The fisherman druid is in another world

Chapter 260 The Beginning of the Plague

After continuously searching six suspicious areas, it was almost seven o'clock in the morning.

It was late in autumn, and the nights were getting longer. Coupled with the mist shrouding the sky, it was not yet bright, but the night had turned from dark to dark gray.

Robbo had no intention of giving up, but continued to search separately from Terror. As long as they were not too far apart, he could control them remotely.

All the hard work paid off, and he actually found her.

To elaborate, one needs to record one merit for the Blood Moon Sect.

It turned out that the migration team was not in any of the areas that Rob Rob had marked on the map and considered to be the key search areas.

But in a very inconspicuous mountain col.

From the perspective of topography and even migration routes, this kind of place is not suitable for temporary campsites, let alone old residence.

Because the terrain is low-lying and there is no direct opening, the outer slope is gentle and the inner cliff is like a shaft dug in the middle of the earth bag. It is a real place where dirt and evil can hide, commonly known as a "tiankeng".

Before it could be deeply moistened, the spiritual tide passed.

Of course, conversely, due to the same reason of density, when extraordinary power is rare on the surface, natural 'gas chambers' with very good concentration can still be dug deep underground.

The so-called array is actually back-to-back, usually three people, so that they can see six directions and respond in time no matter which direction the attack comes from.

So, after forming a formation, one died and three died.

Because there are two extraordinary people in the migration team, they are brothers with Victor, native Rob and Dick, and they are also liberals. Their family members are also members of the migration team, and they are currently dealing with the people of the Blood Moon Sect. , the weapons used include magic chains, which are very easy to identify.

Especially darkness + fog, which allows it to disappear and appear at any time, as if it can travel between the shadow plane and the real plane, but in fact there is no concept of the shadow plane in this world.

In addition, the protection of the artifact also allows them to better identify ourselves and the enemy in the foggy environment.

Fear was attracted by the Blood Moon Sect and the beeping of thorns on the ground, and then discovered the migration team.

It was very typical to be killed by surprise in a weak state, and there was no time to use any of his abilities.

You must know that due to density reasons, phenomena such as spiritual tides and reflections basically flow on the surface, like a light rain on wet ground.

Tree spirits are not that rare, but not many can live in harmony with humans.

However, after undergoing adaptive transformation, Terror gained the ability to use the fog.

He even believed that this shrub spirit used the relatively closed environment underground to create a simple sealed tank to store more extraordinary power.

But under the invisible erosion of the cone-shaped ray, the state itself fell below the horizontal line, and he watched the attack and killing occur without being able to react in time.

People of the Blood Moon Sect cannot detect the erosion of this radiation by their own abilities, and it is often too late when their bodies give out strong signals of discomfort.

'Ugh! 'The shadow flashed and the head flew up.

The people of the Blood Moon Cult did not realize the role of radiation in it at first.

Of course, its brittleness is also relative, which means that in front of extraordinary beings of the same strength level as it, it basically does not have the ability to carry one-to-many lines.

This is a dying cry in the context of extreme physical discomfort. It is impossible to describe the truth. It can only use such ambiguous words to warn the attacker of the complexity of his methods.

'Pfft! 'The sound of flesh-piercing bone and the sound of breaking wind sounded almost at the same time. The sound was weird, but the impact of the super-high-speed cone stab was really good. A Blood Moon Sect elite with a strong extraordinary aura around him was just like this. died.

So, what is the reason for the migration team who know common sense to do the opposite?

He estimated that this guy had already started composting in an era when his supernatural power was still abundant, just like a bear eating sea plugs and hoarding fat to survive the winter.

Finally someone shouted: "Toxic!"

This plant originally lived underground, but now it has lifted its 'hijab' and stretched out its many branches above the ground to better absorb the free extraordinary power.

The people of the Blood Moon Sect reacted very quickly. They were protected by the artifact. Once someone died, the remaining people would immediately receive a warning.

Extraordinary power is not Qi, but it uses matter as a carrier, which is a common phenomenon and is easier to retain.

Among them, the most commendable is breaking the law.

I just think that the enemy's stealth and attack levels are too high, and my own personnel are not careful enough.

Correspondingly, fear also became crispy.

"Hold together, form an array, avoid fighting alone..." This is the response method given by its leader. It was obvious that he did not want to give up on this operation.

Because the hallmark of human civilization is slash-and-burn farming, cutting down, and burning. Wherever humans live, they must have entered and retreated, turning into an environment unsuitable for the survival of plant spirits.

With the help of his frightened perspective, Luo Bo only took a few cursory glances and knew that this guy was not a demonized spirit during the spiritual mist, but an ancient one.

If not, even if it begins to hibernate in an era when the balance of extraordinary power cannot be rebalanced, the long years will be enough for the 'fat' stored in it to be exhausted, and it will not be able to break through the mist of spiritual tide as soon as it appears. The ground forms a canopy, absorbing the extraordinary power in the air.

But this 'poison' is too general.

Although people in this world have not established the theory of Feng Shui and do not understand bacteria and viruses, they also know that they should not live in low-lying ravines when traveling in the wilderness.

A magic plant. Mutated thorns.

No mana shield or death pendant can stop this spell-breaking blow.

Moreover, this world is not magical enough. There are no intelligent races such as elves and dwarves. The result of the relatively single species is human and non-human (monsters). The opposites are natural and clear.

The terrifying assassination is not just an enhanced version of the dart-like cone sting, the cone-shaped ray is also one of its abilities.

But this mutant thorn chose to protect some humans for unknown reasons.

Due to the terrifying combat positioning and spell-like abilities, the current Hei Luobo is not as good as its performance in person.

You must know that the Blood Moon Sect has a relatively good understanding of the composition of the mist, otherwise it would not be able to use the mist to form a miasma. Even Luo Bo did not notice it immediately and had turned the mist into a blood mist.

Because of their understanding, they all wear visors with air filtering functions like dust masks.

This kind of visor can also prevent toxic gases from being inhaled.

And their armor and clothes have all been treated with extraordinary treatment. Some of them are almost blessed with extraordinary coatings, and the better ones are made of magic weaving or simply magic weapons. It only takes some extraordinary power to maintain the barrier effect, and poisonous powder and the like can't do anything about it.

Therefore, when 'poisonous' was shouted out, these people's reactions were confused, and what they thought was that the sword was smeared with powerful toxins. After breaking through armor and armor and damaging the skin, the toxins take effect.

'Brush la la! 'The hand shield is presented.

As an ancient organization, the equipment is not just sophisticated, but has its own unique features.

Outsiders generally call it a strange-shaped weapon, thinking that its pretense is greater than its actual effect.

But in fact, people have enough time to train systematically and strive for excellence. Although the overall training period is long, the effect is first-rate. Ordinary people do not understand the insidiousness of this kind of extraordinary weapon. On the contrary, ordinary weapons are easily restrained by it.

It can be said that this ancient organization has dabbled in all aspects that can improve its strength, and then summarized a mature training process, and then produced and screened out thugs of various grades in batches.

One of the key points of the current batch is high adaptability.

Therefore, their weapons and equipment are complex and changeable to adapt to different combat needs.

But the method of fear is outside the routine, and the defense is still not enough to help them get back to a disadvantage.

"Gather!" The leader realized that the losses of the members had not been slowed down by the adjustment of strategies and tactics. Finally he could not bear the pressure and decided to give up the operation and save his strength.

But he did not dare to let the team disperse and escape individually.

There are likely to be multiple enemies. In this context, each of them escapes, and there is a high probability that they will be chased and killed one after another, resulting in heavy casualties.

However, this misjudgment directly caused Luo Bo to arrive in time.

It was going to be bright, but Luo Bo was like a big squid, bringing darkness wherever he went.

His hands were now caressing the swaying water, which was floating downwards like sliding, and formed ripples in the mist as he traveled faster.

And it is this ripple that stirs up darkness and changes the environment.

After being shrouded in this darkness, a feeling of horror began to grow in people's hearts, and the fear was constantly amplified and magnified, and then, waking nightmares began to appear.

This became the home of the Old Dominators.

Terror no longer needs to deliberately sneak, it wanders among the prey, becoming a part of the many unspeakable terrifying illusions in the eyes of these prey, and is responsible for turning the false attacks of the illusion into real harm.

This is the manifestation of the ability after acquiring the technical information and data of the Blood Moon Sect in Gushan Castle.

The extraordinary technology of the Blood Moon Sect is of the dark type, making it easier for old branches to digest.

"Take the blood pill and rush out!" The leader realized that the problem was serious and immediately started to use the strategy of burning the cauldron and sinking the boat.

If this strategy is not used, there may be a first-line upgrade, but if it is used, the team will be ruined immediately.

Blood pill is a typical evil product. During the manufacturing process, not only the vitality of living people is extracted, but also a part of the living soul is extracted and integrated into it to enhance the effect.

This is actually a compromise method where the life energy extraction technology is not up to par.

Of course, if the extraction technology is not up to standard, it is not simply a problem of the technology itself.

It also depends on the manufacturing cost of blood pills.

After all, it is a widely used magic potion, and the lives of most members are not that precious.

So, let the user use his own will to carry it, euphemistically calling it: Holy Refining.

In fact, it is similar to alcoholism + hallucinogens, which can cause addiction and irreversible mental damage.

But after a long illness, the Blood Moon Sect does have relevant technical means to hedge against this negative impact, but the effects vary from person to person, and at the maximum setting, there is still nearly 30% harm.

It is normal for a cult to have a low bottom line. This is also because the Blood Moon Sect is an ancient organization, and its technology is constantly updated and iterated. There are even more extreme ones than this.

On the other hand, as long as there are extraordinary effects, there are losers who screw up or have their lives screwed up, or gamblers who are willing to be guinea pigs, and they feel that they will be the ones who can get away with it.

But the old branch is exactly a master of playing with thinking, especially negative emotions. The famous loss value is the best explanation.

Already trapped in a fear trap, you try to use another extreme method of self-hypnosis to fight, fighting illusion with illusion, fighting poison with poison? This is indeed the way of thinking, but it is indeed a gamble. The bad thing is that it is self-defeating and helps the opponent to cheat oneself.

This time, it was like this. The Blood Moon Sect did not win the bet, but fell completely. Under the influence of Luo Bo and Terror's radiation, the soul mutated, and then the body deformed.

In this way, the slave beast was born.

The full name should be called Black Fern Slave Beast. Incorporated into plant characteristics, it has no fatal weakness except its aversion to sunlight, but it has another constant DeBuff, eternal hunger and thirst.

This is a physical and psychological addiction. The former can be alleviated by extracting various energies, while the latter requires Robo, who is a slave owner, to bestow spiritual power containing specific information to eliminate it. And superior units like Terror can inject spiritual power into it and relieve symptoms. Otherwise, the feeling of hunger and thirst will be many times more painful than blood thirst and drug addiction.

This is actually a curse of knowledge, a weight that the soul cannot bear, and this weight comes from the changes in the soul and body.

To put it in a more vivid way, someone is given inexhaustible money and forced to spend money like crazy. In the end, the person's mentality is completely lost and distorted in the expansion.

They are all forced gifts that are far beyond the endurance of his mind, but the one used by Luo Bo is more technically controllable.

The black fern looks like a mummy. Its skin is dull, rough and tough, like the skin of a rhinoceros. There is not much meat on the body, and the bones are clearly visible. It looks like a bunch of bean sprouts growing on its head, but these are always in bud. The leaves are black and purple, and the sunken eyes are shining with a strange fire-like light. No emotion can be read except endless hunger and thirst.

They basically retain their intelligence in life, but they appear neurotic, irritable, and crazy under the distortion of hunger and thirst.

Luo Bo raised his chin slightly towards Horror, and Horror understood what Luo Bo meant and started cleaning the battlefield with his slave beasts.

They suck the deceased into a residue that is not even suitable for flower fertilizer, and then disappear into the mist carrying utensils that the user can use and pay back.

They are still in the initial stage now, and they will expand into a huge family, with different forms and different characteristics, to better adapt to this new world.

At the same time, a catastrophe of devouring and destruction will begin that snowballs at first, and then breaks through a certain threshold, then spreads at a geometric speed.

This is the old plague.

These leg hairs are like their masters, their endless hunger will drive them to kill and grow, but their needs are more specific and easier to understand by mortals.

And Luo Bo is the only sanity of this group...

(End of this chapter)