Zerg in the crystal wall world

The gray-haired elf had no intention of entering the dust-covered area.

She is also good at cultivating fungi and knows how powerful fungal spores can be.

So, she took out a small pinch of soul-fluctuating bacteria powder from her pocket.

A green glow condensed in her hand, and the fungus powder grew small mushrooms on her hand at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Holding the moth tightly between his legs, he took out a small bottle with almost overflowing hyphae of various molds, and dripped some unknown liquid on it.

The little mushroom on the hand of the gray-haired elf quickly grew and deformed, and actually grew a face, hands and feet.

The gray-haired elf threw it away.

The mushroom man, or mushroom guard, grew rapidly in mid-air. When it landed on the ground with a bang, it had turned into a monster with a fifth-level soul strength, nearly four meters tall, and green flames in its eyes.

The first moment it touches the ground – it starts to sink.

This guy is at the level of the humanoid root-vine monster that the Lord encountered the night he just traveled through, maybe a little weaker. After all, the time on the ground is now before noon, and the moon has long gone down.

At that time, it was still difficult for the root and vine monsters to break away from the creep, let alone the creep that had been strengthened through a series of research.

The mushroom man disappeared on the fungus carpet at an almost "melting" speed.

Very aggressive. The gray-haired elf couldn't help but marvel. Fortunately, this mushroom seemed to be only corrosive. Unlike the circle of mushrooms surrounding the life priests in the tribe, there are also "big spray mushrooms" that can spray venom.

Can't go any deeper. Because of the dangers of the underground world, the gray-haired elf was much more cautious than Eral was before.

Collect samples, return to the tribe first, and report the situation here to the high priest...

But just as he turned around, a feeling of chills and hair standing on end came from the top of his head. The gray-haired elf felt as if he was being pointed at by another saint with a bow.

Dome!

The gray-haired elf tilted and used his own weight to push the moth to one side.

A cloud of faint yellow spores quickly passed by the side of the moth and exploded with a pop in the distance. The dripping acid fell like raindrops.

But this time, without any action from the gray-haired elf, the moth instinctively folded its scales and flapped its wings. The invisible airflow around it was disrupted, blowing away most of the acid, but there were still dozens of drops falling on the moth's body. On the wings.

Under the sizzling green smoke, the scales and scales on the moth's wings were greatly corroded, and even the wing membranes were damaged.

There are really big spray mushrooms!

There was no need for the gray-haired elf to control it. The moth itself immediately turned around and flew back.

The sense of crisis struck again. The gray-haired elf exerted strength on his waist and legs, clamped the moth's body, and took down the chitin longbow made of an unknown carapace from behind.

He turned around, took up his bow and shot an arrow in one go.

Bang - a group of strong acid spores burst with the sound. The saint's will condensed on the arrow formed a substantial wind, sweeping away the liquid droplets produced after the explosion of the spore cluster.

The anti-aircraft power used by the insect swarm to resist the steel battleship was just blocked by an arrow from a small humanoid unit.

Then... more than three hundred spore clusters followed closely behind.

The gray-haired elf was dumbfounded. She couldn't stop so many cannonballs even if she shot a shower of flowers all over the sky.

In the Koprulu sector, there are examples of ace pilots who "integrate man and machine" into and out of the enemy's artillery positions.

But that is definitely not the case in the underground world, where the total distance from the ground to the dome is only a few kilometers, and there are anti-aircraft turrets built up and down.

What's more, the moth ate the fungus after all.

Even the moths and the elves were swallowed up by the acidic spore clusters weighing several tons on the spot. In other words, their bodies were relatively small, and most of the spore clusters collided with each other, offsetting most of the impact.

But even so, the moth's body was crushed on the spot. With luck, the insect swarm could collect some essence from the carapace that was not completely corroded by the acid.

The gray-haired elf kept his body intact and fell from the sky wrapped in a ball of acid.

The chitin armor she wears has already become extraordinary due to the long-lasting transformation of her sanctuary-level soul. Although it is also full of cracks, it is generally quite complete.

However, she was not wearing full body armor. When the gray-haired elf struggled to crawl out of the acid pit, all her areas not covered by armor had been corroded to the point where her bones were almost visible. The arms, knees, shoulders, neck and even face were all ulcerated and turned black.

Her eyes and ears were protected by the force of nature, and she still had some ability to perceive, but it only brought her despair. Wherever you look, ferocious insect beasts emerge from under the carpet, one after another, seemingly endless.

The fishy and wet breath came from the top of the head, and the gray-haired elf could still feel it even if he didn't raise his head. It was a slurry full of life.

"Hiss—" accompanied by a hiss.

The fierce insect beast jumped up.

The gray-haired elf staggered past two, and was knocked to the ground by the third. Then, dozens of sickle-shaped appendages pinned her to the carpet.

The next moment, the fungus spore slurry swooped down.

The vigorously growing carpet of bacteria buried the gray-haired elf underneath.

The anti-rejection essence allowed the fungus carpet to quickly grow together with the corroded skin of the gray-haired elf. The master brain of the nest, which was so close at hand, transmitted huge nerve signals accompanied by blazing psionic energy.

Due to the difference in size, even the saint was knocked unconscious by the impact...

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The gray-haired elves were transported back in batches.

Even more thorough than the original Eral.

The head, hands, feet, and torso were all separated.

The gray-haired elf did not rush into the state of "heart-to-heart", so the master had no chance to destroy her "Tao heart". Fortunately, the insect swarm relied on the sub-dimensional development cavity during this period to breed a group of elite unit worker bees, otherwise it would not be possible to cut the bones of a tenth-level unit.

But even if only a comatose head is left. After entering the range of the parasitic heart, the gray-haired elf's natural way instinctively operated, and the face that was almost corroded by the acid still healed itself quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This makes the master who has been paying attention to the state of the gray-haired elf from a distance feel a little troubled: this means that even the life force overflowing from the parasitic heart will bring a huge increase to the natural way of the elf.

In this area where the life force is over-activated, it is difficult to tell whether it is the home field of the insect swarm or the home field of the elves.

Therefore, the gray-haired elf's head did not stay too long in the flesh and blood abyss, but was immediately sent to the Spider Cave-Hatchery where the life force was relatively less abundant.

There, the gray-haired elf will receive the same treatment as Eral: his skull will be cracked open, and the neural tentacles from the hatchery will directly penetrate into the brain to measure neurons and read the memory.

Although he was not born from a tree, the gray-haired elf's neural coding method is basically the same as Eral's. There is no need to spend energy on decoding, reading her memory will be much faster.

What the Lord didn't notice was that just as the team transporting the gray-haired elf's head passed through the Babel Insect Tube, the elf's eyelids suddenly trembled twice. Her nervous system was still in a comatose state under the constant impact of the hatchery master brain, but her soul became active...

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