Twenty-third Sula Cancer Beast
Grand Druid Camilla stands on the balcony of the magnificent palace with onion-shaped vaults in Moria's world, looking down on her latest creation in the warm sun.
It was an indescribable, pulsating mass of flesh and blood. It has no head or tail, no hands, feet and limbs, and exudes a strong urge that makes people sick to the stomach all over its body.
The giant frantically sucked nutrients from the surrounding vegetation, its size was nearly half the size of the castle, but without the support of bones, it was quickly crushed by its own weight, splitting into several smaller flesh and blood. But instead of dying, these flesh and blood things that had split continued to frantically draw nutrients from all around, and the exotic flowers and plants that were crushed died and withered until they were wrapped in flesh and blood. The newborn flesh and blood slowly grew in size again at a rate visible to the human eye.
The site that houses these flesh and blood is the garden attached to the castle, like many other natural beauties in the world of Moria. It is teeming with colorful floral vegetation and tall woody life like giant trees, and the garden resembles a colorful ocean during the planet's warm season, when all the flowers are in full bloom. Whenever the warm breeze blows, countless hyacinths and pollen fly, dyeing the wind purple like a dream.
Now, these once-bright flowers have died, turning into nutrients to be absorbed by these flesh and blood. In the sea of flowers, a large area of withered yellow was produced around the flesh and blood, and then spread rapidly to all sides, like a drop of dye dripping into clear water...... For Camilla and the other Starch Spencer druids, it was a palpitating beauty, a symbol of nature's vitality and prosperity as new and stronger beings replaced the primitive and fragile ones.
The Cancer Beast - The Starch Spencer Druids called it that, as simple as it were, couldn't have been more aptly named.
Cancer beasts have no nerves, no brains, no muscles, nothing, just infinitely proliferating cancer cells. From this point of view, the cancer beast is not actually an animal in the ordinary sense, but a giant cancer tumor. It can barely be killed, although it can be cut, pierced, incinerated, frozen. But even the tiniest fragment survives, and the cancer beast can be reborn and continue to multiply like crazy...... Hundreds of Starch Spencer Druids racked their brains to maximize the potential of Druid Divine Magic and Lifechain Alteration techniques to create this incredible ultimate creature.
The cancer beast cannot attack, and it has no special abilities, and its only ability is to constantly absorb nutrients from its surroundings to multiply. But in the eyes of Grand Druid Camilla, it was more important than the combination of the raging beasts and the powerful creatures. Because the cancer beast defeated the most powerful enemy of man as a species - famine.
It can survive in any environment - as long as there is organic matter there, it can use all kinds of nutrients, it can withstand any component of air, and it can endure the range of gravity that can crush the bones of a living person from almost imperceptible. Plusβby the standards of the Starch Spencer Paidruidβit's edible, making it the perfect source of animal-based protein.
It was also extremely expensive to make, and many of the illustrious Great Druids spent years testing the base for all kinds of plagues and poisons to induce all kinds of cancer. Then we took a lifeline from it that might be useful, and then stitched it together to form the first piece of code for this thing.
It's a long process. Twists and turns, not to mention the fact that it nearly destroyed Parvati, the goddess of healing, an important research resource.
During the conquest of the world of Mystara, Parvati, the local aboriginal god of life and healing, was defeated and captured alive by the Witch King Malik and the Witch King Dragos. Malik had an indecent way of making money from the defeated and imprisoned goddess, while Dragos advocated killing her, mummifying her into a god, and throwing her into the front lines of the Great Holy War.
The two argued, and in the end they had to be mediated by Grand Druid Camilla. As a result of the compromise, Camilla took ownership of the goddess. She imprisoned the latter in a newly conquered frontier world, Moria, and implanted all sorts of newly created plagues and diseases into the body of the healing god. Of course, she was spared from these indescribable poisons and lesions, but it took a great deal of energy and will. By observing this process, the Starch Spencer Druids could gain important knowledge about pathology and plague. This made Parvati one of the most important research resources for the Druids of the Starch Spencer School, and the world of Moria became a fortress planet for the Druids.
Many of the natives of the world of Mystara are overwhelmed with unrealistic fantasies, trying to storm the heavily guarded fortress of the Starch Spencer Druids and rescue the goddess. These people undoubtedly became research material for the druids.
The sound of hurried footsteps came from behind the Grand Druid Camilla, and she didn't have to look back to recognize the identity of the person who had arrived.
"Let me guess. Camila looked back gracefully, her gestures filled with an indescribable sense of coordination. The Conquest not only brought countless samples of species to the Starch Spencer Pai druids, but also took their own modifications to the next level. "The mission to capture the Brain Hunter has failed again. β
The Witch King Malik stopped ten feet away from the Grand Druid, took out a handkerchief soaked in precious perfume, wiped his forehead, and nodded. "Your enemies have the good fortune to keep their brains alive for a little longer...... Although they still have to deal with hundreds of thousands of terrifying monsters and deadly plagues bred in the pool of Starch Spencer Druids. β
Camila didn't leave the balcony, just shrugged her shoulders briefly. "You call them monsters, that's not accurate. From the perspective of survival of the fittest, they are more resilient and more adaptable to nature. That is, they are the more normal, and the other species are monsters. β
"Talking to the Starch Spencer druids always gives me wonderful intellectual inspiration. The Witch King Malik said solemnly, his double chin fluttering with his words. "But I'm not here to report to you a hunting failure, Master Camilla. He's back. This has been confirmed from several different sources. β
Camila didn't respond immediately. She looked at the cancer beasts outside the castle, and the broken offspring had grown to a huge size, almost as big as their mothers. Prosperity and prosperity, druid thought.
"That's to be expected, isn't it. "The Great Druid was almost talking to himself. "We have known for a long time that sooner or later Muhadi will return, as the prophecy says. β
"A prophecy concocted by the psychic sorcerers of Atki hundreds of years ago to one day create a false leader who will take away the mages from Atas...... You don't believe in those prophecies as much as I do. The Witch King shook his head. β...... A tool used to fool foolish women and fools. β
"It's true that the ancient psychic magicians used depth suggestion and other psionic techniques to make prophecy known," Camilla agreed. "But who says they themselves are not the instruments of the first cause?"
"It sounds as if you've become a devout believer, a strange combination of a Starch Spencer Druid and a believer. The Witch King sighed and shook his head. "Maybe I should retire for a while, and give you some time to pray?"
"Each of us has a role to play, Malik. Don't forget that you yourself are nominally a holy warrior under the command of the only true god. Camila said. "So put aside your sarcasm and let's talk about how to deal with Muhadi. β
"Muhadi Rajat," the Witch King corrected. "There will be a price to be paid for despising him, as many witch kings have learned bitterly. But we have no way out, there will be a war. β
"There will be a war, that's right. Camila said. "At the end of the Purification War, if the Primordial Warlock was defeated and sealed, then he can be defeated and sealed again. β
β...... All the witch kings joined forces, and used the power of the black soul stone, only to barely seal the old guy. Malik said. "Dragos can make a dead Lich King into a dragon lich, but that's not as good as the original. Lalalip the Arakora Flogger, Darschino, the Goblin Death, and Kalidemar, the Tali nemesis, are all in harmony with us. As for the tenth fighter, the lizardmen, the executioner of Oronis...... He couldn't count on it, and rumors said that he had gone crazy and wanted to transform himself into a transcendent. β
"Plus me and the biological weapons of the Starch Spencer Druid...... Camilla continued, holding up a finger.
"Still not enough......" Malik shook his head. "The old thing may not have a normal memory, but I'm sure he's going to explode in a life-or-death moment. β
"Plus Danjar, Muhadi's crystal servant. The Grand Druid suggested again, holding up a second finger.
"He can come in handy, but it's a pity that his performance is not stable, after all, he is only a fragment of the soul, not complete. The Witch King shook his head. "We're still underwhelmed, and we really can't find help. β
Grand Druid Camilla clasped the sidebar of the balcony with her left hand and turned to approach the Witch King. "Did you know that in the green age, when Atas was still in the ocean, there lived a species called the megalodon?"
"You just tell me I don't know, and then?" replied the Witch King, Malik, taking a half-step back.
"The mouth structure of the megalodon is very unique, and it only has canine teeth and no molars. It relies on small sea creatures called scavenger fish to clean its mouth to avoid infection. Camila continued. "The scavenger fish, on the other hand, lives on the residue of the megalodon's mouth, a harmonious symbiotic relationship. β
"I don't see how this amazing paleontological knowledge has anything to do with the problems we face now. β
"The megalodon has no natural predators in the ocean, but eventually it goes extinct. The reason is a plague spread by scavenger fish. The Great Druid said. Now you can see the moral of the story. β
"It's definitely a warning to us to pay attention to oral hygiene,......" Malik shrugged. "I'm not a three-year-old, and you want to say we can start with the people around Muhadi? When necessary, the old man will not show any mercy when he moves, he is this kind of person. β
"I'm not talking about the pointy-eared humanoids," the Grand Druid interrupted the Witch King, holding up a third finger. "I'm talking about the Coral Witch. β
"Sadiri?" Malik finally got interested. "How could she, the Coral Witch, join forces with us?"
"She's teamed up with the Witch Kings once, hasn't she? The Great Druid said. "She can be our greatest help against the Primordial Warlocks. β
"Interesting suggestion, are you sure that Sadiri will be with us against Muhadi?" said the Witch King, tilting his head.
"The essence of these two people is conflicting, and Coral Witch is an idealist who believes that all men are created equal. In her bones, she advocated egalitarianism and hoped to establish a rational and free golden age of humanity. No one is discriminated against on the basis of gender, race, origin, or creed. Camila said half-sarcastically. Leaving aside Muhadi's own wishes, the first reason is that the conflict between the Church and this idea is inevitable. β
"Even if you are as naΓ―ve as a coral witch, you understand the gap between ideals and reality. The Witch King was still skeptical. "Even if the clash of ideas eventually leads to their turning against each other, I am afraid it will not be a matter of decades. β
"But it's not hard for us to speed up the process. Camila said. "At the very least, it prevents those two from joining forces β which is the worst-case scenario. β
"Even if what you say comes true...... What about the Black Soul Stone? It is now enshrined in the First Indat of Athas, protected by countless psionics, fanatics, and pilgrims from across the multiverse. Without it, we still can't seal the primordial warlock. Malik noted.
"Don't worry, we have a strong potential ally in Attas. Camila said confidently. "No one knows they exist except me...... We'll set a trap in Atas and capture the Black Soul Stone, which will be a breeze. β
"It's a bit exciting. β
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Muhadi chose to leave immediately, politely declining Ellen's invitation. The Witch King Draegos did not take a hostile attitude, perhaps because he was not sure what he was doing, or because the Witch King had run back to bring the rescuers. In either case, there's no benefit in staying in the world.
"If you insist on leaving, then do whatever you want. Carley Jean said to the Psychic Warlock. "But since you need a captain to help you steer the magic ship, then I can help you. β
"You killed my last captain, so it's not a help, it's just a remedy. Muhati raised an eyebrow and said.
"Trust me, it's definitely a favor. And the new captain's skills are just as good as the old ones, or they are exactly the same - I've made that Simon Havarian an an undead, and you'll find that he's much easier to use. The female mage and psychic warlock said. "Also, we know that you were assassinated by the Face Dancer Assassin not long ago. There is one of our sisters who can help you. β
"I might think about it. Muhati nodded absently.
"Her name is Hedicher, and you can find her in Tyre. β