Spirit Realm, Wetlands Swamp.
Colifang Cave.
This was a large body of water in the north-west corner of the Wetlands Swamp.
Some called it a lake, while others called it a sea. However, from Grimm's point of view, it was more accurate to call it an internal sea.
Grimm was riding a large Spore Bat, flying 30 to 40 metres above the ground. He followed the meandering flow of the streams and rivers, heading towards the area with the densest mist.
"This is the Nicaean Waterway. Most of the inhabitants here are Fishmen and Lobstermen. They aren't very sociable and are always at war with each other." The Giant Spore Bat was also a level-2 creature. It had high intelligence, and its attitude towards Grim was a lot more respectful than the others of its kind.
After listening to the girl's introduction, Grimm curiously extended his head and looked down.
Between the tall mushroom trees, a huge waterway that was more than 100 metres wide flowed quietly below him.
Every once in a while, a narrow stream would be drawn from the waterway, forming a shallow puddle in a certain area. The small mermen's village was built on the shallow puddles, and all of them were simple and crude wooden houses on the water.
When the Spore Flying Bats flew across the sky above the murloc village, from time to time, one could see those ugly dark-green silhouettes chasing after the Spore Flying Bats while screaming.
"What kind of mermen are they? Black-finned Fishmen or Inkspewing Fishmen? " Blue light flickered in Grimm's eyes, and he quickly recorded the appearance and body characteristics of these mermen into his database. He then quickly compared them.
The A.I. Chip's feedback showed that the probability of Black-finned Fishmen was 67%, Inkspewing Fishmen was 25%, Tide Summoner Fishmen was 7% … The probability of the other mermen was lower than 1%, so it was not displayed.
"They're Black-finned Fishmen!" The Spore Bat flapped its wings as it flew between the tall mushroom trees. It turned its head and replied, "You Magi are all powerful and knowledgeable indeed. You even know about these inconspicuous little fellows like Black-finned Fishmen."
Grim didn't pay too much attention to the Giant Spore Bats' compliments. He looked into the distance at the tall figures standing on the small islands in the middle of the river.
They were simply enlarged versions of lobsters. They stood upright like humans, walking with the four limbs and webbed duck-like tails under their flat abdomens. They fought and intimidated their enemies with their two strong pincers.
Compared to the Little Fishmen, the Lobstermen were much stronger and more ferocious. Their bodies were also covered in a layer of thick scales, and there was a layer of strange moss growing on the scales. With such protection, the Little Fishmen's crude spears would either not be able to cut through the scales or slip on the moss, making it difficult for them to cause any serious damage.
It was no wonder that the Lobstermen would occupy the best hunting position in the middle of the waterway, while the Little Fishmen were chased to the more 'remote' areas.
And their food was the numerous small fish in the waterway.
They watched as the Little Fishmen chased after the Giant Spore Bats, screaming as they threw their spears into the air. The spears fell down powerlessly, injuring many of their companions by accident.
"They don't seem to have a good relationship with you?" Grim asked.
"My tribesmen would come here to eat one or two Little Fishmen when they got tired of eating mushrooms. That's why our relationship has always been tense! "The Giant Spore Bat explained simply.
It seemed to recall the taste of the Little Fishmen's delicious flesh, and it couldn't help but grin.
"Didn't the Wise Ones stop your 'killing'?"
"Killing? No, no, no … This is not killing, but hunting. The Little Fishmen's reproductive ability is too strong. If we don't restrict them, they will fill every inch of the wetland with their green bodies. That's why we eat the Little Fishmen, the Little Fishmen eat the smaller aquatic creatures, and the aquatic creatures eat the sand … This is a privilege given to us by the laws of the plane. Even the most respected Wise Ones couldn't take it away! "
Hearing the Spore Bat's answer, Grim couldn't help but nod.
In the Magus World, many of the Grade 2 creatures in the Dark Forest were still ignorant and primitive. However, this ordinary Grade 2 Spore Bat from the Spirit World already had such an understanding.
This wasn't just pure intelligence, but knowledge and experience that could only be obtained after experiencing the world.
"Lord Magus, please sit tight. We're about to pass through the Death Quagmire … The creatures there aren't friendly recently …" Following the Giant Spore Bat's loud warning, its body quickly spiraled and passed through a small mound, suddenly barging into a strange land.
Grim, who had been sitting quietly on the Spore Bat's back, suddenly stood up. His sharp eyes scanned the strange land in front of him in bewilderment.
Perhaps not long ago, this place used to be a vast and beautiful lake.
However, with the passage of time, the lake's water flowed elsewhere for some unknown reason. Thus, large patches of black and sticky lake bed were exposed, turning the place into a Death Quagmire filled with a terrifying stench.
Due to the changes in the environment, the swamp creatures that had lost their habitat began to go berserk and fight for the remaining water in the low-lying areas. For this last bit of water, all the swamp creatures were caught in a killing spree.
Grim gazed into the distance and could see countless broken shells and limbs in the black mud at the bottom of the lake. Those that could survive such a cruel and bloody battle were all terrifying beings, especially the Swamp Giants, the Fungus Giants, and the Nine-headed Snake Monster.
However, even though they were the victors, they didn't have enough water to nourish their bodies. They could only drag their withered bodies forward in the Death Quagmire that spanned tens of miles, looking for the remaining water.
Death Quagmire … This was indeed the Death Quagmire!
"Wait for me up there, I'll go get some specimens!" Grim said to the Giant Spore Bat and jumped down from the sky.
A height of more than 40 meters was nothing to Grim. He didn't even cast a 'Slow Fall' spell on himself. He fell like a meteor into the mud at the bottom of the lake.
A dull thud sounded.
Mud splattered everywhere, and waves of fire rolled.
Before the jet-black and smelly sludge could even land on the ground, it was swept away by the scarlet waves of fire and instantly evaporated into nothingness.
Grim's body only had to crouch slightly to reduce the terrifying impact of falling from such a high altitude.
If it was someone else falling without any buffer, even if they didn't have their bones crushed, their internal organs would have suffered a terrible impact. Grimm Gundam's 32 points of Vitality was on full display at this moment. The recoil that would have been fatal to others was only a slight dizziness to him, and his body did not suffer any internal injuries at all.
He slowly straightened his body and walked out of the mud that had been baked into a hard lump of mud.
His powerful descent was so shocking that it naturally attracted the attention of a few tall figures in the surroundings.
Seeing his majestic body covered in flames, the Withered Swamp Giant closest to him immediately roared and rushed over.
A mere Grade 2 Swamp Giant actually dared to take the initiative to charge at a Grade 4 Sorcerer … From this almost suicidal behavior, it could be seen that the Withering Disease had not only damaged its body, but even its brain had become a little muddled.
Grim coldly snorted. He held his staff in his left hand and stretched out his right hand, palm facing the enemy. One after another, fireballs bombarded the Swamp Giant's body.
Grim was only 2 meters tall, while the Withered Swamp Giant was about 7 meters tall. However, under the terrifying fire spell, the Swamp Giant was not only unable to take a step forward, but was also forced back by the fireballs. Its entire body began to crack and disintegrate.
The Swamp Giant's tall and mighty body contained a tenacious and long life force. Even if a third of its body was damaged, it could still regrow with its own life force. It was precisely by relying on this tenacious life that they were able to endure the several years of dry season and survive to this day.
However, no matter how long and tenacious its life force was, it was useless in the face of a terrifying Legendary Fire Wizard!
With only five fingers and seven fireballs, Grim blasted the Withered Swamp Giant into pieces, turning it into a pool of blood on the ground.
The Swamp Giant's broken body emitted specks of fluorescent light that slowly blended into the fog that covered the sky and covered the earth. However, Grim furrowed his brows and reached out to grab a ball of faint black smoke from thin air.
Grimm's flame power condensed into a fireball, sealing the black smoke inside.
Some of the black smoke that was in a hurry to escape crashed into the inner wall of the fireball, and were instantly incinerated by the flames. The remaining black smoke seemed to know how powerful it was, and did not dare to approach the inner wall of the fireball. It was like a group of headless flies, rushing around randomly as if it was looking for a way out.
The planar laws of the Spiritual Realm are too powerful, aren't they? Even the black smoke has intelligence?
Grim smiled coldly, gathering power in his eyes. Blue light flickered as he quickly scanned the black smoke.
[Beep. Discovered a foreign virus … Warning, this virus is terrifyingly contagious and fatal. It can cause a grade 3 disease to invade the host … Suggested host to activate the Flame Barrier to prevent infection …]
As expected...
The moment he saw the black smoke, Grim felt a sense of familiarity.
As expected, the A.I. Chip's scan confirmed his suspicions.
The so-called wilting disease was actually an invasion by a special kind of bacteria.
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