I'm a forest ranger, why would I enslave a succubus?

Chapter 709 Venting and the Recurrence

Compared to the palace's previous splendor, it now seems rather disheveled.

The palace's dome appears to have been corroded, revealing piled-up living fungal rock.

What was originally disguised as stone pillars is now revealed as fungal columns filled with honeycomb-like holes, supporting the slimy dome. Countless luminous fungal tendrils hang from the dome, enveloping the entire space in a sickly, eerie green fluorescence.

At the end of the ever-wriggling crimson fungus, the throne, shrouded in pitch-black shadows, reveals only the eerie silhouette of a Zul'Gurubi-like female figure.

Rhodes didn't really suspect Zul'Gurub.

Because in the real world, some extreme druids regard Zul'Gurub as the progenitor of fungi, and as a relatively easy-to-communicate cosmic being, they will occasionally communicate and trade with mages.

He had even seen people reselling the Fungal Lady's goods in the market area of ​​the Magic Control Alliance.

"I always settle accounts with cash on these items, and I rarely pursue anything afterward."

Zugmoy frowned, displeased with the demands her subordinate Gorgon made.

But the thought of that unforgettable smell of the new spores made her itch with desire, and she couldn't help but extend that affection to the guy in front of her, becoming more tolerant of him.

"Come here, let me take a good look at the spores that remain on your body."

"Yes, my lord."

Rhodes strode forward and pressed himself firmly against her throne, which was covered with pus-filled, tumor-like protrusions.

His legs even touched the wide, gorgeous skirt made of fungal folds—which was actually part of her body.

Maybe that's why.

Zugmoi trembled slightly, and purple pus even oozed from the upright rabbit covered by a thin white fungal coat.

The inhuman, pitch-black pupils struggled to move away from Rod's crotch.

The fingers, pulsating with living bacteria, gently touched the gruesome wound inflicted by the spore bomb.

"Hmm, that was a long time ago. Those were the years when I traded most frequently, unlike now, where no mage dares to communicate with other dimensions."

The spiritual energy in the wound was completely absorbed.

She then applied a small piece of white bacterial film, quickly repairing the wound on the man's chest.

Although Rhodes left it there on purpose.

"Like This"

Rhodes was somewhat disappointed.

"But it's not entirely hopeless. Anyone who comes into contact with the spore bomb will also be covered in undetectable spores that won't dissipate for at least a while. I can create a corresponding sensor device."

"Thank you for your trouble, sir."

"Honestly, Gorgon, I wouldn't have bothered with these new spores if you hadn't been so good at pleasing me lately. Any more?"

Rhodes was really not in the mood for it right now, and shook his head.

Zul'Gurub gave a disgruntled snort, but the aetheric energy in his hands did not stop, continuously forming and weaving from mycelium.

Boom!

At that moment, a booming sound came from the hollowed-out dome, which resembled a honeycomb.

It continued unabated for a long time.

"Sir, is this?"

Zul'Gurub sneered, "Taking advantage of the raging psionic storm, the disgusting slime monster of the Acid Lake has become increasingly audacious. Hmph, if I hadn't been severely injured by the mage who captured you, how could it have become so arrogant?"

Rhodes, still seething with anger, couldn't help but sneer upon hearing this.

Ignoring the mycelium that spread from the pleated skirt of the Zugmoi fungus and coiled up to her thigh, she strode out.

"I'll go and meet with them for a while."

"Gorgon, you can't defeat Him. I know you're eager to make a name for yourself, so leave these things to me. Your job is to collect the new spores."

Then Rod didn't intend to pay any attention to her at all.

Two powerful [Repulsion Spells] that created circular craters on the ground were forcibly launched into the air, then transformed into a giant fireball billowing with thick smoke as it flew into the distance.

Zugmoy frowned.

She could have ignored it.

The thought of Gorgon dying and never being able to obtain new spores filled her with an emptiness and unbearable pain.

Even the inefficient spore-inhaling straw that she criticized seemed wonderfully beautiful in retrospect.

No!

Being influenced by the behavior of one's subordinates is a major taboo for a lord!

I am currently severely injured and no match for that disgusting slime monster Jupiter. It's not worth risking my life for a mere Gorgon!

The mycelium and psionic ether that had been woven together in mid-air came to a standstill. Since the Gorgons had gone to their deaths, there was no need to create anything that would trace the source of the spores.
Enraged, Zugmoi slammed his fist on the mushroom armrest, immediately spewing out a large amount of colorful poisonous spore smoke.

"idiot!"

The mycelium swirled and flew upwards, its crimson, ornate skirt fluttering rapidly.

However, just as she was about to assemble her fanatical fungal servant soldiers...

The once dark, gloomy, and corrupt Sindarkra plane was suddenly ripped open by a dazzling orange-red crack.

A massive fireball, resembling the sun, hurtled down with a blazing tail of flame.

In the distance, Jupiter, the churning, gelatinous, putrid slime of the Acid Lake, suddenly grew enormous, its surface revealing a distorted face and festering eyeballs as it roared furiously at the fireball.

Then they collided head-on.

In an instant, the earth trembled, and a ball of expanding orange-red fire rose into the air, almost illuminating the entire Sindragora plane.

The shockwave whipped up dust that surged outwards like a giant wave, and even Zul'Gurub could feel the deadly aftershocks from a distance.

"This"

Zugmoy stared in disbelief, frozen in place.

No, is Gorgon really that strong?
tear-

It did not stop.

A massive energy blade suddenly pierced the sky, swirling with plasma and spiraling air currents, and slashed down fiercely.

Another powerful earthquake shook the earth, interspersed with the agonizing screams of the slime monster Jupiterex.

It's far from over.

The enormous energy blade rose and swung down again and again.

As if it had no energy to burn, it roared incessantly across the earth as if venting its anger.

Its splashing and the resulting surging air currents converged into a scorching wave, scalding and killing a large area of ​​low-level spore mosses that could only adapt to damp conditions.

Looking at the scene in the distance, Zugmoi stared blankly with his mouth half open.

It wasn't until quite a while later, when Rhodes returned amidst surging fireballs, that she finally realized what was happening.

“Gorgon.”

"I'm sorry, sir, I failed to behead that dog."

A cosmic creature at the level of a dimensional lord, coupled with the characteristics of a slime, possesses an absurd vitality.

Rhodes's slashes are countered by his own attacks, and he relies mainly on the high temperature of Moonfire, the electric current of [Lightning Strike Tendon], and the characteristics of Ice Blade Domain to deal damage.

"It doesn't matter."

Zugmoi's eyes were deep and unfathomable, and a knuckle made of white mycelium appeared on his blood-red palm.

"This item can sense the last person who came into contact with the Naboko bomb."

"Thank you for the gift, sir!"

Zul'Gurub quickly adjusted his mindset, approaching Rhodes in front of all the fungal servants and patting his head as a reward.

"You've done well, worthy of being my number one general! Hahaha—now that Jupiter is seriously injured, it's time for us, the Sindragora, to complete the unification! Soldiers! Follow me!"

"oh!!!"

However, it was at this very moment.

A deep blue vortex of magic suddenly appeared not far from the two of them.

"Rod!"

A familiar, angry voice rang out, whether directed at Rhodes or Zul'Gurub.

Lady Fungus, considered the progenitor of fungi and molds, immediately showed extreme panic and was terrified.

The illusory figure of the goddess of magic, Mystra, with an angry expression, appeared out of nowhere.

The blue magic trembled and instantly shattered her defensive spore mist.

Zugmoy's chest exploded with countless holes, and his arm instantly turned into mangled flesh.

The scene from last time was repeated.

The reverberating magic ignored her and instead focused on Rhodes.

With a puff, Rhodes and his magic power disappeared in a flash!
"No! Gorgon!"

Mrs. Fungus wailed sharply.

(End of this chapter)