A series of roars with a slimy feel, together with the stench of rotting mold, attacked from all directions at the same time.

Brian stared at the densest group of spore slaves, and the flames danced, swayed, and crackled in his hands, like flowers moving in the dark.

——"Third-ring spell: Fireball!"

——"Metamagic Specialty: Spell Power!"

——"Arcane Explosion!"

A fireball as big as an ogre's head exploded inside five swamp bear slaves and six drow slaves, and countless scorching flames flew everywhere.

Looking at the experience gauge that was constantly beating like a code, Brian nodded with satisfaction and quickly prepared another spell.

Although the fireball has no effect on the myconid leader of the Master Association, it does not mean that it will not be effective on these ordinary spore slaves, nor will it prevent him from cleaning up the mobs.

On the contrary, what these slaves, whose whole bodies are covered with various molds, fear most is the blazing flames in front of them.

The scorching flames forced Hesiah on the other side to cover her face with one of her free palms to resist the incoming air waves.

Because of the explosion caused by the fireball, even the two Dreadclaw minions near her were involved in it.

It only takes a moment.

The fireballs released by Brian made burning and crackling sounds, and there was nothing else in Hesiah's field of vision except the fire that was still burning.

Smelling the disgusting stench in the air, as well as the stench of burning flesh and mold, she immediately forced herself to turn her attention to the mutated myconid.

The corrupt leader of the society stood in the distance and saw that the spore slaves he summoned were wiped out so quickly.

No expressions could be seen on its rotten face. It still stood in place, constantly giggling as if it were mocking, and dancing an unknown and weird dance.

In a daze, she actually felt that her consciousness was beginning to blur.

Hesiah shuddered suddenly and immediately looked away.

The moment a blood-red light appeared in the mutant myconid's eyes, Brian sensed something was wrong. His expression changed, and he quickly pulled Hesiah away from the corpses around him without caring about the reminder.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Several relatively complete bodies of the swamp bearmen exploded without warning, splattering disgusting clouds of gore, viscera, and acid.

"This... is too disgusting."

Hesiah, who was lucky enough to escape, suppressed the churning in his stomach and muttered to himself luckily.

If you observe carefully, you can find that her beautiful face is blackened by the smoke produced by the fireballs released by Brian, and only white marks can be seen where the sweat has fallen.

She took a deep breath to calm herself down, controlled her voice, and said to Brian, "That mutant mycoid...how should we deal with it."

Although she had just gone through a horrific and nauseating battle, she quickly regained her composure.

She looked at Brian seriously, waiting for the next words, hoping that the knowledge he learned from the book could help them overcome the difficulties at hand.

"Since fire has no effect on it, let's try lightning spells."

Brian looked at the crazy mutant mushroom man in front of him, and began to mutter to himself, as if he was preparing some horrific ritual.

He knew that if they didn't kill the other party as soon as possible, it would be impossible for them to pass through this place and successfully go to the place where the Fungus Queen held her wedding.

——"Corrosion Spores!"

——"Infection Spores!"

——"Psychedelic spores!"

During the brief exchange between the two, the mutated myconid spewed out a large cloud of colorful spores one after another, sweeping toward them like sand carried by a strong wind.

Knowing the characteristics of the myconids, Brian was always on guard against their best attack methods.

——"Second-level spell: wind creation!"

Almost at the moment when the mutated myconid spewed out the spore cloud, his spell was also ready in a blink of an eye.

The howling wind carried the solid spore cloud and the ashes burned by the flames on the ground, and swept towards each other.

——"Thunder explosion!"

Not to be outdone, Hesiah held up the rune sword in her right hand, the blade glowing with mithril, and in the humming tremor, dark purple lightning runes were outlined.

"Boom!"

Along with the roar of thunder, a bolt of lightning tore through the darkness. Under the guidance of the Hesiah Rune Sword, it fell like a waterfall of noise, crashing onto the head of the mutated myconid.

The mutated myconid that was spitting out spore clouds suddenly had crackling arcs of electricity all over its body. Along with bursts of explosions, its festering body became charred as it convulsed and trembled.

"Damn it! You enemies who dare to desecrate the 'Madam' wedding must pay the price."

The mutant mushroom man with billowing smoke had no idea what pain was. Seeing that its attacks were useless, it screamed angrily: "Welcome the wrath of the Great Sower!"

A strange energy surged on the ground, and several corpses not far from the mutant myconids quickly shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The body of the mutated myconid that was scorched by electricity also grew densely packed with molds and tiny mushrooms in the blink of an eye, regaining new vitality.

"It's the dirt-absorbing ability of the abyssal mold. As long as there are corpses nearby, it can continuously recover from injuries." Brian was surprised when he saw the mutated myconid that had recovered as before. "I didn't expect this guy to have two brushes.

It seems that a quick resolution is needed."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt the ground beneath his feet moving.

Immediately afterwards, many thick, sharp root tendrils broke out from the ground, and in the strange dance of the mutant myconids, they twisted crazily towards the two people.

At the same time, many slimy roars and heavy footsteps came from the deep darkness.

A large group of spore slaves and corrupted myconid guards composed of various races, following the loud shouts of the mutant myconid, all emerged from the darkness and rushed towards Brian and Hesiah together.

"Look there!"

Hesiah's expression changed, and while slashing the root tendrils attacking the two of them with her sword, she reminded Brian.

Wherever she looked, there was a group of mushroom men who looked like Zekemu fungi. Like the activated tree men on the surface, they took heavy steps and charged towards the two of them menacingly.

"Already noticed."

Brian's expression became solemn. He took out a handful of dust and a few drops of water, and said to the sword mage quickly, "You don't have to worry about these monsters. You just need to cover me to cast spells."

The battle at this time has entered a very serious moment, and the mutant myconids are controlling the root tendrils from a distance, trying to trap them.

On both sides, there were a large number of spore slaves and activated Zekemu mushroom men, rushing over at a visible speed, preparing to surround them.

Hesiah stood in front of Brian, her rune sword shining with mithril, dancing out sword shadows one after another, accurately and quickly cutting off all the twisting root tentacles like snakes.

Brian held his breath and concentrated, and after clearing the interference on the battlefield as quickly as possible, he began to cast spells calmly.

——"Three-ring spell: Ice Storm!"

As his fingers danced lightly in front of him, strong magical hail fell from the sky, carrying the biting cold rain and snow and the howling wind like sharp knives, covering all the spore slaves within a diameter of thirty meters.

Suddenly, a large, deep roar sounded one after another.

A few direclaws and swamp bear slaves that had not been completely killed in the blizzard were also crawling forward like turtles under the condensation of frost.

Brian took a deep breath to calm down the brief confusion after casting the spell, and immediately took out a small handful of white phosphorus and sprinkled it on the approaching group of Zekemu Mushroom Men.

——"Fourth Ring Spell: Fire Wall!"

The moment he uttered the last syllable of the spell, a curtain of purple flames jumped out.

The wall of fire exudes scorching heat, blocking the path of the mushroom man, and continuously sprays out waves of hot fire, which quickly spreads to the dry mushroom stems and caps of the mushroom man.

The threat of flames instantly caused panic and commotion among the mushroom crowd, hindering their progress.

"Use "Flame Kill" to deal with the mutant myconids." Brian, who was guiding the wall of fire, told Hesiah, "You don't have to worry about this."

After saying that, with a thought, the gilded hilt of the 'Dawn Messenger' appeared out of thin air in his hand, and at the same time a bright light blade flashed out, cutting off the wildly twisting roots in front of him one by one.

"Flame Kill" is a supernatural ability that the sword mage can only use once per day.

Although the myconids have high fire resistance, the flames of "Flame Kill" are elemental fires from the Fey Wilds. While burning their flesh and blood, they will also burn their souls.

For this mutated mushroom man, you will definitely receive unexpected miraculous effects.

Originally, he planned to let Hesiah keep this move until the end to deal with the twelve fungus bridesmaids and six fungus stewards of the fungus queen.

But seeing how troublesome this mutant myconid was, he immediately changed his attention.

After hearing Brian's instructions, Hesiah put away her sword without any hesitation.

After all, the moves and spells she has mastered have already been clearly understood by Brian through various methods such as guessing and inference.

During their travels together, she had already understood the importance of obeying orders and following orders in battle.

Naturally, she carried out Brian's instructions without hesitation.

So, she calmed down, and under the cover of Brian, she quickly chanted a spell to transmit the spell, and in the blink of an eye, she stepped on the six-pointed star array and appeared behind the mutant myconid.

——"Burning flames to kill!"

Her silver-grey eyes were slightly condensed, and a golden flame flashed through her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the rune sword blade she brushed quickly with her left hand suddenly burst out with flames, and the scorching heat caused the surrounding void to slightly distort.

The mutated myconid instantly noticed something strange behind him.

The moment it turned around, it was greeted by a rune sword that sprayed thin flames.
To be continued...