This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 327, Section 326: The Oath of the Ark
The city in the trees, on the edge of Ishildorin.

The elven mage Serdan, who had once killed the scout Puji with lightning, crossed the old and decaying wooden bridge and arrived at an abandoned wooden house.

A wall formed by intertwined branches silently slid open to reveal an entrance. Serdan slipped inside and descended the spiral staircase inside the giant tree, eventually pushing open a stone door disguised as a rock wall and entering the familiar hidden chamber.

The Grand Mentor and other core members were already waiting here; everyone's voices and faces were blurred.

As soon as Serdan entered, he asked, "The Rangers have been keeping such a close watch lately, and they summoned me here at this time... It can't be good news, can it?"

The elf closest to him silently raised his chin and pointed to the stone platform in the center of the secret chamber.

Serdan looked in that direction and saw a clear crystal shimmering with a faint light.

He recognized it as a simpler one-way receiver than a communication crystal, which would only flash like this when the corresponding item on the other end was crushed, until its built-in magic was completely exhausted.

“What does this mean?” Serdan asked, frowning.

“This means the first phase is progressing smoothly,” another elf replied in a low voice.

But Serdan knew in his heart that if everything went smoothly, he could simply return and report, and there was no need to use such a consumable signal crystal.

"Who went to carry out the confirmation mission?" Serdan pressed, a bad feeling already creeping into his heart.

"It's Pelagal."

Serdan's pupils suddenly contracted; the implication was clear that Perrager was not present.

"Why wasn't I told about this?!" he almost roared as he questioned.

“It was Perrager who specifically instructed me not to tell you,” the other person replied. “He said if you knew, you would definitely insist on going with him.”

"So he dumped me and then just went in all by himself?!" Serdan was trembling with anger and suddenly turned to rush out.

"Where are you going?" The elf beside him grabbed his arm.

"Where else can we go? Let's go to the dungeon and rescue that arrogant idiot!"

“Seldan, don’t do anything foolish.” The Grand Master, who had been silent until now, finally spoke. His voice was not loud, but it reached everyone’s ears clearly. “If the situation is not dangerous, Perragal can come back on his own. If even he can’t handle it… going there will only be a pointless death for you.”

“But are we just going to give up on him like this?!” Seldan clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force. “He did this for the ‘Oath of the Ark’!”

“That’s exactly why!” The Grand Master gazed at him, his eyes also filled with heavy pain. “Our mission now is to ensure that his sacrifices are not in vain.”

The Grand Master then summoned an elf and instructed her to immediately monitor the movements in the direction of the dungeon and pay close attention to any unusual activity of anyone entering or leaving recently.

He surveyed the room, and every member felt the resolve in his eyes: "Gentlemen, I hope you all understand that sacrifice is inevitable. Everything must prioritize the plan, even if it is I who has to sacrifice one day."

The Grand Master patted Seldan on the shoulder, and then the topic shifted to the latest surveillance array.

Serdan clenched his fists for a long time before his violently heaving chest gradually calmed down. He suppressed all his anxiety and grief and silently prayed for Pelag.
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"For the Oath of the Ark!"

Inside the secret chamber, the elves, their faces shrouded in shadow, chanted slogans in unison, as if performing some solemn ritual.

Then, they all turned their heads in unison, casting their gazes on the only silent figure—Peragher.

"Why aren't you speaking?" a voice demanded.

Pelagal remained unmoved: "You... are not companions." "Pelagal, what nonsense are you talking about?" The surrounding elves stepped aside, revealing the "Grand Master" behind them, who always wore a veil and a bamboo hat.

“You’re not the Grand Master either.” Perragel suddenly stepped forward and ripped off the veil!

What was revealed below was not a face at all, but a blue mushroom cap.

Lin Jun: "..."

No, this time the formal pleasantries hadn't even started, how did they see through it?!

After successfully infiltrating the dream and stealing the two key pieces of information, "The Oath of the Ark" and "The Great Mentor," almost all subsequent attempts at mental intrusion failed.

Even now, despite his best efforts to control all the "NPCs" in the dream, Perrager remains as solid as a rock, unable to glean any information from them.

Is this guy's heart made of iron?!

……

In the dungeon, Perragal slowly awoke. His body was now extensively covered by white mycelium, clearly indicating he had been parasitized.

He glanced at Louisa, who was guarding him, and a few puffies, and spat in disgust: "Despicable demons! And those useless forest rangers!"

Clearly, by combining lizardmen, half-demons, and vampires, Perragal has misjudged Lin Jun as a demonic force that has infiltrated the dungeon from the outside world.

“Peragol, explain why you’re spreading ‘madness’?” the voice puji asked.

Before Perrager could respond, the little pig nearby instinctively shuddered.

Seeing that the elf kept his lips tightly shut and refused to speak, a pale white mushroom suddenly burst out of his chest!

"Ugh!" The excruciating pain made him groan, but instead of begging for mercy, his eyes flashed with an even fiercer and more resolute light: "You demons, don't even think about getting anything from me!"

He bit down hard, a soft "crunch" sound coming from his mouth. The little pig reacted quickly, rushing forward and forcefully prying open his jaw: "He's hiding poison in his mouth!"

Holy crap! This is the first time I've ever seen someone attempt suicide!

What is this? It makes me sound like a heinous villain, while you, the one spreading madness everywhere, are the hero who sacrificed yourself for the greater good?!

"Press him onto the fungal carpet!" Lin Jun immediately ordered.

Without hesitation, the pig pressed the already vomiting black blood and struggling Pelagel firmly onto the wriggling fungal carpet.

The fungal carpet connected with the hyphae within his body, and a massive amount of magical power surged in, rapidly transforming into skills!
[Toxin Resistance LV8]

The excessively violent and direct infusion brought far more pain than usual, and the conscious elf let out a groan of even greater agony than before!

Not only that, a little dog quickly brought over the antidote and healing potion, and without thinking twice, pried open his mouth and poured the liquid down his throat.

wanna die?

Think beautiful!
Meanwhile, seeing the elf's health bar gradually stabilize, Lin Jun decided not to give him a second chance.

Hallucinogenic spores quickly filled the cell, and Perragal soon fell into a deep coma amidst the dense cloud of spores. (Next chapter in 10 minutes)

(End of this chapter)