"I am Serena, a priest who serves...the goddess Rose." The drow elf, covered in mold, took a breath and said weakly:

"I originally led a patrol team in the wilderness of the Underdark to investigate the cause of the radiation changes in the earth's veins. Then I made... a wrong decision and actually agreed to... Myconid King Bass.

At the invitation of Defei, to help it investigate the anomalies of the Master Society..., my patrol team and I were besieged by a group of crazy myconids and became their victims..."

Brian and Hesiah looked at each other, and they turned around at the same time with a tacit understanding, preparing to leave.

"Please... give me some mercy and understand my... pain!" Seeing the two of them leaving, the drow struggled for a moment, raised his head with difficulty, and led

He cried and begged them as hard as he could:

"If possible, I hope you will help me report the news about... the fungus queen Zugmoy... appearing in the Dark Territory to... the senior officials of Ancient Orens City.

, my people..."

"You have quite a lot of requests, so do you have any other requests?" Brian was amused by the drow's words and looked at her with interest.

Although the other party knew that the Fungus Demon Queen appeared in the Dark Territory, they had no idea that the initiator of all this was actually their spider wizard from Ancient Orens City.

In other words, it is very likely that the incarnation of a certain demon lord is lurking in the ancient city of Orens at this moment.

Therefore, ultimately, the source of all these disasters is actually the drow priestesses and the goddess Lolth they believe in.

It can only be said that it is their own fault that they have fallen into this situation.

At this moment, Brian vaguely sensed a weak hissing sound, shaking constantly and approaching the two of them at a slow speed.

This made him secretly vigilant.

"have......"

The drow's distracted eyes exuded a fiery light. She swallowed hard several times, her throat covered with tiny molds, and prayed in a weak voice: "I want wine... I want to drink it before I die."

A cup of...drow poisonous blood wine, and...a final mercy for me..."

"You're not polite at all. In fact, I also want to drink." Brian laughed, then turned his palm over, and a sharp sword appeared in his hand on the ground.

"Pfft!"

With a cold look in his eyes, he stabbed the sword neatly into her chest, inserted it into her coat, chainmail and lining underneath, and successfully sent her on her way.

Seeing the harvest of 500 experience points, Brian was about to search for loot when he suddenly noticed the surrounding fungus moving in the bushes and through the filthy land.

Immediately afterwards, the whimpering sounds of a dozen victims who had the same fate as the drow suddenly turned into a creepy tone of fear.

"careful!"

Hesiah exclaimed and quickly reminded Brian beside him, and immediately drew out his rune sword and stood ready.

Brian, who had noticed something strange a long time ago, naturally discovered the monster that appeared not far away from the two of them the moment the other party reminded him.

As the surrounding spore slaves let out shrill wails, a disgusting larva-like creature in the shape of slime stood up strangely not far from the two of them.

However, Brian was still keenly aware that the degraded fungal body of the monster in front of him showed that it was once a myconid.

He signaled Hesiah not to act rashly and looked at the other party calmly.

There is no doubt that the myconid in front of me has been corrupted by Zugmoy spores and has completely mutated into a terrifying abomination. It looks like a monster made up of various rotten mushrooms.

So much so that it doesn't look like a myconid at all, but more like a rotten fungus slithering on the ground.

Densely packed molds and moss have grown into hypnotic patterns on its already shapeless umbrella-shaped mushroom cap. Under the rotting mushroom cap, a crack like a mouth constantly sprouts clouds of dark green spores.

"Welcome, two travelers."

The mutated myconid opened and closed its slits in the green mist, giggling and sputtering words.

Its laughter and words rang loudly in the ears of Brian and Hesiah, and echoed in the depths of their minds at the same time.

"This myconid can actually speak instead of using teleportation spores." Hesiah looked at Brian in surprise and spoke to him using magic telepathy.

"It has been completely corrupted by the Fungus Queen and turned into a true demonic form."

Brian looked at her thoughtfully and replied: "If I guess correctly, it should be Yestabulo, the leader of the Master Society."

"It has become the slave of the fungus queen, why is it still so excited?" In order to relieve the depression and nervousness, Hesiah pretended to smile and sent a message to Brian.

"Although it is unfortunate to be a slave, it is not as terrible as imagined. After all, there is still hope of breaking free."

As Brian spoke, he secretly prepared an attack spell. "If you find beauty in slave life and continue to admire and be intoxicated with it, it proves that it is hopeless. There is no doubt that they belong to the future generations."

”

"...What you said makes sense."

Hesiah thought about it seriously, looked at Brian unexpectedly, and smiled.

It's hard to imagine that he could speak such philosophical words.

Brian smiled and didn't answer.

After all, this is a quotation from a great writer, and he just borrowed it temporarily.

If it makes no sense, it will not be deleted from the textbook.

He ignored the sword mage and quickly took out the casting materials, preparing to deal with the mutated mushroom man who was still chattering in front of the two of them.

Facts have proved that the saying "villains die by talking too much" is very effective no matter where it is.

"Are you here for a wedding? Are you friends of the bride or her guests?" The disgusting giggles of the mutant mushrooms continued to ring and echo:

"It doesn't matter! No matter who you are, Yestabulo, the leader of the Master Society, will allow you to participate in this wedding. Let the great sower embrace you with love, and then become a part of her groom and a part of the great body.

!”

"Before that, I suggest you hug a fireball and try it out."

Brian's eyes were forced to half-squint due to the blazing light of the fireball in his hand, he locked onto the mutant myconid's body and struck it without hesitation.

"Boom!"

The blazing fire exploded, and the high-temperature flames raged through the bacteria. The violent impact was accompanied by a loud noise, which made the earth seem to tremble. The mutated myconid's body was suddenly engulfed by the dazzling flames.

"Aha, these two guests invited by 'Madam' are so enthusiastic." The mutated myconid came out of the billowing smoke.

"I'm going!"

Seeing the unharmed enemy, Brian was so surprised that he couldn't help blurting out.

Obviously, even he did not expect that the opponent's fire resistance was so high, which forced him to re-examine the enemy in front of him.

At this moment, the mutated myconid looked like a pile of fried mushrooms after being hit by the fireball, but it still could not hide the excited expression and words of the 'Dark Cuisine':

"Since the guests of 'Madam' are so enthusiastic, then as the hosts, we must also give them a grand welcome ceremony!"

"Come on, let us use the most solemn ceremony to welcome the two guests!"

The mutated myconid raised its burnt hands, and a large cloud of spores spurted out from its split mouth.

In an instant, all the mushroom guards in the entire garden, as well as the screaming spore slaves, took action at the same time.
Chapter completed!