Chapter 485: The Corpse and the Response

The parchment gifted by Lady Zugu Zugu Moyi, the Fungal Lady.

When Rod had just solidified the war soul of the Fungal Corrupter Gorgon and begun his promotion to the Seventh Tier.

He had been mistaken by Lady Zugu Zugu Moyi for the real Gorgon and summoned to the plane she controlled.

The authenticity of a soul war soul far exceeds imagination.

A powerhouse like Zugu Zugu Moyi not only failed to recognize Rod's true identity.

Instead, after Rod provided the so-called 'New Spores', Lady Zugu Zugu Moyi was overjoyed, expressing extreme delight.

In the end, she even believed that the invasion progress in the real dimension should have advanced, gifted this parchment to Rod, and demanded he take full responsibility for the matter from start to finish.

Although Rod had not taken any action from beginning to end.

But the problem should not be too big.

Anyway, these Plane Lords, one and all, are creatures of extremely long life.

As for the time perception of long-lived races, a month or two probably makes no difference compared to an hour or two.

After that.

Rod also showed the parchment to the Elf Lady Kali for appraisal.

Upon learning it was a remote sacrificial altar, he completely tossed it into a corner of his spell satchel to gather dust.

Sacrifice, after all.

It has two sides: 'Giving' and 'Receiving'; this parchment belongs to the 'Receiving' side.

Now that there is a reaction.

It naturally means the 'Giving' side is in effect.

Rod was also quite curious.

He threw the parchment onto the ground.

The Half-Wolf Druid Oga was even more suspicious and uneasy.

"Aetheric aura? No... not just that, there is also a more primal, more ancient natural power."

She stood as if facing a great enemy, staring tightly at the parchment on the ground.

"More primal, more ancient?"

Rod thought for a moment.

After all, Lady Zugu Zugu Moyi, the Fungal Lady, is considered by many to be the progenitor of all fungi and molds.

Fungi and molds seem to be the most primal natural forms.

Then wouldn't the sacrifices coming through also carry special fungi or pathogens?

Polluting the land would be an undeserved disaster, wouldn't it?

"..."

Rod dared not delay and immediately notified Watching Yuna via the 【Chain of Far Speech】 to come and set up Bu Zhi Fa.

Fortunately.

The Arachne Elf Watching Yuna was already nearby, quietly watching her master and the Young Lady of the Tree Spirit embrace each other.

Upon hearing the call, she immediately went to cast the spell.

The isolation spell was completed very quickly.

Almost at the same time.

The parchment was like a toothpaste tube being squeezed hard with an outlet that was too small; its contents sprayed out wildly.

The first thing to catch the eye was golden, gleaming gold.

Next were bubbles one by one.

These bubbles were composed of spirituality or mana, containing various corrupted items of different colors inside.

Rotten plants, trees, or fruits, without exception, all emitted spores of various strange colors.

What surprised Rod was.

There were even corrupted magical artifacts.

Inorganic materials like metal and ceramic actually showed active bacterial colonies and mycelium.

There were not only actual Sacrificial Offerings, but also symbolic ones.

They were artworks or carvings depicting fungi and decay.

The continental style in the real dimension was very strong; one could tell at a glance that people from this continent had made the sacrifices.

It is said that some extreme Druids who deeply hate cities worship Lady Zugu Zugu Moyi, the Fungal Lady.

"Although I knew it from the moment these spiritual bubbles appeared..."

Rod ignored the gushing parchment.

He looked down at Vivian, the Tree Spirit, who was in his arms and paying no attention to the commotion outside.

"What does Vivian think of the corrupting colonies?"

Her flawless face lifted, her large eyes glowing with Bai Guang staring straight at Rod.

"Pathogens, trees, bad."

That's right.

Tree Spirits are extreme guardians of trees.

Druids might be extreme guardians of nature.

They overlap somewhat, but are not exactly the same.

The blue-white giant wolf beside them asked in confusion: "Druid? There is natural energy inside, but it is also very pure, without the scent of distortion and withering. Mr. Ranger, please allow me to ask two questions: why can you accept a Druid's sacrifice?"

"Hmm, it's a long story; let's talk about it another time if there's a chance."

As he spoke.

A massive spiritual bubble made its grand finale appearance.

The deluge of parchment scrolls came to a complete end.

Inside that massive spiritual bubble lay a corpse of a corrupted human girl.

Her slender, easily grasped chest was actually rising and falling slightly.

This was not a corpse; she was still alive.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered a line of text carved onto the spiritual bubble enveloping the corpse.

It was written in the Common Tongue of the Continent: "As per the agreement, a body offered to my lord Zugu Zugu Moyi."

An agreement?

Zugu Zugu Moyi's agreement.

Rod couldn't help but frown.

This phrase was no good omen; it indicated that Zugu Zugu Moyi intended to use an avatar to log into the real world.

It was most likely the work of those so-called "Descent Faction" who prayed for the 【Magic Singularity】.

The half-werewolf Olga also frowned.

"Regardless, Mr. Forester, while some Druids are good and lawful, some Druids' goodness is filled with chaos; I suggest you do not invite trouble upon yourself."

Having said that.

She cast a complex glance at the batch of Sacrificial Offerings, turned around, and was about to leave.

She had not taken a few steps when she stood at the forest's edge, looked back, and said:

"The state of that Scorpion Lady in the Eucalyptus Zone is not quite right, Mr. Forester; you might want to go check. I recall you know each other."

"Hmm, I understand."

He had known from Watching Yuna's report earlier that the spiritual energy emanating from the Scorpion Woman Hera was unnatural.

Rod had gone looking for her last week, but he had not found her.

He watched as Olga completely disappeared into the forest.

The succubus Tally jumped out from the shadows, hands on her hips, and said:

"I guess that Scorpion Woman is in heat; with no men around, she hid away to solve it herself."

"You think everyone is like you, twenty-four hours a day, all year round? The Scorpion People's heat season is only around May to October."

Rod refuted.

He had checked relevant data and knew the heat seasons of most beast-kin races on the Continent.

"Nonsense! Scorpion People can be in heat twenty-four hours a day, all year round, as long as the temperature is warm. My mother once encountered a very small Scorpion People tribe in the desert; she played with them there for a full two years, eating until her belly was round every single day."

Tally began sharing more succubus trivia again.

Perhaps because this time it involved her mother, the details she knew were even more numerous; she even began recounting an incident where her mother fought twelve people by dividing it into twelve rounds.

Rod ignored her.

While covering Vivian's ears with one hand, he went over to inspect this batch of Sacrificial Offerings.

"There's quite a bit of gold; I'd estimate it could be exchanged for several tens of thousands of Jin Along?"

Since Zugu Zugu Moyi had gifted him the parchment scroll, it naturally meant he could personally dispose of the items here.

Perhaps except for that girl's body.

As for those corrupted magical items, they could be given to the zombie Selena to study; perhaps they could still be used.

Thinking thus.

Rod produced an extra spell satchel and packed the entire batch of Sacrificial Offerings into it.

Just as he rolled up the parchment scroll.

A voice somehow drilled into his mind through it.

"Mr. Gorgon?! You have finally responded?!!"

(End of Chapter)