His heart beat again in fright, and Draenor pushed away the giant mushroom in front of him like a quadruped, and crawled desperately towards the gap where he had fallen.

"That's it!" The Vikings shouted, but Draenor wished he would keep his mouth shut, as the roar had clearly attracted more monsters.

"Catch it!"

Lopud's voice rang out, and Draenor saw a whip glowing with silver light fall in front of him. He had almost forgotten how to walk upright, but he struggled to lift his upper body, and his hands were gripping the silver whip so hard that he didn't care about the pain of the blade piercing his muscles.

"I've got to do this job!" The Vikings grabbed the other end of the whip and pulled it back like a fisherman caught a big fish.

Draenor almost flew into the air, and just as he was about to leave the strange place, one of the monsters quickly pounced, thankfully only tore his trouser leg.

"Knock !!"

Michelle slammed her ass on Lin, but literally pulled Draenor back to Lin. The strong man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and helped Draenor up with a wicked smile.

"Welcome back to civilization, my brother! How are you feeling......"

Upon seeing Draenor's already purple face, Michelle was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground again, his thick arms supporting Lenlano's body, and he turned his head and shouted to the exorcist:

"Hey! How did he do it? It looks like you've eaten fermented dead fish! ”

"Let him lie down!" Lopud ordered, half-kneeling to unfold the suitcase on the ground, he noticed that Langlano had been dyed dark green nostrils, and as if reflexively pulled out a syringe from the box, not aiming at any veins, but directly into Langlano's chest!

"Ahem!! Uh......"

The muscles of his heart contracted repeatedly near the metal needle, and the cold liquid pumped down the veins throughout his body, and then, as if something had opened his airways, he coughed and gasped as soon as it all began, and opened his mouth wide like a bloodhound, coughing up a puddle of blackened, viscous liquid.

"Huh...... Scold...... What the hell is going on...... "He felt that the lobes of his lungs in his chest had become two rag bags, and no matter how much he breathed, he couldn't get rid of the pain, and his head lost the ability to discern the direction of gravity due to lack of oxygen, as if there were countless layers of gauze covering his eyes.

"Calm down and take a deep breath...... yes, that's it......" Lopud put his hand on Draenor's chest until the purring-like sound that came out of his nose was completely gone.

The minty scent spread through his airways, and Draenor struggled to get up with his eyes closed, he didn't even know what was happening to him.

"You inhale their spores, and within a few minutes, they're already growing inside you." Lopud pointed his finger at his chest and said calmly.

"Spores? Is that what came out of those mushrooms? Draenor regained his form and asked him in surprise.

"Yes, a parasite to be exact, they don't belong to this world, they came here with meteorites." Lopud took the thorn to his arm and looked down at the monsters and fungi entrenched directly below the gap, "They are parasites on the Higher-Ones, and for some reason they choose to live on humans, I hope these victims are not residents of Luna Omon." ”

"Let's go, this floor should not stay for long, we need to hurry up and join Jeanne." The exorcist glanced at the monsters and beckoned back to Draenor.

……

Draenor, who had just escaped from hell, was still in shock, greedily breathing in the fresh air he had not seen for a long time, suddenly feeling a little confused by the sudden encounter.

"Didn't you react to this thing?"

"Who? Me? I felt something was wrong as I got close to it, and even though it was only for a few seconds, I held my breath as best I could, not smelling the weird stuff. Michelle shrugged.

This guy really is a survival master for Luna Omon...... Draenor glanced helplessly at the Vikings, and instead turned his gaze to the exorcist Rao.

"Don't worry about me, don't forget that I don't need to breathe." Lopud pointed to the location of his heart, reaffirming the fact that he was alive and dead.

"You could have killed them with one shot, why didn't you do that?" Draenor continued.

"Yes, indeed, but the consequences are severe...... The fungi from the void are already ripe, and they just need to wait until the temperature rises and they will explode completely, spraying more spores into the air, and if I shoot them, it will give them a chance to reproduce, and as long as no more victims fall into the gap, those fungi and parasitic monsters will not continue to multiply. Lopud looked back at the gap where the "click" sound kept coming from it, and led the two of them to speed up the pace towards the stone steps.

It took the three of them less than twenty minutes to get through the first floor, but now that almost an hour had passed, the staircase leading from the second floor to the third floor still had no end in sight. Draenor knew that the spores attached to his respiratory organs had been completely killed by the exorcist potions, but he still felt something pressing on his chest. He kept as quiet as he could, ignoring the footsteps of his two companions, anticipating the sound of Jeanne that could come at any moment in the darkness overhead.

A minute passed, five, ten minutes, until he had reached the last staircase, and without waiting for the familiar voice, he saw a large alloy hatch.

It's a metal that Draenor has never seen before, with an indescribable color, like lilac, but when you look at it for a long time, it gradually turns a deep red, like an octopus that changes color with its surroundings.

Michelle stepped forward without thinking, and was about to push the door open and enter the third floor of the Tower of Babel, but when she stretched out her arm, she was stopped by Lopud.

"Don't touch it." The exorcist warned the strong man in front of him in a serious and slightly mysterious tone, as if he had seen through the door the scene on the other side.

But Delano didn't notice any vision, he subconsciously took out the voyeuristic eye and stuck it in the eye socket, and when he looked up again, all he saw in his right eye was a bottomless darkness.

From this moment on, the cylindrical mirror suddenly trembled violently, as if it had gained life and was frightened by something at the same time, until a crack broke out on the transparent mirror.

"Remember those nightmares that have been haunting you?" Lopud gently pushed Michelle and Draenor behind him with his elbow, walked to the front of the door and asked Draenor.

"It's all too familiar." He replied.

"Whatever you've dreamed about, it's never something that should be in your memory. Rather, it is the imagination of those in power, a harbinger of their imminent recovery. ”

Lopud stretched out his right hand, which was wearing black leather gloves, and gently pushed the door open with the back of his hand. The space of shadow and death appeared, like an enlarged dashboard, and the machinery that flowed with black gelatinous liquid was the cogs that kept it running. The twisted tubes extend from the tall columns of glass to the center of the panel, where they converge into a metal sphere that seems to extend higher through the adjacent three floors.

"If I'm not mistaken, these are the 'umbilical cords' that carry blood to the Moonseed." Pointing to the twisted pipes, Lopud whispered, "This is the sacred place for the clansmen, the place where humans are raised to become beasts, and the source of this nightmare. ”