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Since picking up the task in the hands of the Moat wise, the three people of Glim have acted separately.

Glim ran to investigate the blight, and Emeriya sneaked into the spore forest, as for Remy, who was doing nothing in the wetland swamp.

Of course, before the breakup, Glim has already warned it, and in this spiritual world can no longer release the plague germs like the secondary planes. Otherwise, they caused the 4th-order scorpion, and even Grimm did not dare to pack the ticket and retreat.

After all, even in the Tallinn area of ​​the Wizarding World, there are 13 thirteenth-level wizards. There are eight fourth-order creatures in the wetland swamp that is ten times smaller than the Tallinn. Therefore, in the unit territory, the number of high-order creatures in the spiritual world is far more than the wizarding world.

In such an unfamiliar environment, if you act unscrupulously as before, I am afraid that sooner or later, I will be under siege by local indigenous people. It was for this reason, and for the convenience of action, Glim agreed to the swamp wise man to investigate the so-called blight.

But now it seems that the doubts of the swamp wise are not unreasonable.

The so-called blight is not a natural disease formed after the water source is degraded, but a terrible poison that was bred by special means.

After seeing the true face of these black smoke, Glim did not hesitate to wand his hands in a wand, and a fire ring rose in front of him, directly arresting Remy who wandered in the distance.

"Boss, what do you want to do?" Remy, who suddenly appeared in front of Grem, immediately complained: "I just found an interesting little fisherman, you are... oh, what is this? ?"

Remy quickly sniffed the poisonous atmosphere trapped in the fireball, and a pair of green eyes immediately slid round.

"The taste of all-in-one transformation, the taste of deadly germs, and the taste of micro-spores... Boss, it seems that there is also a guy who is good at manipulating plague spores. Where did you get these things?"

"In the body of these withered people... How about, from your professional point of view, where did they come from?"

"You put them all out! Don't eat them, I can't get further information..."

Glime waved, and the fireball disappeared suddenly.

When the black smoke trapped in it, he wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but he was swallowed up by Remy.

After the black smoke was exhausted, Remy smacked his mouth and blurred his eyes. He muttered like a nightmare: "Ingestion... Infection... Drive away..."

After a full quarter of an hour, Remy slammed a fierce spirit and got out of the nightmare state.

"I know how these guys are infected! Come with me..."

Remy took Grim to come to an open space in the center of the death mire. There is still a low-lying otter with a surface area of ​​less than 100 meters, so it is also the most dense area of ​​the dead mire.

Here, there are a large number of swamp creatures, some of them have obvious limbs withered, and the surface of the body is still surrounded by a group of horrible mosquitoes that are lingering. For those infected with blight, other creatures are also circling around, not afraid to approach them.

"Boss, do you have a way to hide us? It is estimated that you will soon see a good show!" Remy Piggy's Peggy-style face showed a sly smile.

Glim’s wand in his hand, and a roaring ring of fire, involved the two.

As the flames flowed over, the two men's physiques suddenly disappeared into place.

In a strange golden flame, Remy looked curiously around and his body, his eyes were like a layer of bright red shawl, and all the things he saw were somewhat distorted and illusory, unlike It was so real and reliable.

"This is one of the rules of the fire you have mastered? It really is amazing..." Remy's envious look at the West, and even went to the cockroach fungus giant to go to the claws until they were sure they couldn't see themselves. This will be done.

“What are we waiting for here?” asked Grimm.

"Wait for a good show!" Remy smirked: "The virus-causing bacteria are intentionally castrated by airborne characteristics and can only be transmitted through direct contact. It seems that they do not want this germ. Unlimited diffusion..."

"What about this?"

"So, the best way for them to infect the creatures in the area is to poison. The only way to keep the infected people in the area they want, not to spread to themselves!"

"When will they come?"

"Soon... at least the smell of germs I have detected in these infected people is within a few days!"

"Okay, then wait slowly!"

............

The waiting time is long, but very valuable.

Remy ran to collect the vomit and excrement from those infected with blight, while Grimm began collecting some of the exotic spores of the local specialty, as well as a variety of quirky mushrooms.

He can feel that the unique climate and space environment of the wetland swamp is related to these strange and exotic mushrooms. In the body of some mushrooms, there are some things that are of great interest to Grimm.

Just as the two were busy and enthusiastic, an inconspicuous and wretched figure sneaked into the area.

This is a male spore person who is less than half a meter in size, a sharp-nosed monkey, a thief, a sneaky invisible person. And on the back, carrying a bulging leather pocket, carefully slipped into Grimm's perception range.

It stands to reason that with the weak strength of this spore man, I am afraid that I have not been waiting for the central area of ​​this death mire, and it has been torn into pieces by the violent swamp creatures. However, it all had to slip through the tail and did not seem to have suffered any attack.

The reason is also very simple, that is, the male spores are also filled with a stench of peculiar disease, which attracts those swamp creatures to evade. It was only how Grimm observed and scanned that there was no limb atrophy after the onset of any blight in this male spore.

Looking around and looking around, it seems that there is no abnormality. This guy is careful to get close to a cockroach fungus giant, and then pulls a fist-sized white mushroom from the back of the skin and throws it at the other side.

The white mushroom tumbling on the ground finally caught the attention of the fungus giant.

It seems that the smell of the white mushroom is scented. The fungus giant is swooping like a madman, and the white mushroom is rolled up into the big mouth with the thick tentacles.

After a while, the fungus giant who had eaten the white mushroom trembled and screamed desperately. On its body, the original thick and strong body began to wither and dry up at a speed visible to the naked eye. A large group of black mosquitoes emerged from its mouth and could not fall in love with it.

Seeing that this fungus giant has been recruited, the spores of the thief eyebrows immediately sneaked to the second goal not far away.

However, just as it took out another white mushroom and tried to do the same, a faint male voice suddenly came from behind and made it a big jump.

“Who made you do this?”

The spores suddenly looked back and saw Grim, which slowly emerged from the void.

Grim is dressed as a human wizard, but there is no such terrible magical fluctuation that scares the dead. The appearance looks like an ordinary human being. But the spore man is obviously not an ignorant person, and naturally he can recognize Grim's extraordinary.

Plus what it did was a ugly thing that was completely unseen, so it was scared three feet high and turned to run away.

However, with its weak apprenticeship as a senior apprentice, he also wanted to escape from the hands of the legendary witch. This kind of thinking is undoubtedly too ridiculous!

After hitting a ring finger, the other side's feet inexplicably appeared a ring of fire. From the inside, a root condensed as a solid flame shackles was stretched out, and the spores were bound tightly and hardly.

Glim lightly stepped on the soft mud and came to the side of the spore. The right hand swayed in front of the other side, and the tip of the index finger condensed a small golden flame. The other side is in a huge panic, and the attention is immediately attracted to the small flame.

And when its eyes are confined on a small flame, the whole mind and mind are also in a state of stagnation, and no longer able to organize effective thinking and coping.

Enticing people... a simple flame system is just witchcraft!

"Where are you from? Why do you want to go here to poison? Where are you carrying these bacteria?" Glim did not hesitate to conduct an interrogation.

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

I don't know why, this spore man seems to have no longer a good mind. Except for the repeated chanting of the word "magic cave", he almost never remembers other things.

"Lord Moat, what do you think about this?" Glimham asked several times that he couldn't get another answer. He could only turn his head and communicate with a strange eye attached to his shoulder.

Through this natural eye, Moat, who is hundreds of miles away, also watched Grim's capture of the spores and the whole process of spores feeding.

The swamp wise man is obviously unhappy at the extreme, and the voice passed through the natural eye is full of murderous.

"The magic pod cave is the holy land of the magic spore family! There are terrible traps and numerous guards, and even my spiritual will is difficult to extend. From the current signs, these bacteria are the magic spores. The purpose of the pod cave was to force the rest of the race and creatures out of the wetland swamp. Hey, these **** are doing too much this time!"

"Then you mean..." Glim is an outsider, and naturally he does not care about the creatures here. However, listening to Moat said that the magic pod cave is the holy land of the magic spore family, but he is stunned and some are eager to try.

"You let the spore flying bat send the spores and those with the bacteria. I will contact the Hydra King and the flying bat leader and discuss with them the deportation of the spores. In the meantime, if you can come out More and more powerful evidence, I will not hesitate to launch the power of the entire wetland swamp to deal with the magic spore family. When you break into the holy land of the magic spore family, you will naturally get the water of the source."

"And, looking for the task of wilting behind the scenes, I am also finished with you! I will send you the rewards I will receive as soon as possible..."