Our family is in decline

Different from other mushroom people, this leader looks like a human. He wears a black shabby long dress and covers his whole head with linen. But when he opens his mouth, it turns out that it looks deep in broad daylight. Black, no face visible at all.

He can be over 1.8 meters tall, but his body is thin, and his exposed arms are like dead branches. There is no muscle texture at all, only a layer of dry wrinkled old skin with mushrooms of different sizes on it.

However, this is still within the scope of monsters. The biggest difference is that this monster wears a white bone mask of an unknown alien beast on its head, and its two curved horns stand toward the sky, making it look taller and more threatening.

In its hand is a weird grass doll, and in the other hand is a unique flame-shaped dagger.

This familiar shape reminded Lance of an elite monster in the game called the Evil Woman in the Forest.

"Fuck it!"

Lance just hurriedly swept it away, not caring what it was, just finished it, and struck it with a sword.

They showed no martial ethics and sneaked up on Hamlet while he was away, almost destroying his hard work, so don't blame him.

Maybe the team really put pressure on the evil woman in the forest. When the team approached, the thing opened its mouth and sprayed out a strong yellow-green breath from between the linen cloth and the mask.

It was smoked yellow that was visible to the naked eye, and you knew it was definitely not a good thing without having to guess.

"Be careful! It's poisonous!" Lance, who originally rushed forward, didn't dare to step forward rashly. He couldn't save himself from being poisoned, so he had to retreat.

Disma waved the torch in his hand to disperse, but found that it was useless.

"Get back quickly! These are not spores, this is the poisonous breath formed by miasma." Lance couldn't help but add when he saw this.

At this time, the mushrooms on the back of the evil woman in the forest sprayed out spores like they were breathing, and all the surrounding fungal parasites came over consciously.

Only then did Leonard understand how it controlled those monsters.

"Oops, we can't delay it, we must kill it as soon as possible." Lance raised his hand and slashed the monster apart with his sword, and the next one rushed over without waiting for him to react.

He was a little embarrassed, not to mention several others who also suffered severe shocks.

In particular, Disma did not have any heavy weapons, and the dagger in his hand only cut through the fibrous body, without damaging his vital parts at all. He could only wave the torch in his hand to drive him away.

There are thousands of monsters around, so just because they can get in doesn't mean they can withstand such an intense siege.

Not to mention that the evil woman in the forest would not let a few of them slaughter the fungal parasites.

It was seen raising the straw doll in its hand, and an unsettling aura emitted. The target of this invisible force was obviously Lance, the most powerful person in the team.

The spiritual fluctuations in the air couldn't help but draw Lance's attention. He was distracted and saw the monster inserting the dagger into the grass doll.

At this moment, an inexplicable power came, and under that strange curse, Lance actually...

Can't feel anything~

I didn't even feel like I was bitten by a mosquito.

Lance knew it must be some vicious curse, but using these soul-attacking abilities on him was totally hilarious.

"I'm going up, please protect each other."

But it was obviously impossible for Lance to let a "mage" hide behind and cast spells sinisterly, and then rush towards it again.

The evil woman in the forest was still a little confused as to why her curse was ineffective. Even if she couldn't tell from her expression, it could be seen from the action of repeatedly inserting the dagger that she was in a hurry.

Lance could feel the curse on his body, but it still had no effect in front of [Asylum]. On the contrary, he was getting closer.

Total Annihilation!

The giant sword swept across, and any fungal parasite that stood taller than the blade would choose to lower its head physically. With a backhand slash, it cut the turret in half, leaving the spores and mucus that had not yet been sprayed out inside the mushroom. .

He raised his foot and kicked the neck of a mad dog that was trying to bite someone, and at the same time cleared the last obstacle.

Lance had a ferocious look on his face, and with all his strength, the next sword was about to fall on the evil woman.

But at this moment, the dagger in the hand of the evil woman in the forest was inserted into the straw doll again. This time, Lance did not feel the problem, but a scream came from behind.

"ah!"

Patton, who was slashing his saber to kill the enemy, suddenly felt his body stiffen. His brain seemed to be unable to control his body, and his consciousness was separated.

In the blur, his vision turned into the doll in the monster's hand, and in his eyes was the enlarging dagger.

That feeling passed in an instant, and before he could react, he felt a heart-piercing pain in his abdomen, as if a knife had been inserted into it, and he couldn't help but cry out in pain.

It was obvious that the evil woman in the forest was inserting the doll in her hand, but Barton, who was far away, really felt the hurt.

And the power attached to the weird curse was more than that. Apart from the severe pain, Barton felt that his body had become weak and weak, and he didn't even know where to swing his sword.

Fortunately, he was surrounded by experienced companions. Barristan knocked the enemy away with a shield attack and protected them behind him.

And Disma couldn't care less. The bullets originally left for the leader in his hand could only be fired at a charging monster.

The moment Lance hesitated, a mushroom-headed man staggered over and stood in front of the evil woman. The giant sword cut her in half neatly, but it had no back force.

Lance didn't care about anything else and raised his hand to give Barton [Blessing] to refresh his status, which allowed him to recover from the negative effects.

Lance saw more and more monsters surrounding him and knew that he could not delay any longer. The enemy's support was continuous, but the spiritual energy in his body was being used up little by little, not to mention that the previous consumption had not been replenished.

But at this moment, the evil woman in the forest used the corpse of the dead monster in front of her as a material to cast a strange spell.

It was visible to the naked eye that the already thin body seemed to be sucked by something. The next second, a mushroom emerged from the body, and then grew rapidly, reaching half a person's height in just one breath.

But the corpse as a nutrient has completely turned into a mummy. Not to mention fibrosis, the last nutrients have been drained away and only dry bones are left.

The huge mushroom cap is honeycomb-shaped like the fungus red mushroom, but it has thick rods and is dark orange. It looks like a combination of two fungi among those parasites.

This thing seemed to be alive, spitting out unprecedented orange spore dust as soon as it appeared.

The strange thing is that the spores showed a distorted scene when they came into contact with the corpses on the ground. The fibrous bodies of those corpses could not bear it and were dissolving rapidly, seemingly accelerating the decomposition of flesh and blood.

They can't even withstand their own monsters. Isn't it free for humans like us to go up there?

"withdraw!"

Is this a slap in the face? Lance immediately retreated upon seeing this.

The funny thing is that they were not the only ones running away, even the fungal parasites that had just surged in were unwilling to get close and ran away as if they were avoiding a fire.

The evil woman in the forest has no intention of stopping. The fighting just now left a lot of corpses here, and more and more big mushrooms were summoned.

The scary thing is that as soon as the mushroom comes out, it will spit out spores, and the spread range can be seen by the naked eye to spread instantly.

Lance noticed this and hurriedly offered sacrifices to collect the corpses. After running a hundred meters away, he looked back and saw the terrifying orange mist covering the entire venue.

At this time, I'm afraid there won't be a single living thing inside except for the evil woman in the forest.

"Oh~ what on earth is this?"

"The corruption is spreading..."

"We have to stop it from spreading or it will become a dead zone."

Lance frowned as he looked at the thickening fog in front of him, knowing that the attack on the leader had failed... but there was still a chance.

"Give me the torch, and all of you, step aside."

Lance took the torch from Disma and asked them before others asked:

"Do you know what art is?"

Several people didn't know why, but they saw Lance laughing wildly, holding up the torch and throwing it towards the spore cloud, shouting:

“Art is an explosion!”

As soon as he finished speaking, the torch made an arc and landed on the spore mass, which instantly exploded violently.

Fire shot into the sky, and the next second the explosion, which was hundreds of times stronger than the artillery, made everyone's ears ring. It was also accompanied by a powerful shock wave carrying a rolling heat wave, and even Barristan's footsteps could not help but waver.

When Lance learned that spores could be ignited and it produced so many spores, he had already decided to give these monsters a little scientific shock.

The flames and high temperature under the dust explosion killed all living things. There was no living thing that could stand up for hundreds of meters from the center of the explosion. Those huge fungi were either blown up or burned in the explosion just now. Bad, or simply overcooked and lost activity.

To a certain extent, hitting Lance slowly may not solve him so quickly, but it will help speed up his own death.

Perhaps they possess some extraordinary power, but they still cannot escape the purification of the flames.

Several other people also recovered from the shock. They did not understand the principle of the scene just now, and only regarded it as the power of the lord.

I couldn't help but admire how powerful the lord was, even this situation could be easily solved.

Lance was still afraid that the monster was not dead, but when he got closer, he found that the flames still burned the body like a mummy.

This explosion did not occur in a confined space, and the power was still attenuated, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible to leave a whole body.

He raised his sword and flipped the bone mask over, revealing a strange scene underneath.

This guy actually has no head, or no head in the human sense. Instead, it is a large mass of indescribable aberrations. It looks like a rag bag-like tumor sac, with a crack growing out of it and the bird's head sticking out. Sharp beak.

Everything seems to have been pieced together and then forcibly integrated.

This kind of curious thing made several other people feel sick and stressed.

Raising his hand to sacrifice the monster, these poor ghosts didn't have anything good at all, but the abundant spirituality they contained still gave him a great supplement.

On the contrary, the grass doll on the ground was a bit special, and it actually survived the explosion.

The explosion completely eliminated the spores in the air, which also caused the fungal parasites to fall out of control. At this time, they completely followed their instincts, and some began to go shopping, while those closer began to attack them.

"You guys go back and organize soldiers to put out the fire. Leonard will take a few horses over there to bring Boudica and the others back. Just leave the rest of the monsters to me."

Lance assigned the tasks, and the remaining miscellaneous fish just replenished the consumed spirituality. He was used to storing spirituality, but he always felt insecure after consuming it, just like the rat's winter grain storage was taken away.

Then Lance directly opened Wushuang and wielded the giant sword, harvesting the mushrooms like a lawnmower, and then sacrificed with his backhand.

Those out-of-control fungal parasites posed no threat to him at all, and he didn't know how many cuts he made to finally replenish the consumed spirituality. Only at this moment did he feel what a sense of security was.

But there are still many mushrooms wandering around visible to the naked eye, and Lance is like an old farmer, continuing to harvest.

…………

In the spore forest deep in the wilderness, the witch never stops stirring the cauldron. From time to time, she adds some indescribable weird materials to the cauldron. At the same time, the rolling liquid in the cauldron gradually emits a strange smell.

"Wow wow wow!" It seemed that the pot of soup was about to be finished. It could be seen that the guy was in a very good mood and let out a strange laugh.

But then you could feel the weirdness of the witch, and she actually turned around and spoke to a large cocoon made of emerald green thorns.

"The tribe has died, so why do you have to carry it here? As long as you hand over your things, I will let you join us and become one of us."

"Only I can help you survive the disaster. You don't even know the end..."

"Only I can let you see the truth of the world..."

All kinds of strange words came out of her mouth, but no one could understand them at all.

But there was no movement in the big cocoon, just silent.

Seeing no reaction, the witch scooped up the weird soup with a spoon and poured it on top of her backhand.

The moment the two came into contact, they made a "squeaking" sound. Burnt yellow smoke rose, and the green thorns instantly became dry and yellow. A strange force was eroding its vitality, corroding directly on the big cocoon. Leave traces.

But the thorn vines moved, and the withered yellow parts broke off and fell to the ground, while other parts sprouted new shoots in the blink of an eye, filling the corroded gaps in just an instant.

The witch kept pouring more soup on the cocoon, but in the blink of an eye the new thorns returned to their original state.

Seeing this scene inspired her greed even more, and she shouted: "That's mine!"

This confrontation has begun, and naturally it will not end, until a sudden feeling interrupts her movements, and she can't help but turn to look in the direction of Hamlet and roar: "No! My child!"