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

Chapter 390 Mycelium of Despair
The left hand holding the pure black slime sword turned into a shadow the next moment.

In an instant, ten sword shadows slashed down almost at the same time.

【Ten Flashes】!
Poof! ! !

The feeling of cutting flesh, bones and muscles was transmitted to Rhodes' hand along the sword body, accurately.

The human body in front of me was like a puppet that had lost its traction string, frozen in place. Then, starting from the head, the flesh broke apart and rolled to the ground piece by piece.

however.

This was only an ordinary fourth-level dark elf about 1.7 meters tall, not the three-meter-tall seventh-level warrior just now.

"Oh? [Castling Trick]?"

Rhodes easily dodged an arrow that was heading straight for his face, and casually chopped down a soldier who attacked from the side. He looked up at the seventh-level mage who was still casting a spell in the distance.

Next to the mage was the seventh-level warrior who had just exchanged two blows head-on.

At this moment, he was half-kneeling on the ground, with half of the golden sword stuck in his neck and bleeding. He gritted his teeth gloomily, with a hint of fear on his face.

"The response has been good."

Rhodes praised him, and the next moment he disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again, he was already in front of the seventh-level spellcaster, holding a long sword as black as ink in his left hand, and the gust of wind blowing in his face was so sharp that it was frightening.

The spellcaster was a beautiful female dark elf. Faced with the sudden attack, her eyes widened in fear.

His hands were quite quick, and he quickly cast a defensive spell - a wall of steel.

The defector Atticus had mentioned before that after becoming a sorcerer, their spells were fixed within the scope allowed by the Demon Grand Duke. Although this saved them the trouble of preparing for spellcasting, they also lost the possibility of growth.

The sorcerer in front of him used many amplification spells, but no attack skills.

It is very likely that she is in a supporting position.

Kaz——

The steel wall burst into fierce sparks, and the sharp sound of cutting hit everyone's ears.

The strong spiritual power brought with it a sharp sword wind, which tore apart the spell shield on the caster and one of her arms.

"Uh-huh!"

She groaned, without even screaming.

Even dark elves whose souls are controlled have a basic sense of pain.

Rhodes took advantage of the situation and rushed forward.

His right hand turned into a claw and stabbed into the cut of the broken arm, and blood gushed out wildly.

The fighting spirit of the fungus warrior was slightly revealed on his arms.

The power of [Mycelium of Despair] then poured into her body.

This time, the opponent could no longer bear it and let out a shrill scream.

The dark elf warrior next to him roared and charged forward with an anxious look on his face.

Rhodes sneered and stomped his left foot on the ground.

【War Trample】!
The land, which was a mixture of soil and rocks, immediately cracked like a spider web, and the spiritual energy carrying a strong shock hit the warrior first.

This skill is enhanced by [Heavy Spirituality], making it even more effective.

The dark elf looked stunned and his whole body was shaking violently.

After being knocked away by the impact, he couldn't even stand steadily and fell down on his butt.

The female spellcaster beside him suppressed her screams in pain, took out a dagger from her chest, and stabbed it fiercely at Rhodes' neck.

Ding--

The dagger broke with a sound.

The sharp blade touched his skin, but not even a white mark appeared.

['Mycelium of Despair' was used successfully.]

[Target: Pamela Nightfall]

[Level: Mid-Level Seven]

[The target's soul is blocked by the Purgatory Altar and cannot build 'Hydra']

【Additional skill effects:
1. Desperate soul;
2. Draw on vitality;

3. Summon the evil spirit;
4. Despair Realm (conditions not met).

oh?
There are actually additional skill effects.

Rhode reviewed the details and understood all the unclear points. First, the sclerotium.

This thing is similar to a parasite. After the mycelium parasitizes the body, it will provide mycelium to the caster while absorbing the energy of the possessed person.

The sclerotium is a concentration of spirituality, magic, origin and soul power, and it is very beneficial when consumed.

Then there are the effects of additional skills.

The "Desperate Mind" will make creatures feel unprecedented despair and fear, and fall into deep self-blame, regret and despair.

'Life force absorption' is easier to understand.

The interesting part is the third point, 'Summoning the Evil God'.

This so-called evil god is not referring to anyone, but the caster, that is, Rhodes himself.

Rhodes can go through the guys who are bent over by the [Mycelium of Despair] and reach where they are!

of course.

This summoning also has a time limit, and he can come and go freely.

As for the 'area of ​​despair' where the conditions were not met, no reason was given.

"Let her go."

The strong dark elf stood up from half-kneeling not far away and said in a cold voice.

Rhodes could hear the concern and submission in his words.

Ok?
Doesn't he want this female spellcaster to die?

He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Are you afraid of death? I heard that your souls are in the [Blood Rebirth Pool] of the Grand Duke of Purgatory and can be resurrected infinitely. What is there to be afraid of?"

The dark elf tore off the tattered armor hanging on his body and took a deep breath.

"Every time we die, our memories diminish, and our sense of autonomy as individuals weakens. The more we die, the more we become like soulless puppets. She cannot die again."

Just as Rhode was about to speak, the female spellcaster he was holding started cursing:

"Coward! Do you know what you're saying?! Do you want to betray the will of the Grand Duke?! You traitor! Do it now! Kill this bastard human!"

But the strong dark elf shook his head and lowered his hands dejectedly:
"Pamela, how long has it been since the Grand Duke contacted us? The battle for the blood drops in Purgatory is far more brutal than any of us imagined. Can the Grand Duke survive the complete refining?"

"That's not your turn to think about it! Idiot! Kill this man!!"

Rhode sneered: "What are you talking about?"

With a snap, he broke the neck of the spellcaster in his hand.

Then he suddenly turned to the side to avoid it.

Almost at the same time.

A black-gold war hammer smashed down in front of him almost touching his face, and the surging spiritual energy was dragged into a blue airflow, extremely powerful.

With a loud bang, the ground cracked and then exploded.

Suddenly, a cloud of dust rose up in the sky.

"A mere [Voice Phantom], you don't think I've been fooled, do you?"

Where the smoke and dust spread, Rhodes easily jumped out with the smoke trailing behind him.

Where the strong dark elf had been just now, there was only a snowflake-like figure shining with illusory magical light.

Throw away the body in your hand like a rag.

Then he watched as the dark elf warrior slowly emerged from the smoke with a gloomy face.
Rhodes clenched his right hand into the air.

The broken sword that was still inserted into the opponent's neck began to take effect due to the [Recognize the Master] skill, and it drilled into the muscles of the seventh-level warrior with a crackling sound.

More than half of it had already penetrated the flesh, and now it was completely immersed in it.

The other party groaned, and the viciousness in his eyes deepened.

"Ranger Rod, you're even more formidable than I thought. As expected, I should have dealt with you first, not the Tooth Fairy."

Rhodes raised his eyebrows.

The Tooth Fairy Rosalia was supposed to appear at the engagement party, but she was never seen.

Furthermore, after the incident occurred, Rhode immediately notified her using the [Chain of Far Words], but she still hasn't responded.

It seems that the so-called assassination team is mainly targeting her. After all, she is the only seventh-level person in Quartz Town.

The dark elves are indeed very good at hiding and disguising themselves.

If he hadn't caught a glimpse of the disguised scent from Aidan's body at close range, perhaps all their plans would have been successful.

(End of this chapter)