Ever since they accepted the mission from Moat's Sage, Grim and the other two split up.
Grim went to investigate the blight, Emelia sneaked into the spore forest, and Rémy wandered aimlessly in the wetland swamp.
Of course, before they parted ways, Grimm had already warned him that he could not simply release plague bacteria in the Spirit Realm like he did in the Secondary Planes. If he provoked those grade 4 big shots, even Grim could not guarantee that he would be able to escape unscathed.
After all, even in the scattered towers of the Sorcerer World, there were only 13 grade 4 Sorcerers. On the other hand, the wetland swamp, which was ten times smaller than the scattered towers of the Sorcerer World, had eight grade 4 creatures. Hence, the number of high-grade creatures in the Spirit Realm far exceeded that of the Sorcerer World.
In such an unfamiliar environment, if he acted as recklessly as before, he would be attacked by the natives sooner or later. It was for this reason that Grim agreed to investigate the so-called Blight on behalf of the Swamp Sage.
But now, it seemed that the Sage's suspicions were not without reason.
The so-called blight was not a natural disease caused by the deterioration of the water source, but a terrifying bacteria that had been bred using special methods.
After seeing the black smoke, Grim waved his staff without hesitation, and a ring of fire rose in front of him, capturing Rémy who was wandering in the distance.
"Boss, what do you want now?" Rémy's vision blurred, and he suddenly appeared in front of Grim. He immediately complained, "I just found an interesting merman, and you … Huh? What's this?"
Rémy quickly sniffed the smell of the bacteria trapped in the fireball, and his pair of small green eyes immediately widened.
"There's the smell of modified bodies, deadly bacteria, and microscopic spores … Boss, it seems that there's someone here who's good at mixing and controlling plague spores. Where did you get these things from? "
"They're in the bodies of the blight … How about it? Can you analyze it from a professional point of view? Where did they come from?"
"Let them all out, then! If I don't eat them, I won't be able to obtain more information … "
Grimm casually waved his hand and the fireball disappeared.
The black smoke trapped within tried to escape, but Rémy opened his mouth and sucked in all of it.
After inhaling all the black smoke, Rémy smacked his lips. His eyes were blurry as he mumbled to himself as if he was sleep-talking, "Feed … Infect … Expel …"
After a full quarter of an hour, Remy shuddered and woke up from his dream state.
"I know how these guys got infected! Follow me … "
Rémy brought Grim to an open space in the center of the Death Quagmire. There was a shallow puddle of water less than 100 meters in size, so it was the most densely populated area of the Death Quagmire.
There were a large number of swamp creatures gathered here. Some of them had clearly withered limbs, and their bodies were also surrounded by a swarm of frightening flies that couldn't be removed. The other creatures also avoided the Blight infected, not daring to get close to them.
"Boss, do you have a way to hide us? I guess we'll be able to watch a good show soon! "Remy's Peppa Pig face revealed a sinister smile.
Grimm waved his hand, and a ring of fire engulfed the two of them.
As the flames spread, the two of them suddenly disappeared on the spot.
In the middle of a strange golden flame, Rémy curiously looked around and at his own body. His eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of bright red gauze. Everything he saw seemed to be distorted and not as real as before.
"This is one of the laws of fire you've mastered? It really is amazing … "Rémy looked around with envy, even running to a staggering fungus giant and baring his fangs and claws until he was sure it couldn't see him.
"What are we waiting for?" Grimm asked.
"Waiting for a good show to start!" Rémy grinned, "The virus-causing bacteria have been deliberately castrated, so it can only spread through direct contact. It seems they don't want the bacteria to spread endlessly … "
"So what?"
"So if they want to infect an area, the best way is to poison it. Only then can they control the infected in the desired area, and not let it spread to themselves! "
"When will they come?"
"Soon … At least the smell of the bacteria in the infected's body is from the last few days!"
"Well, let's wait!"
…
The wait was long, but it was very valuable.
Rémy went to collect the vomit and excrement of the infected, while Grimm began to collect some strange local spores and all kinds of strange mushrooms.
He could feel that the unique climate and environment of the wetland swamp had something to do with these strange mushrooms. Some of the mushrooms contained content that even Grim was interested in.
Just as the two of them were busy and excited, an inconspicuous and wretched figure sneaked into the area.
This was a male Spore Man that was less than half a meter tall. He had a protruding mouth and monkey cheeks. He had shifty eyes and a sneaky look. It carried a bulging leather bag on its back as it carefully sneaked into Grimm's perception range.
Logically speaking, with the weak aura of this spore man, it would have been torn into pieces by the berserk swamp creatures before it could even get close to the center of the swamp. However, it sneaked in unscathed, as if it was not attacked at all.
The reason was very simple. This male spore man also had a stench unique to the Blight, which attracted the swamp creatures to avoid it. But no matter how Grimm observed and scanned, he did not find any signs of atrophy of the Blight on the male spore man.
After looking around and finding nothing out of the ordinary, he cautiously approached a staggering fungus giant, and took out a white mushroom the size of a fist from the pouch on his back and threw it at it.
The white mushroom kept rolling on the ground and finally attracted the fungus giant's attention.
As if it had sensed the fragrance of the white mushroom, the fungus giant lunged at it like a madman. It used its thick tentacles to grab the white mushroom and threw it into its mouth.
After a while, the fungus giant that had eaten the white mushroom trembled and roared desperately. On its body, the originally strong muscles began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye. A large swarm of black flies swarmed out of its mouth and circled around it.
Seeing that the fungus giant had fallen for its trick, the shifty-eyed spore man immediately sneaked to the second target not far away.
However, just as it was about to take out another white mushroom and do the same thing, a faint male voice suddenly came from behind it, giving it a big fright.
"Who told you to do this?"
The spore man turned around and saw Grimm slowly emerging from the void.
Grimm was dressed like a human wizard, but he did not have any terrifying magical fluctuations. His appearance was no different from an ordinary human. However, the spore man was obviously not ignorant and could naturally tell that Grimm was not an ordinary person.
Coupled with the fact that what it was doing was an 'ugly' thing that could not be exposed to the public, it was so frightened that it jumped three feet high and turned around, planning to escape.
However, with its weak strength of a high-level apprentice, it wanted to escape from the hands of a legendary fire wizard. Such a thought was undoubtedly ridiculous!
With a snap of his fingers, a ring of fire suddenly appeared under the spore man's feet. Congealed flame shackles extended from the ring and tightly bound the spore man, making it difficult for it to move.
Grimm stepped lightly on the soft mud and came to the spore man's side. He waved his right hand in front of the spore man's eyes, and a small golden flame condensed on the tip of his index finger. The spore man was in a great panic, and its attention was instantly attracted by the small flame.
When its eyes were fixed on the small flame, its entire mind and thoughts also fell into a state of stagnation, and it could no longer organize effective thinking and response.
Bewitching … It was just an extremely simple fire spell!
"Where did you come from? Why did you come here to poison? Where did you make these carriers? "Grimm asked without hesitation.
"Magic Pod Cavern … Magic Pod Cavern … Magic Pod Cavern …"
For some reason, the spore man's mind was no longer working. Apart from repeatedly repeating the words' Magic Pod Cavern ', it could not remember anything else.
"Lord Moat, how do you think we should deal with this matter?" Grimm asked a few times but could not get any other answers. He could only turn his head and communicate with a strange eyeball attached to his shoulder blade.
Through the Eye of Nature, Moat, who was hundreds of miles away, also saw the whole process of Grimm capturing the spore man and feeding it.
The Swamp Sage was obviously in an extremely bad mood, and his voice was filled with a strong killing intent when he spoke through the Eye of Nature.
"The Magic Pod Cavern is the holy land of the Mospore tribe! There are terrifying traps and many guards there. Even my spiritual will can't reach in. Judging from the current signs, these carriers were created by the Mospore tribe in the Magic Pod Cavern. Their goal is to force other tribes and creatures out of the wetland swamp. Hmph, these bastards, they've gone too far this time! "
"Then you mean …" As an outsider, Grimm naturally did not care about the life or death of the creatures here. However, when he heard Moat say that the Magic Pod Cavern was the holy land of the Mospore tribe, he suddenly had an idea. He was a little eager.
"Get the Spore Bats to send this spore man and the carriers back. I'll contact the Nine-headed Python King and the Flying Bat leader, and discuss with them about expelling the Mospore tribe. In the meantime, if you can produce more evidence, I will not hesitate to mobilize the entire wetland swamp's power to deal with the Mospore tribe. When that time comes, you will naturally be able to get the Life-source Water after attacking the Mospore tribe's holy land. "
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