturally Xia Hong, who had just rushed over.

Xia Hong waved his hand at Hong Gang and smiled wryly: "Whether there will be a future is still up for debate. I didn't deliberately come to save him, so Headman Hong doesn't have to be so polite."

Hong Gang knew that now was not the time to talk, so he didn't speak, but went forward and brought his son over, looking at Xia Hong, the gratitude in his eyes still undiminished.

And Xia Hong's attention at this time was all on the giant wooden puppet.

He really didn't come to save Hong Mu just now.

He wasn't noble enough to risk his life to save someone he didn't know.

His goal was the giant wooden puppet.

When he rushed over just now, he noticed that the giant wooden puppet, whose right arm had been cut off by him, only had its legs and left arm left, and its movements were a little deformed.

This made him realize that destroying the key parts of the giant wooden puppet's limbs should indirectly affect the control of the Wooden Puppet Gu, so he raised his knife and drilled under the giant wooden puppet's feet, using the remaining Congealing Fire Oil on the knife to destroy the balance of its soles.

Saving Hong Mu was just a side effect.

Sure enough, the facts were just as he expected.

After the giant wooden puppet separated a part of its sole, its legs became more uncoordinated, its trampling movements began to deform, and its power was far less than before.

On the other side, Luo Ming, who had taken over the Congealing Fire Oil, accurately seized this opportunity. Like Xia Hong just now, he climbed up the giant wooden puppet's left arm, found the thinnest part, swung his knife and slashed down, all in one go.

In the severed left arm, many transparent white lines could still be vaguely seen.

Those white lines were stained with the Congealing Fire Oil on Luo Ming's knife, and bursts of sparks suddenly burst out, splashing around.

The giant puppet had just had its right foot destroyed by Xia Hong and was already extremely uncoordinated. At this moment, with its left arm broken, its body immediately tilted and swayed.

Luo Ming would not miss such a good opportunity. He rushed towards the giant puppet's head along the unbroken part of the left arm.

When he was about to reach the head, he threw the last bit of Congealing Fire Oil in his hand towards the giant puppet's face and swung his broadsword, following closely behind.

The Congealing Fire Oil was broken open, and it splashed all over the giant wooden puppet's face. The flames rose fiercely, and as Luo Ming's blade cut into the head, those flames also penetrated deep into the giant wooden puppet's skull.

"Ah…"

A slightly angry, old voice came from the sky above the valley.

Xia Hong looked up, his eyes instantly becoming extremely solemn.

Although this voice was old, the strange feeling of wood chips rubbing, both hoarse and piercing, was all too familiar to him.

The Wooden Puppet Gu has finally revealed its true form!