This is a huge body of water located in the northwest corner of the wetland swamp.
Some people call it a lake, while others call it a sea, but from Greem's point of view, it is more accurate to define it as an inland sea.
Riding a huge spore flying bat, Greem flew in the air thirty or forty meters above the ground, moving along the meandering direction of the streams and rivers below him, heading towards the areas with the thickest water mist.
"This is the Nega Waterway... The main people living here are some small fish and lobster people... They are not very gregarious and are in a state of war all year round..." This giant spore flying bat is also a level 2 creature.
, possessing not weak intelligence, and his attitude towards Greem is much more respectful than ordinary people of his kind.
After hearing the other party's introduction, Greem looked down curiously.
Between the tall mushroom trees, a huge waterway more than 100 meters wide flows quietly beneath you.
Every once in a while, narrow streams will be led from the waterway, forming a shallow puddle in a certain area. The village of the little fishman is built on the shallow puddle, all of which are wooden houses on the water with simple workmanship and simple styles.
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And when the Spore Flying Bat flies over the fish-man village, from time to time, you can see the ugly dark green figure chasing after it with a strange "wah, wah, wah," scream.
"What kind of murlocs are they? Blackfin murlocs or inkjet murlocs?" Greem's eyes flashed blue, and he quickly included the appearance and physical characteristics of these murlocs into the database, and quickly compared them.
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The information fed back by the chip is: the probability of blackfin murlocs is 67%, the probability of inkjet murlocs is 25%, the probability of summoning murlocs is 7%... the probability of the rest of the murlocs is less than 1%, so it will no longer be displayed.
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"They are black-finned murlocs!" The giant spore flying bat spread its wings and flew between the tall mushroom trees. It turned around and replied: "You wizards are all knowledgeable and powerful.
You even know about an inconspicuous little guy like the Black Fin Fishman."
Greem did not pay too much attention to the compliment of the giant spore flying bat, but looked far away, looking at the tall figures standing on some small islands in the middle of the river.
They are simply enlarged versions of lobsters. They stand upright like humans, walk on the four jointed limbs stretched out under their flat abdomen and a duck-like tail, and fight and intimidate their enemies with two powerful giant claws.
Compared with the small fish people, these lobster people are stronger and more brave, and their bodies are also covered with a thick layer of scales, and a layer of strange moss grows on the scales. With this kind of protection
, the simple swords and spears of the little fishmen either cannot cut through the scales or slip on the moss, making it difficult to cause serious damage.
It's no wonder that the lobster people occupy the best hunting position in the middle of the waterway and drive the small fish people to more "remote" areas.
Their food is the numerous small fish in the waterways.
I saw those little murlocs chasing the giant spore flying bats, screaming and throwing their spears into the air, and then falling down weakly in the middle, accidentally injuring many of their companions.
"They don't seem to have a good relationship with you?" Greem asked.
"My people often get tired of eating mushrooms and will come here to eat one or two small fishmen. Therefore, the relationship between us has always been tense!" the giant spore flying bat explained simply.
As if thinking of the delicious taste of the little fishman's flesh, it couldn't help but grin.
"Won't the wise men stop this kind of 'killing' behavior of yours?"
"Killing? No, no, no... this is not killing, but hunting. The reproductive capacity of creatures like the little fishmen is too strong. If they are not restricted, they will fill the wetlands and swamps with their green figures without restraint.
In every inch of space. So, we eat small fish people, small fish people eat smaller aquatic creatures, and aquatic creatures eat sand... This is the privilege given to us by the laws of the plane, even the most respected wise man.
It cannot be taken away!”
After hearing the other party's answer, Greem couldn't help but nodded secretly.
In the wizarding world, even many second-level creatures in the black forest are still in the primitive instinctive stage of ignorance, but this ordinary second-level flying bat in the spirit world already has this understanding.
This is not simply intelligence, but the insight and experience that can only be gained after experiencing the world.
"Master Wizard, please sit still, we are about to cross the quagmire of death... The creatures there have not been very friendly recently..." Following the loud reminder of the giant spore flying bat, its body quickly circled and shuttled through.
After passing a small hillock, we suddenly broke into a strange piece of land.
Greem, who had been sitting calmly on his back, suddenly stood up, his sharp eyes scanning the strange land in front of him with uncertainty.
Perhaps not long ago, this place was once a vast and beautiful lake.
However, as the years passed, the lake water here was lost to other places for some unknown reason, so large areas of the black and sticky lake bed were exposed, turning into a death quagmire filled with a terrible stench.
The swamp creatures that had lost their habitat due to environmental changes began to go crazy and robbed some remaining marshes in low-lying areas. For this last bit of water, all the swamp creatures fell into fighting and fighting.
Greem looked far into the distance and could see countless carapace fragments and broken limbs in the black mud at the bottom of the lake. Those who could survive such a cruel and bloody battle were terrifying strong men, especially those in the swamp.
Giants, fungus giants and hydra monsters are the majority.
However, even as victors, they do not have enough water to nourish their bodies. They can only drag their almost withered bodies and stagger forward in the vast death quagmire that is dozens of miles long, looking for the remaining marshes.
The Death Quagmire... This place is truly worthy of being called the Death Quagmire!
"Wait for me up there for a moment while I go get some specimens!" Greem simply greeted the giant spore flying bat and jumped down into the sky.
An altitude of more than 40 meters was nothing to Greem. He didn't even apply a 'slow-fall spell' on himself, and he crashed into the mud at the bottom of the lake like a rapidly falling fireball.
There was a dull thud.
Pillars of mud splashed and waves of fire rolled.
Before the black and smelly sludge splashed in the air could hit the ground, it was swept past by streaks of red fire and evaporated in an instant.
Greem's body was only slightly squatted, and the terrifying impact of falling from a high altitude was eliminated.
If it had been anyone else, he would have fallen down without any buffer, and not only would his bones be shattered, but his internal organs would also have to bear a terrible impact. And Greem's physical advantage of up to 32 points was fully demonstrated at this time, and the force of the recoil would be fatal to others. His body was only slightly dizzy, and his whole body didn't even have any internal injuries.
He slowly stood upright and stepped out of the mud pit that had been baked into dry hard clods.
The momentum of his forceful arrival was so astonishing that it naturally attracted the attention of several tall and staggering figures around him.
Seeing his majestic body covered in flames, the nearest withered swamp giant immediately rushed over with a roar.
It was just a level 2 swamp giant, and he actually dared to charge at a level 4 wizard... From this almost death-seeking behavior, it can be seen that the blight not only damaged its body, but even its brain became somewhat abnormal. Not sure anymore.
Greem snorted coldly, held the staff in his left hand to support his body, stretched his right hand forward, with the palm of his hand facing the enemy, and fired the flaming fireballs one after another at the opponent's body like a barrage of cannons.
Greem was only 2 meters tall, while the withered swamp giant was about 7 meters tall. However, under the terrifying fire sorcery attack, not only was the opponent unable to take a step forward, he was instead blasted back by the fireballs, and his entire body began to dry out. Disintegrate.
The tall and mighty bodies of swamp giants are filled with tough and long-lasting vitality. Even if 1/3 of their bodies are missing, they can grow back with their own vitality. It is precisely because of this tough life that they can survive It has survived the dry season for several years.
However, no matter how long and tenacious its vitality is, when it faces a terrifying legendary fire wizard, everything becomes useless!
With only 5 fingers and 7 fireballs, Greem exploded the withered swamp giant into pieces, disintegrating into blood stains all over the ground.
Dots of fluorescent light escaped from the broken body of the swamp giant, slowly blending into the fog that shrouded the sky and the earth. But Greem frowned, stretched out his hand to grab it, and took out another group of faint black light from the void. cigarette.
Greem's flame power condensed into a fireball, sealing the black smoke inside.
Some of the black smoke that was eager to escape suddenly hit the inner wall of the fireball, and was instantly burned to ashes by the swirling flames. The remaining black smoke seemed to know how powerful it was, and no longer dared to get closer to the inner wall of the fireball, like a group of headless flies. Inside, people were circling left and right, rushing around, seemingly looking for a way out.
The plane laws of the spirit world are too powerful, right? Even the black smoke has intelligence?
Greem smiled coldly, focused his eyes, and with flashing blue light, he quickly scanned the details of the black smoke.
"Dip, a heterogeneous virus-causing bacterium has been discovered... Warning, the bacterium is horribly contagious and lethal, and can cause third-level disease invasion to the body... It is recommended that the subject open the flame barrier to eliminate the possibility of infection..."
really……
The moment he saw the black smoke, Greem felt an extremely familiar feeling in his heart.
Sure enough, the results of the chip scan confirmed his suspicion.
The so-called blight is actually the invasion of a special type of bacteria.
This method of bacterial invasion and spread is somewhat similar to the method used by the Plague Poison Spirit Remy. (To be continued)