The tall mushrooms held up a huge umbrella, blocking the dark and gloomy misty sky, making the light in the forest darker and darker.
The bright mushrooms and shimmering moss scattered throughout the jungle light up with colorful fluorescence, and coupled with the fluorescent spores flying all over the sky, this mushroom jungle is filled with a weird and evil flavor that can only be found in fairy tales.
Looking into the distance through this lush mushroom jungle, you can see some strange spore-like plants growing in large open valleys. The roots of these plants are very strong, and the fruits they bear are even bigger.
, which is simply out of proportion to their petite bodies.
Because the fruits on the head stems are too huge, with a diameter of up to one meter, the stems of these plants are bent. In the spore field, spore people, who are only a little over one meter tall, are busy working hard.
From time to time, they turn over the soil, water some green juice, and carefully take care of each plant with huge fruits, as patiently and meticulously as they take care of their own children.
Whenever a fruit matures, the huge fruit mass will burst open, and thick and viscous fruit juice will flow out from it. Along with the fruit juice, there will be a strange fetus with its eyes closed and squeaking strangely.
.At this time, those spore people who are responsible for taking care of the spore forest will gather in groups.
They carefully wrapped up the fetuses and sent them back to the village to be raised by dedicated personnel. As the sporogenous forest matured, the magic spore babies were born one after another, making them, the caregivers, very busy.
Rest time.
On the periphery of the sporogenous forest, tall fungus giants can be seen constantly patrolling. On the shoulders of each fungus giant can be seen a smaller spore man, with the hands and feet of the spore man
It was inserted into the fungus giant's body as if it had melted, as if it had become one with it.
It is precisely because of this strange ability of the magic spore family that they are able to occupy a place in the wetlands and swamps where monsters are rampant with their weak bodies and strength, and slowly infect this territory by implanting spores.
The Demon Spore clan is not monolithic, but is divided into two major classes: nobles and commoners.
The so-called magic spores actually refer to the aristocratic class. They generally possess various strange magical abilities. After infecting swamp creatures, they can also acquire some magical powers. However, ordinary civilians do not have this ability, so they are commonly engaged in
They work hard and tiring jobs such as nurserymen, planters, and outposts.
Amelia waited anxiously in the mushroom jungle until a sneaky and thin figure appeared in front of her.
"Uncle Naru, how is the situation in the Holy Land?" Seeing the other party appear, Amelia asked urgently.
"Farnson has left... I heard that something went wrong in the ogre camp, so it hurried to deal with it! Currently, only Theo is in charge of the Holy Land, but there is also an army of giants with it.
It's very difficult for you to sneak in!" The man called Naaru is an old-looking male spore man. Judging from his appearance, it seems that he is nearing the end of his life. He can't even speak a few words.
Live breathless.
"What about the secret passage? Does the secret passage my father secretly dug still exist?"
"The secret passage is still there... However, your last escape through the secret passage has aroused Farnson's suspicion, and it has been looking for the secret passage. For this reason, it has arranged a secret passage in the Holy Land.
There are many mechanisms and traps, many arrangements that even I can’t detect..."
"Uncle Naru, thank you for your hard work. You have always been the most loyal to our family, and I was raised by you. If...if things go smoothly this time, you can leave here with me!"
"Princess, are you already planning to give up the ancestral legacy of the Demon Spore clan?"
Amelia sighed quietly.
"Naru, you have never walked out of this swamp, and you have no idea how vast and huge this world is. I am now a wizard, and the wizarding world is also a more glorious civilization than the spirit world. We, the magic spore family, prefer
The so-called 'business' that Ju Yi has been running for hundreds of years seems to me now to be a ridiculous farce. Leaving this closed and conservative world, our magic spore clan will definitely develop better and faster..."
"By the way, Uncle Naru, I asked you to secretly recruit some old people who are willing to follow me. I wonder how you are doing?"
"Your Highness Princess, you have been away for too long...many old clan members have passed away one after another. And to be on the safe side, I didn't dare to test randomly, so I only roped in the seven most trustworthy guys!"
Upon hearing Naru's answer, Amelia's eyes lit up.
"Enough, this is enough! According to the plan, I will sneak into the Holy Land secretly to get back the things that originally belonged to my father. You and the tribesmen you have recruited will prepare more seeds. All kinds of seeds will do.
Take them all away... Remember, when you see the Holy Land ablaze, bring your tribe back here. At that time, I will take you all back to the new world..."
After some brief instructions, Amelia sent Naru away.
After looking up at the dim sky and sensing the message from the master of the family from afar, Amelia put on her hood again and quietly slipped towards the distant holy land.
The holy land of the Demon Spore Clan is located in a huge winding cave.
If you enter from the front, you will encounter almost every sentry every three steps and every five steps. You will encounter countless guards and sentries along the way. Therefore, even with the magical power of Moat, the swamp wise man, he cannot combine his perception with
The eyeliner extends here.
Naturally, it is impossible to know what the magic spore family is doing behind the scenes!
But the builder of this holy land is not actually Farnson, but Amelia’s former father, the previous leader of the Demon Spore Clan. Therefore, Farnson, who has attempted to usurp the throne and power, naturally does not know that he is working in the heavily guarded Demon Spore Clan.
In the Spore Holy Land, there is actually a hidden passage that leads directly to the outside world.
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The battle on the battlefield is still very fierce...
Without his warhammer, Goldface was like a heavy bear, chasing after the tall flame giant in vain, but unable to get even close to it.
The flame witchcraft that Grim wielded at will brought unimaginable disaster to Goldface and the entire ogre camp!
It was obviously the ogres who had the advantage in terms of numbers and location, but on the battlefield, it was Greem who beat the entire Angrosh ogres violently.
And just as Greem was ruling the battlefield crazily, the first batch of reinforcements arrived in a hurry.
The ones who came were none other than Moat, the swamp wise man, and Lawrence, the prophet of water, who came all the way with the help of water mist teleportation.
Although they did not bring any reinforcements, just relying on their level 4 status, they instantly overwhelmed the battle situation.
In despair, Goldface hugged his head and fled into the camp, never daring to fight again, letting the flame giant transformed by Greem crazily harvest the lives of his people.
Greem waved his hand, and the flame creatures swarmed out and rushed into the camp after the fleeing ogres. For a moment, fires were lit everywhere, and there were sounds of fighting and shouting everywhere.
Seeing that the ogres had no power to fight back, Lawrence, the prophet of water, slowly walked into the battlefield and faced Greem from a distance.
"The Angrosh ogres have lost the courage to fight. Outsiders, you can stop!" Lawrence said calmly, with no expression on his face composed purely of light blue water elements: "
We will take over the next battle, you must stop killing immediately!"
Hmm? This water element does not belong to our side?
Greem was so confused by the other party's hostility that he couldn't help but look at Moat suspiciously.
Moat smiled bitterly, took out a small braided bag from his arms, and threw it to Greem.
"This is the reward you deserve from your previous mission. As for the battle here, you should slow down for a while! Our goal today is that Farnson, and this Golfey... we should try our best to recruit and surrender!"
"Surrender?" Greem smiled coldly: "You guys want to surrender the ogre chief even before he is captured? If you don't take the opportunity to destroy the entire ogre camp now, I'm afraid the reinforcements from the other side will arrive later.
After arriving, it will be too late to do this again..."
"Human wizard, please pay attention to your identity..." For some reason, Water Prophet Lawrence did not have any good impression of Greem as soon as they met: "How to deal with this ogre chief is an internal matter in our wetland swamp. It's not up to us.
You, an outsider, are dictating things here!"
Upon hearing Lawrence's answer, Greem's face filled with flames froze. He stared at the Water Prophet coldly, and finally nodded: "Okay... very good! Since this is the inside of your wetland swamp.
If you have some affairs, then I’ll take a break.”
After saying this, Greem stretched out his hand and the witch staff flew over from the side of the Flame Gate.
Without the support of the flame power of the witch's staff, the Flame Gate couldn't help but collapse inward with a loud rumbling sound, and finally collapsed and dispersed into an overflowing sea of fire. And those flame creatures who were still fighting on the battlefield also quickly
They dissipated one by one and soon disappeared.
For a time, only the twelve swamp giants were left on the battlefield, still chasing the fleeing ogres, while the rest of the area became inexplicably deserted.
snort……
The Water Prophet Lawrence didn't care at all about Greem's performance.
It stood in the middle of a rolling and boiling pond. With a rapid murmur of spells, water figures rose up quickly on the water surface, and a huge army of water elements was summoned in an instant.
Most of these water elements are only level 1 or 2, but their number is astonishing.
They moved quickly on the water, quickly filling the vacancy in their own combat power after the flame creatures disappeared, once again forming an overwhelming numerical advantage over the ogres. (To be continued)