Open Your Quest Log

Not far away, a large patch of fiery red roses caught the eyes of Barrett and the others. The rosebush was so dense and numerous that it spread far into the depths of the fog on both sides, cutting off everyone's way.

Barrett led the crowd a little closer so that they could observe carefully.

The appearance of the rose is a bit peculiar - the bright blood-red petals are dotted with gold and black spots, and under the petals are dark branches covered with thorns, but there are no green leaves on the branches. Plants do not depend on sunlight to survive.

There is a slightly sweet and slightly greasy aroma in the air, and a bit of corruption is mixed in the aroma. It smells like a broth made from spoiled pork, and even with lots of onions, turnips, and various spices added to it, it can't hide its rancid nature.

"Boss, your cut tobacco stinks." Moglock the ogre said suddenly, "It's a little moldy!"

"Hey, that's not the taste of my tobacco." The mage's expression suddenly became a little serious, "The white ka tobacco leaves from Katie Town in the eastern part of the Holy Arathor Kingdom will never be moldy or smelly! Never! !" he said loudly, "Bica is as holy as mithril, as awe-inspiring as truth, and smells like the fragrance of virgins... Forget it, you don't understand either. "The mage pouted like an angry child.

The dwarf tapped the ogre's skull and smiled silently. Moglock also scratched his extremely tight back of his head, which was wrapped in the helmet, hehe smirked, his expression blank.

"Is that, the magic palace rose?" Old Will turned his head and asked Barrett again.

"Magic Rose?" Barrett repeated suspiciously, "Sorry, Master Mage, I don't know what its scientific name is, but the adventurers in the Bay of Pigs call this kind of thing 'Vampire Bee'."

"'Vampire bee'?" This time it was the half-elf who asked the question. "Isn't that a flower?"

"Yes, they are indeed flowers, but they are blood-sucking plants," said Barrett.

"Like a vampire vine?" the half-elf asked again. Along the way, they encountered many such dangerous vines, and also found many shriveled animal carcasses near these plants. But as long as you find out in advance and don't get too close, these vines can't do anything to you.

"The 'Vampire Bee,' or the magic palace rose, whatever it's called, this kind of flower is not rooted in place and can't move," Barrett explained. Like a swarm of bees, they fluttered in the air, and then aimed the hollow sharp thorns at their roots at their prey, and then flew down like a rain of arrows..."

"It can fly? It can act like a swarm of bees? There are thorns on the 'butt'? It sounds like the name 'Vampire Bee' is indeed more suitable for it." Old Will said with a smile, "It's just a little bit more arousing. Ambiguity."

"Not only that, but their pollen is extremely poisonous with paralyzing properties," Barrett continued. "The 'swarm' will surround the prey layer by layer, spraying a large amount of pollen on the prey. If inhaled Too much, and even frostworms are not immune."

"I'm not surprised by this at all." The half-elf raised his eyebrows, "Butterfly scales are poisonous, plant sap is poisonous, pollen is poisonous, fruit is poisonous, if you tell me, even the eyes of certain creatures are poisonous. Toxic, I wouldn't be surprised."

"Petrified lizard." Barrett smiled and gave a closer answer.

"Aiya! (Elvish language - great! / Long live! The half-elf patted his forehead, and there was some helpless excitement in his voice, "In this forest, a healthy person is no better than a blind person. And the **** is more advantageous! The slow runner will certainly be hunted for falling behind, and the fast runner may fall into the 'trap' first."

"If you think about it seriously, the dead have an advantage!" Barrett humorously said, "Because it's not afraid of anything, and it doesn't have to worry that it will get worse!"

"Do you think the undead is the worst outcome? Then I have to tell you that the truth is far more terrifying than this. I have seen it before..." Old Will said, and stopped suddenly, coughing unnaturally After a while, "Well, this is not the time to talk about this. You think we should bypass them instead of burning a fire?"

"The flames are really a good way to solve most problems. But there are so many of them that they can even compete with the fir trees." Barrett hesitated. "We may be caught in the sky. Among the flowers, their thorns may not be able to penetrate the thick armor of Moglock, but for others, it is very difficult to guard against. What's more, we do not need to breathe like the undead. In the siege, it is very likely that there will be some unexpected accidents."

Old Will nodded, as if intending to agree with Barrett's suggestion.

Barrett wanted to say more, but suddenly, his attention shifted from the spreading tapestry to other directions.

Following Barrett's gaze, several chubby, nearly two-meter-long, maggot-like creatures appeared out of nowhere in the forest. This creature wriggled its body rhythmically, with gray stripes on its pale yellow body.

I saw these maggots open their big pink mouths, and the roses of the Chaos Palace wriggled past, as if they were heading for a unique feast.

It should be the rotten smell emanating from the palace rose that attracted them, Barrett guessed.

"What is that?" The half-elf looked at Barret, waiting for the latter's answer, as if their guide knew everything.

Barrett looked back at the half-elf, "Big maggot, what else could it be."

"Such a big maggot?" The half-elf didn't seem to be satisfied with this answer. "Isn't there another name?"

"Why don't we call it 'big maggots'." The barbarian touched his growing stubble, "Some people in the Bay of Pigs say that they are ordinary, maggot-like bugs, while others say that they are some kind of worm. The chrysalis of living things. Whatever it is, no one has ever seen them turn into butterflies, flies, or whatever. But either way, it's not dangerous."

"Are they delicious?" The ogre looked at the maggots, and before Barrett could answer, he showed an expression of reluctance to give up, "Although Moglock is willing to eat fat, they are too fat. Barron The master said that eating too much fat is not good, and Moglock will not do bad things!"

"Sorry, I haven't eaten these worms, so I don't know how they taste, but they probably won't be that delicious." Barrett shook his head speechlessly, "Just looking at their unappetizing taste Look, you should know that no one wants to try it. Food is not a problem for the forest itself or for visitors, so stop thinking about tasting the taste of those maggots."

Tasting a dinner or becoming a dinner requires you to "negotiate" with the forest.

"Nobody knows where they come from, sometimes you can walk around the forest and you'll come across a few," Barrett continued, "Those maggots never attack people, but no adventurer wants to attack those maggots either. ~www.readwn.com~ Because they are worthless, at least they never show up in collection or bounty missions, and no one has found any part of those maggots to sell for money." Barrett pointed to the closest to them. One of the fir trees, "There are many strange things in the forest, but not everything is wanted." Just like these firs everywhere.

Following Barrett's words, the big maggots "jolly" flew towards the Rose of the Magic Palace. When they were still 5 or 6 meters away from the outermost magic palace rose, a large number of bright flowers flew into the air like a disturbed bee colony. The light yellow and lustrous pollen fell down like gold dust, surrounding the maggots.

"To tell the truth, the scenery is really beautiful. The flowers flying all over the sky and the shiny golden powder, if the maggots are replaced by innocent girls in costumes, plus a bard who can play the lyre and a A mezzo-soprano choir, that would be even better!" Old Will exclaimed.

"That leaves us with the sword in the sheath and heartfelt applause." Barrett echoed.

"At least they don't need us to throw flowers on the 'stage'," the half-elf said, "because they have enough."

"A lot of 'horrible'!" Barrett nodded.

"If we can transplant these flowers, I think there should be many mages or willing to plant them near the mages tower." Old Will thought of an unreliable way to make money.

That's really fitting, Barrett thought to himself. Because the Mage Tower and the magic palace rose have the characteristic of "don't approach strangers" - if you approach without permission, you will risk death.

However, how to transplant it is a big problem.

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