"Caw caw, Master, he's awake."
In the ice, the taro man struggled violently and opened his eyes.
"Master!"
Breaking the ice armor, the taro man, one of the millions of soul slaves under Grimm, bowed his head. This was the deepest subservience from the soul instinct.
"Well, where is the Fountain of Life?"
Grimm went straight to the point.
The taro man, who had already completed his soul enslavement, thought for a moment and said in a low and respectful voice, "Master, apart from the Fern King Divine Tree, there are very few who have specific information about the roots of the Fern King King. It was only by chance that I learned of a vegetative person who might have clues about the roots of the Fern King King."
"Oh? Who? "
Grimm also knew that the Fountain of Life must have a great effect for the Level 6 World Lord, the Wyvern King of the Six Rings to be greedy.
It must have contributed a lot to the advancement of the Fern King.
"Cactus, Guardian of Branches and Leaves of the Sunwell of the Lake of Life."
Grimm knew about the Lake of Life. Just next to Governor Burfern, under the endless lake tide, a powerful kelp creature was fighting with Soul Eater's Kiss Stigmata Sorcerer.
However, as more and more Level 5 Stigmata Sorcerers invaded this world, the opponent seemed to have changed.
Judging from the faint sound of thunder, it was either a Thunder Wolf King or Thundercloud Stigmata Sorcerer.
Guardian of Branches and Leaves?
Knowing little about the history and culture of the Parasitic Spore World, Grimm nodded and said, "Take me there."
The taro man's soul slave walked in front. At this moment, a group of Vegetative soldiers gathered in the distance. Apparently, because of the destructive power of the Flaming Rhinoceros, they attracted the attention of some nearby Governor Burfern soldiers. There were about twenty of them.
"Kill them."
Grimm looked into the distance, at the Vegetative soldiers who were attacking along the rattan bridge between the giant trees, and gave an order to the slave monster that followed the plane.
The azure lake stretched as far as the eye could see, and the waves surged.
Crackle! Dark clouds swept across the sky, and thunder and lightning arcs were continuous. It was Thundercloud Electric Arc Stigmata Sorcerer.
The Stigmata Sorcerer was fighting with the giant kelp monsters that were constantly extending out from the Lake of Life. The lake water contained a strange compound energy that could quickly heal the injuries and consumption of the kelp monsters. It could be considered as a domain-type natural elemental life. As long as the lake water did not dry up, it would be difficult to kill it.
"Master, that's the Sunwell."
On an inconspicuous little island, there was only a banana tree with grapevines wrapped around it. There was also a stone well that looked like it could be submerged by the rolling waves at any time.
Without alerting the two monsters fighting in the lake, Grimm followed the Taro Man to the island.
"To enter the Sunwell, you need to sacrifice enough parasitic spore blood as the price. I've heard that the consumption is extremely high, and the burden is too great. I've never been here even once."
The Taro Man said, and fiercely cut open one of his branches.
As the blood of the parasitic spore flowed, the grapevines next to the dry well sniffed excitedly and kept sucking the blood. The Taro Man's face became paler and paler, and his life aura continued to drop.
After a while.
This Level-3 vegetative person had actually dropped to Level-1 due to the massive loss of parasitic spore blood. Only after the grapevines were satisfied did they leave. A large banana leaf rolled up the Taro Man and Grimm, and everything in front of them was quickly disappearing.
The surrounding space was illusionary, and the aura of the rules seemed to have changed. It was either the Taro Man and Grimm coming to an auxiliary space, or the two were pulled to a distant place in this world by some external force.
The banana leaf disappeared. Just now, there was a storm caused by the waves of Thundercloud Electric Arc Stigmata Sorcerer and the kelp monsters. Now, in the blink of an eye, there was endless yellow sand, and only a solitary super cactus more than a hundred meters tall stood on top of the sand dune in the distance.
Little Eight did not follow in, and Grimm glanced at the empty shoulder.
"Cactus?"
Although it was huge, it was pitifully weak, probably not even at the level of a Level-1 creature. It was like a big balloon that could burst at any time.
"Both of you have paid enough, one chance each. If you want to know any history of this world, you can. I am the King of the Ferns appointed to preserve the Will of the Fallen Leaves of Time."
It was like an inertial shadow of the rules, without any consciousness of its own.
As for this endless desert, it was just a reflection of the Sun Well, a tiny illusory world that looked at the sky from the bottom of a well!
It was worthy of being a dominator, although it was just a tiny illusory world, if one did not master the right method, it would be difficult for Grimm to enter.
The weak Taro Man was guided by Grimm, took the initiative to step forward, and said in a low voice, "I want to know the specific location of the King of the Ferns' source, the Fountain of Life."
No wonder the Taro Man had to pay such a huge price, it actually bore the price of two people.
Pfft!
After chewing for a while, the Cactus King spat out a leaf, which fell into the Taro Man's hand, and the illusory leaf quickly disappeared.
"Need to open the shackles of the Sea of Life!?"
The Sea of Life and the Lake of Life were just different names.
After getting the answer he wanted, the Taro Man retreated, and Grimm walked forward step by step, and said in a low voice, "Where is the last relic left by the King of the Ferns in this world?"
Pfft!
After chewing for a while, the Cactus King spat out another leaf, which fell into Grimm's hand.
After catching it, Grimm frowned, and gave the leaf to the Taro Man. These leaves could only react with parasitic spores.
"Master, the last relic left by the Ferns is here!"
As soon as the Taro Man finished speaking, the surrounding space suddenly changed, and the faint sound of waves and thunder could be heard. Then, in a flash, they returned to the small island where the wind and clouds were raging.
"Damn, you even dare to enter an illusory world, you're crazy!"
Little Eight yelled. Fortunately, this illusory world was only a small auxiliary space, very shallow and illusory. There were no special laws, and there was no danger. It could be used as a gift for low-ranking Wizards. After all, it was also a carrier of the Spacetime Seal.
Thinking of this, Grimm sneered, and actually slowly opened the Book of Truth. Mana surged, and a large number of forgotten runes floated out.
"Use this well water to enter the Dreamland as a reward for Night Shadow Saatchi's active performance in this invasion, hmph."
Grimm would not be stingy when it came to nurturing trusted sorcerers.
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