Age of Adepts

After accepting the mission from the wise man of Moat, the three of Greem also separated.

Greem came to investigate the blight, Emelia sneaked into the spore forest, and Remy wandered around in the wetland swamp with nothing to do.

Of course, before breaking up, Greem had already warned it that in this spiritual world, it could no longer release plague toxins like those secondary planes. Otherwise, if those Tier 4 bosses were provoked, even Greem wouldn't dare to guarantee that he would be able to retreat unscathed.

After all, even in the Sandi Tallinn area of ​​the wizarding world, there are only thirteen rank-4 wizards. However, the wetland swamp, which is more than ten times smaller than Sandi Tower Forest, has eight fourth-order creatures. Therefore, in the unit territory, the number of high-level creatures in the spirit world far exceeds that in the wizard world.

In such an unfamiliar environment, if he continued to act recklessly as before, he would probably be besieged by the local natives sooner or later. It was because of this consideration and the convenience of action that Greem agreed to the swamp wise man to investigate the so-called blight on his behalf.

But now it seems that the suspicion of the swamp wise man is not unreasonable.

The so-called blight is actually not a natural disease caused by the degradation of water sources, but a terrible poisonous fungus bred by special means.

Seeing the true face of the black smoke, Greem snapped his witch staff without hesitation, and a ring of fire rose in front of him, arresting Remy who was wandering in the distance.

"Boss, what do you want?" Remy, who suddenly appeared in front of Greem, complained immediately, "I just found an interesting little murloc, and you... Hey, what is this?" ?”

Remy quickly smelled the smell of the poisonous bacteria trapped in the fireball, and his small green eyes immediately opened wide.

"There is a smell of alien transformation, a smell of deadly poisonous bacteria, and a smell of micro spores... Boss, it seems that there is also a guy here who is good at manipulating plague spores. Where did you get these things?"

"It's inside the bodies of these blighters... How about it, analyze it from your professional point of view, where did they come from?"

"You release them all! I can't get further information if I don't devour them..."

With a wave of Greem's hand, the ball of fire suddenly disappeared.

Seeing the situation, the black smoke trapped in it wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but Remy opened his mouth and swallowed it all up.

After sucking out the black smoke, Remy smacked his mouth, his eyes blurred, and he muttered to himself as if dreaming: "Feeding...infecting...expel..."

After a full quarter of an hour, Remy gave a sudden jolt and escaped from the dream state.

"I know how these guys get the disease! Come with me..."

Remy brought Greem to an open space in the central area of ​​the death quagmire. There is still a low and shallow water puddle with an area of ​​less than 100 meters, so it is also the area with the densest creatures in the death quagmire.

Here, a large number of swamp creatures gathered, some of them had obvious withered limbs, and a group of lingering and terrifying mosquitoes lingered on the surface of their bodies. For these blight infected people, other creatures also walked around one after another, not daring to get close to them.

"Boss, do you have a way for us to hide? I think we'll see a good show soon!" Remy's piggy-like face showed a sinister smile.

Greem paused with the witch staff in his hand, and a rolling ring of fire engulfed the two of them.

As the flames passed by, the figures of the two disappeared abruptly in place.

In a strange golden flame, Remy looked around and his body curiously, his eyes seemed to be covered with a bright red veil, glowing red, everything he saw was somewhat distorted and illusory, unlike It was so real and reliable before.

"This is one of the laws of fire that you have mastered? It really is amazing..." Remy looked around enviously, and even ran up to a staggering fungal giant to show his teeth and claws until he was sure that the other party could not see him That's it.

"What are we waiting for here?" Greem asked.

"Let's wait for a good show to begin!" Remy said with a sneer: "The virus-causing bacteria have been deliberately castrated by them to lose the characteristics of airborne transmission, and can only be transmitted through direct contact. It seems that they don't want this kind of virus to spread." Unlimited spread..."

"So what?"

"So, the best way for them to infect the creatures in the area is to poison them. Only in this way can the infected be controlled in the area they want, so as not to spread to themselves!"

"When will they come?"

"Soon... At least the smell of the toxins I sensed in the bodies of these infected people is within the past few days!"

"Okay, then wait slowly!"

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The wait is long, but worth it.

Remy went to collect the vomit and excrement of those infected with the blight, while Greem began to collect some strange spores of local specialties and all kinds of weird mushrooms.

He could feel that the unique climate and space environment in the wetland swamp was related to these strange mushrooms. And there are some contents in the bodies of some mushrooms that even Greem is very interested in.

Just when the two were busy and excited, an inconspicuous and wretched figure sneaked into this area.

This is a male spore-man less than half a meter in size, with sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks and thieves' eyebrows and mouse eyes, and looks sneaky and invisible. And it carried a bulging leather bag on its back, and slipped cautiously into Greem's range of perception.

It stands to reason that with the weak power aura on this spore man, he might have been torn to pieces by the berserk swamp creatures before he even got close to the central area of ​​this death quagmire. However, it slipped in with its beard and tail intact, and it didn't seem to be under any attack.

The reason is also very simple, that is, the male spore man also has a unique stench of blight, which attracts those swamp creatures to avoid it. It's just that no matter how Greem observed and scanned, he didn't find any limb atrophy after the blight attack on this male spore man.

Looking around, it seemed that there was nothing unusual. This guy cautiously approached a staggering fungal giant, and then took out a white mushroom the size of a fist from the skin pouch on his back and threw it at the opponent.

The white mushroom kept rolling on the ground, finally attracting the attention of the giant fungus.

As if sensing the strong smell from the white mushroom, the giant fungus pounced like a madman, rolled up the white mushroom with its thick tentacles and threw it into its mouth.

After a while, the giant fungus that ate the white mushroom trembled all over, and roared desperately. On top of its body, the originally thick and muscular body began to wither and wither at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a large group of black mosquitoes gushed out of its mouth, surrounding it with nostalgia.

Seeing that the fungus giant had already been tricked, the spore-looking sporeman immediately sneaked towards the second target not far away.

However, just as it took out another white mushroom and wanted to do the same thing, a faint male voice suddenly came from behind, which startled it a lot.

"Who told you to do this?"

The spore man suddenly looked back, and what he saw was Greem slowly emerging from the void.

Greem was dressed as a human wizard, but he didn't have that terrifying magic fluctuation on his body. His appearance was no different from that of an ordinary human being. But that spore man is obviously not an ignorant person, so he can naturally recognize Greem's extraordinaryness.

In addition, what it did was an 'ugly' thing that was completely invisible, so it jumped three feet in fright, turned around and planned to run away.

However, with its weak strength like a senior apprentice, it also wanted to escape from the hands of the legendary fire witch. Such an idea is undoubtedly too ridiculous!

With a snap of his fingers, a fire ring appeared under the opponent's feet inexplicably, and from it extended a solid flame shackle, binding the spore man so tightly that it was difficult to move.

Greem stepped lightly on the soft mud and came to the side of the spore man. With a flash of his right hand in front of his eyes, a cluster of small golden flames condensed on the tip of his index finger. The other party was in great panic, and his attention was instantly attracted by Little Flame.

And when its eyes were fixed on the small flame, its whole mind and thinking also fell into a state of stagnation at the same time, and it was no longer able to organize effective thinking and coping.

Bewitching people... It's just an extremely simple flame witchcraft!

"Where do you come from? Why did you come here to poison? Where did you concoct these bacteria?" Greem questioned without hesitation.

"Magic Pod Cave...Magic Pod Cave...Magic Pod Cave..."

For some reason, this spore man seemed to have lost his mind. Apart from repeating the word 'Magic Pod Cave', he hardly remembered anything else.

"Your Excellency Moat, how do you think about the matter here?" Greem questioned him several times but couldn't get any other answers. He could only turn his head and communicate with a strange eyeball attached to his shoulder blade.

Through this natural eye, Moat, who was hundreds of miles away, also watched the whole process of Greem capturing the spore man and feeding the spore man.

And the swamp sage is obviously in an extremely unhappy mood now, and the voices transmitted through the eyes of nature are full of murderous intent.

"The Magic Pod Cave is the sacred place of the Demon Spores! There are terrible traps and numerous guards there, and even my spiritual will is difficult to extend in. Judging from the current signs, these bacteria are the magic spores. It was concocted in the pod cave, with the purpose of forcing the rest of the races and creatures out of the wetland swamp. Humph, these bastards, this time they went too far!"

"Then what do you mean..." As an outsider, Greem naturally didn't care whether the creatures here were alive or dead. But when Moat said that the Magic Pod Cave is the sacred place of the Magic Spores, his heart skipped a beat, and he was eager to try it.

"You ask the spore flying bat to send back the spore man and those carriers. I will contact the Hydra King and the leader of the flying bat to discuss with them about expelling the magic spores. During this period, if you can come up with With more and stronger evidence, I will unhesitatingly mobilize the power of the entire wetland and swamp to deal with the magic spores. At that time, if you break into the holy land of the magic spores, you will naturally be able to get those primordial waters."

"Also, I count you as having completed the task of finding the man behind the blight! I will send you the reward you deserve as soon as possible..."