It's a dark, deep mushroom jungle.

The tall mushrooms hold up a huge umbrella cover, blocking the dark and gloomy mist sky, and making the light in the forest darker and darker.

The shimmering mushrooms and shimmering mosses that dot the jungle glow with colorful fluorescent spores, and the fluorescent spores that flutter all over the sky make this mushroom jungle full of weirdness and evil smell that can only be found in fairy tales.

Looking into the distance through this lush mushroom jungle, you can see some exotic spore plants growing in the large open valley. The rhizomes of these plants are stout, and the fruit on them is so large that it is not proportional to their petite size.

Because the fruit on the head stem is so large, almost a meter in diameter, the stalks are bent. And in the spore field, the spore people who are no more than a meter tall are busy diligently.

From time to time, they turn over the soil, water some green juice, and take care of each plant with huge fruits, as patiently and meticulously as they take care of their own children.

Every time a fruit ripens, the huge mass of fruit cracks open, and a dense and viscous juice flows out of it. And along with the fruit juice, there was a strange fetus with closed eyes and squeaky wow wow. At this time, the spore people who are responsible for taking care of the spore forest will flock in.

They carefully wrap the fetus and send it back to the village to be raised. And with the arrival of the maturity period of the spore forest, one after another the birth of the devil spore babies, it also made them the nursery very busy, and there was no time to rest at all.

On the periphery of the spore forest, tall fungal giants can be seen patrolling the forest. An even smaller spore figure could be seen on the shoulders of each fungal giant, and the spore man's hands and feet were inserted into the fungal giant's body as if they had melted, as if they had become one with it.

It is precisely because of this strange ability that the Demon Spore Clan has been able to occupy a place in the swamp of the wetland where monsters are infested with their weak body and strength, and slowly infect the territory in the form of spore implantation.

The Demon Spore Clan is not monolithic, but is divided into two classes: nobles and commoners.

The so-called magic spores actually refer to the aristocratic class, which generally possess all kinds of strange magical abilities, and infect swamp creatures can also give them some magical abilities. Ordinary civilians do not have this ability, so they are generally engaged in the hard and tiring work of nursery workers, planters, and peripheral sentinels.

Amelia waited anxiously in the mushroom jungle until a sneaky, thin figure appeared in front of her.

"Uncle Naru, what's going on in the Holy Land?" Emelia asked urgently when she saw the other party appear.

"Faensen is gone...... I heard that something was wrong with the ogre camp, so it hurried to deal with it!At present, Theo is the only one in the Holy Land, but there is also an army of giants with it, and it is very difficult for you to sneak in!" The person known as Naru is an old-looking male spore man, looking at its appearance, it seems that it is close to the end of its life, and even the effort to say a few words is not stopping to breathe.

"What about the secret passage, does the secret passage that my father secretly dug still exist?"

"The secret passage is still there...... However, the last time you escaped with the help of the secret passage has aroused the suspicion of Farnsson, who has been searching for it. For this reason, it has also placed numerous traps and traps in the Holy Land, many of which I can't even detect......"

"Uncle Naru, thank you for your hard work. You've always been the most loyal to our family, and you've grown up watching me. If...... If things go well this time, you can get out of here with me!"

"Princess, are you already planning to give up the ancestral business of the Demon Spore Clan?"

Amelia sighed faintly.

"Naru, you have never stepped out of this swamp, and you have no idea how vast and vast this world is. I am a wizard now, and the wizarding world is a civilization that is more glorious than the spirit realm. The so-called 'business' that our Demon Spore clan has been running for hundreds of years seems to me to be a ridiculous farce. Leaving this closed and old-fashioned world, our Demon Spore clan will definitely grow better and faster......"

"By the way, Uncle Naru, I asked you to secretly win over some old people who are willing to follow me, I don't know how you are doing?"

"Your Highness Princess, you have been away for too long...... Many of the old people have passed away one after another. And for the sake of insurance, I didn't dare to try it indiscriminately, so I only recruited seven of the most trustworthy guys!"

Hearing Naru's answer, Emelia's eyes lit up.

"That's enough, that's enough! According to the plan, I will sneak into the Holy Land to retrieve what belonged to my father. Prepare more seeds with the people you have brought together, and take all kinds of seeds with you...... Remember, when you see the Holy Land on fire, bring your people back here. At that time, I will bring you all back to that new world......"

After another brief instruction, Emelia sent Naru away.

Looking up at the dim sky, sensing the message from the head of the family from afar, Amelia put on her hood again and quietly slipped away to the holy place in the distance.

The sacred place of the Demon Spore is located in a large, winding cavern.

If you enter from the front, you will almost have a post in three steps and a sentry in five steps, and you will encounter countless guards and sentries along the way. Therefore, even with the magical power of Moat, the wise man of the swamp, he could not extend his perception and eyeliner here.

Naturally, it is impossible to know what the Demon Spore Clan is doing behind the scenes!

But the builder of this holy place was not actually Faensen, but Emelia's former father, the last patriarch of the Demon Spore Clan. Therefore, Faensen, who had plotted to usurp the throne and power, naturally did not know that in the heavily guarded Demon Spore Holy Land, there was a hidden passage leading directly to the outside world.

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The fighting on the battlefield is still fierce and very ......

Lost from his warhammer, Golfes was like a hulking bear, exhausted and chasing after the tall flame giant, but unable to get close to him.

Grim's fire sorcery has brought unimaginable disaster to Golfes and the entire ogre camp!

Obviously, the ogre side occupies the advantage in numbers and geography, but on the battlefield, it is the situation where Grim alone beats the entire Anglosh ogre.

And just as Grim was madly dominating the battlefield, the first reinforcements arrived in a hurry.

It was none other than Moart, the wise man of the swamp, and Lorens, the prophet of water, who had traveled all the way by means of water mist teleportation.

Although they didn't bring any reinforcements, just by virtue of their Tier 4 status, they instantly crushed the battle situation.

In desperation, Golfes fled into the camp with his head in his hands, never daring to fight again, allowing the flame giant incarnated by Grim to harvest the lives of his people in a frenzy.

With a wave of his hand, Grim swarmed out of the fire creatures and rushed into the camp after the fleeing ogre. For a while, fires were lit everywhere, and there were shouts of fighting everywhere.

Seeing that the ogres were no longer able to fight back, the water prophet Lawrence slowly stepped into the battlefield and confronted Grim from afar.

"The Anglosh ogres have lost the courage to fight, outsiders, you can stop!" Lorens said indifferently, no expression could be seen on his face composed of pure light blue water elements: "The battle below will be taken over by us, you must stop killing immediately!"

Huh? This water element is not on its own side?

Grim was so troubled by the hostility of the other party that King Kong couldn't help but look at Moat suspiciously.

Moat smiled wryly, pulled out a small braided silk pouch from his bosom, and threw it to Grim.

"This is the reward you deserved for your previous mission. As for the battle here, you better slow it down for a moment! Our target today is that Farnson, and this Golfes...... It's better to try to surrender as much as possible!"

"Surrender?" Grim smiled coldly: "That ogre chief hasn't been caught yet, you just want to recruit it?, if you don't take the opportunity to destroy the entire ogre camp in one go, I'm afraid it will be too late to do this after the other party's reinforcements arrive......

"Human wizard, pay attention to your identity...... " The water prophet Lorens didn't have any good feelings for Grim as soon as they met: "How to deal with this ogre chief is a matter within our wetland swamp, and it's not your turn to be an outsider here!"

Hearing Lorens's answer, Grim's flaming face froze, his eyes stared coldly at the Water Prophet, and finally nodded, "Okay...... Since this is an internal affair in your wetland swamp, I should take a break. ”

With that, Grim stretched out his hand, and the wand flew from the side of the Flame Gate.

Without the power of the wand's flames, the Gate of Flame collapsed inward with a loud rumbling sound, and finally collapsed into a sea of overflowing fire. And those flame creatures that were still fighting on the battlefield quickly dissipated one by one, and soon disappeared without a trace.

For a while, only the twelve swamp giants were left on the battlefield who were still chasing and killing the fleeing ogres, and the rest of the territory was inexplicably deserted.

Hum......

As for Grim's performance, the water prophet Lawrence didn't care.

It stood in the midst of a tumbling and boiling pond, and with a quick chant of incantations, the water figures on the surface of the water quickly bulged, and a huge army of water elementals was summoned in an instant.

Most of these water elementals are only level 1 or 2, but they are surprisingly numerous.

They moved quickly across the water, quickly filling the void in the power of the fire creatures after they had disappeared, once again forming an overwhelming numerical advantage over the ogres.