Rotten Shata United Kingdom, consisting of more than 100 Shata.

After months of studying, Naraku has already mastered the power of decay.

He can now collect various corpses and plants to convert them into food for the Mushroom Clan using the Art of Decay.

But this is only the lowest art of decay.

He also wanted to acquire a higher level of rot arts, which would give him great survivability and make him a great temple emissary.

But if you want to become a temple emissary, you have to learn boring history, which is something that almost every mushroom tribe doesn't like.

People care more about realistic things.

To do this, he came to the dungeon of Shata.

The large and complex dungeon is like a huge labyrinth, and even after living here for months, Naraku still gets lost from time to time.

Today, he used up all the gems he had stored for months to buy a course of study at the temple.

Underneath Shata, there is a dark river, where water is distributed according to demand, and Naraku is temporarily free from the problem of survival, which is why everyone wants to go to Shata.

The temple is only responsible for teaching the curriculum, and whether or not they pass the examination and become a clergyman depends on each person's ability.

"To be a good clergyman, you need to have enough knowledge, and according to historical research, it was only about seven hundred and fifty years ago that our mushroom tribe was truly freed, and five hundred and fifty years later, the great god of decay was born. ”

The clergy are talking about things that have nothing to do with real life.

The vast majority of the mushroom tribe are not interested in these things at all, and can only rely on memorization and memorization.

Naraku felt that these things ...... Seems interesting?

It's more fun than learning the art of decay!

He knows a lot of things he didn't know before!

"In prehistoric times, the predecessor of the United Kingdom of Rotten Shata was established by an evil creature called the Furnace Ant, which cultivated the Mushroom Clan by chewing the leaves and completing fermentation and decay, and lived by eating the Mushroom Clan, and later with the awakening of the consciousness of the Mushroom Clan, they finally overthrew the rule of these evil creatures and gained freedom. ”

"Two hundred years ago, the infinite divine power of the god of decay brought us great power and living environment, and at the same time, it also brought knowledge and thinking, and some mushroom wise people were eager to know, what is the outside world like?, so they traveled through the vast desert, discovered the Immortal Tree Divine Kingdom, discovered the endless oasis water, but they were occupied by a group of singing wind spirits, so the Shata King, who inherited the noble bloodline of the Rotten God, united all the Shatar Lords to launch a righteous and victorious invasion war against the Immortal Tree Divine Kingdom......"

"Through the war, on the one hand, we have gained a huge amount of resources, the number of the Mushroom Clan is increasing, and on the other hand, we have also gained knowledge, in addition to the Immortal Tree God Kingdom and the United Kingdom of Rotten Shata, in the depths of this vast furnace desert, there seem to be many powerful kingdoms hiding something. ”

"Five years ago, in our 100-year continuous attack, we finally made a breakthrough and built a sand tower in the Immortal Tree Divine Kingdom, gathering an amazing power of faith, so as to summon the god of decay to descend and fight against the immortal tree. ”

The vast majority of the mushroom tribe have very low intelligence, about the equivalent of a four- or five-year-old human child.

But Naraku is one of the few high-intelligence mushrooms, and he is fascinated by what he hears, and he is proud of being a powerful mushroom clan!

"The Immortal Tree God is powerless against our great Mushroom Clan, and it wants to attack us by spreading our position and channeling other powerful kingdoms in his mouth?"

"Hmph, ridiculous! But stupid it doesn't understand that as long as we occupy its oasis, the population of our mushroom tribe will definitely increase several times in a short period of time! Can you imagine how powerful we will be when we have many times the current warriors! What kind of enemies will we be afraid of when the time comes?"

Time passed.

There are many classes at the temple.

The students around Naraku were replaced one by one.

Compared with these non-marginal theoretical things and associative things, how to make one's life better is what every mushroom is concerned about.

Finally!

The hard work paid off, and Naraku passed the assessment and became a cleric of the Temple of Decay!

"Wisdom is the cornerstone of civilization, congratulations, officially becoming a Temple Messenger. ”

Naraku took a black gem from the priest's hand.

Through this gem, his rotten power will be further enhanced, and any enemy he watches will also be cursed with rot, and insignificant wounds will be infinitely magnified.

At the same time, he also gained the right to move around anywhere in the United Kingdom of Rotten Shatar, becoming a highly respected temple emissary!

Through wisdom and hard work, he has gone from being an obscure and ordinary person to his current status.

Everything was so good.

Everything is so mundane.

Today.

Naraku walked along the road, enjoying the reverent gaze of the other mushrooms, and came to the secret farm in the Satta Dungeon.

Precious furnace ants are kept here.

They used to feed on mushrooms, but now they are the other way around.

By collecting a liquid they secrete, the mushrooms maintain the towering sand tower that has stood for hundreds of years, and through the special structure of the tower, the ventilation and convection are maintained to ensure the ventilation and coolness of the dungeon, and build this place as the cradle of civilization.

Cracking sound!

Suddenly, a thunderbolt exploded on a sunny day, which stunned everyone in the sand tower.

"Rainy season?"

"The rainstorm is coming!?

I don't know who shouted, and everyone went crazy.

Although there is no shortage of drinking water, everyone is accustomed to singing and dancing before the rainstorm as the most important festival of the year.

"Strange. ”

Naraku frowned and muttered.

As an oracle, he has more knowledge that the rainy season often does not come until a month later, and the humidity of the air does not seem to change now.

He came to the Shata vent and looked up at the sky.

The dense dark clouds had indeed obscured the sun, but the thunder that pierced the sky was a strange dark red lightning.

A palpitation that makes people feel uneasy appears faintly.

"What the hell is going on?"

Unlike the mushroom civilians who sang and danced and cheered, Naraku had a rich association with the unknown, and he needed to find the sacrifice and receive the guidance of the sacrifice.

"Oh my God, what is this?"

"Ashes??"

Full of oppressive mystery.

In the sky, a layer of black snow slowly drifted down.

After these black snow fell to the ground, strange shadow resentful spirits began to emerge, looking at the ignorant mushrooms, smiling evilly, and stretching out their claws.

"Ah......h

"Run, it's the devil!"

The seventeenth Shata was originally preparing to follow the king to the immortal tree god kingdom in a month's time, and the legions rushed out of the Shata one after another.

It's not just Naraku who feels the oppression.

The Lord of the Seventeenth Sand Tower let out a "whoosh" and flew into the sky with a silver spear in his hand.

He stared at the vast land, an endless strange blackness, countless ghosts floating in the sky, and his face was extremely ugly.

"What's that?"

Wielding the spear in his hand, silver brilliance fell from the sky, and a large number of ghosts and resentful spirits disappeared, but his complexion became even more stiff.