This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 661, Section 660: Fear
It was seven days later when the Sword Saint, Puji, moved from the south to the north of Eleanor's territory.

The Sword Saint was very fast. The reason he had taken so long was not only because he had to avoid cities and crowds, but also because his boss had forced him to have a helper.

While passing through a city, the boss said, "By the way, this will come in handy." Then a riot broke out in the city's blood animal factory. A burly lizardman with a cloth wrapped around his head rushed out, followed by a group of pursuers. As a result, Sword Saint Puji had to run for quite a distance.

Although the lizardman was now wearing a cloak, the swordsman knew that beneath the cloak was a puppet body with mushrooms growing inside.

Sword Saint genuinely felt that many of the boss's abilities were quite strange.

It was only because the Mushroom Castle and Mushroom Garden appeared thriving and harmonious among multiple races that the Sword Saint had a basis for trust.

No one knows what special abilities this lizardman has, but the boss insisted on taking him along.

Moreover, according to the Sword Saint's observation, the strip of cloth wrapped around the head of this lizardman mushroom puppet should be a simple sealing tool.

As for what exactly was sealed, Elwayne didn't know, since he was a sword saint and not skilled in magic.

The Blademaster and the Lizardman Golem have searched several areas along the edge of the creep where there were traces of cultists, but they haven't found anything.

This is not surprising. Now that the Hand of Demise has been cornered, it will inevitably be more cautious than before, creating a lot of false clues to mislead potential trackers.

Unfortunately, Lin Jun, who was watching this area from the fungal carpet, wouldn't miss any information.

Although the exact location of the cult's stronghold is uncertain, we will eventually find it by searching each place they have frequented.

that's the truth.

……

Eleanor Territory, northern edge region.

A horned demon strayed from the main road, wandering through the forest every three steps while looking back every few steps.

After circling around several times and confirming that no one was following him, he quickly crawled into a small ditch.

There, the two remaining priests of the Hand of the Dead were waiting for him.

"Meow, how is it?" Crescent asked expectantly.

The horned demon cultist lowered his head with some guilt and shook it: "I've been staking out for several days, but that mushroom creature hasn't come out at all. I heard it did go out a few days ago, but we completely missed it."

Crescent Moon sighed and looked at the believers around her.

They were all lurking within Eleanor's territory, tasked with trying to contact the Mushroom Clan's followers.

Unfortunately, they all failed.

Ultimately, it was because this impromptu plan was too rushed.

Ginny, who was standing nearby, had expected this and comforted her, "Don't be discouraged. Let's go back and hold the ceremony first. Contact the Mushroom Clan. We can make plans after the ceremony."

Despite saying this, everyone knew that it was an internal sacrificial ceremony.

After the ceremony, it was uncertain how many believers would remain.

With even fewer people available, things will inevitably become more difficult.

But there were no other options.

Just then, from the entrance of the ditch came a series of sticky, disgusting, and terrifying overlapping sounds: "Heh heh, hiding here so furtively, what wicked things are you plotting?"

They even spoke in both human and demon languages ​​simultaneously, ensuring that everyone present, including the mushrooms, could understand.

"Who?!" The cultists hiding there drew their weapons and stared nervously at the entrance.

Puff puff—

The Sword Saint, with his tentacles resting on the hilt of his sword, was the first to enter.

He couldn't understand what his boss was thinking at all. It was a perfect opportunity for a sneak attack, but he had to try to "seize the initiative first." Then, the burly lizardman puppet walked in.

Upon seeing that figure, Crescent Moon's cat-like eyes widened in surprise, but she quickly calmed down, realizing that she was overthinking things.

"Could it be... the Mushroom Clan?" a follower whispered beside him.

"That mushroom clan member called Thirteen doesn't look like this, does it?" some people questioned.

It would be plausible if their recent attempts to contact the Mushroom Clan had attracted their attention and led them to come looking for them.

Gini sensed ill intent from the newcomers, but remembering the High Priest's expectations, she still spoke to the Sword Saint, "Are you from the Mushroom Clan? We mean no harm, we just want..."

Before he finished speaking, the heads of the two cult members on the outermost edge flew off.

Meanwhile, the sword saint Puji, standing on the moonlight, was already spinning as he slashed towards Jini.

The Sword Saint spent half his life hunting down cults. In his experience, whether it was the Hand of Death or any other cult, their opening remarks always implied conspiracy and trickery.

They're either trying to mislead people or stall for time; they're definitely up to no good.

After suffering a few minor setbacks, the young Elwin learned to be single-minded and that the safest course of action was to cut off their heads before they finished speaking.

Even though I've become a Puji now and don't have to be as careful as I was when I only had one life, I still retain this habit.

The words of cultists are not worth listening to!
Ginny hadn't expected a Puji to be so fast; the sword was closing in, but she had no time to defend herself.

In the moment of crisis, a giant rock hand emerged from in front of Ginny, and at the cost of half of its palm shattering, it delayed the Sword Saint for a moment, allowing Ginny to step back and adjust her posture.

Crescent Moon had been on high alert ever since the lizardmen entered, which allowed her to barely react during the surprise attack.

Before the stone giant could fully emerge from the ground, it was reduced to rubble by the sword energy.

The Sword Saint wanted to pursue, but Ginny had already raised her staff high.

"fear!"

An invisible wave spread out.

The scene before the Sword Saint changed, and he was back in the Elf's palace.

Inanna and Galadriel were rubbing its body from either side, but there were no smiles on their faces, they were staring at him coldly.

Alama, Lorenzo, Fifteen, and others—those who knew the Sword Saint—stood at the door, silently watching this scene.

Alama was also holding a document about the reincarnation of Puji.

Suddenly, a flash of sword light appeared, and the entire scene shattered.

【Kenshin (Counterattack against mental damage)】

As if struck by a heavy blow, Ginny leaned on her staff, blood gushing from her mouth and nose, and was pulled backward by the cultists around her.

The cat-man retreated hastily, using the stone walls to separate the two sides as much as possible.

The Sword Saint wasn't in a hurry to chase after them.

This is clearly a temporary base; his goal is to wipe out the Hand of the Dead as much as possible in one fell swoop.

With this body's tracking ability, these cultists can't escape. It's good to have them lead the way.

However, when he turned around, he found that the lizardman puppet was not moving.

Seriously? Is the boss afraid of psychological attacks?
The Sword Saint silently noted this possibility in his mind, and then tried calling out to his boss.

Lin Jun, who deliberately fell into the illusion of fear out of curiosity, felt her mushroom body being wrapped in slime and decomposed little by little, which strengthened her determination to destroy all evil slimes.

As for what constitutes an evil slime? All living slimes are evil!
(End of this chapter)