This dungeon has mushrooms growing on it.

Chapter 662, Section 661. Blocked
"That Puji...why...?"

Gini's consciousness was shattered by the backlash from the sword heart, and she could not even control her body. She could only let the other cultists carry her away.

No wonder she was caught off guard.

Mental magic users are rare to begin with, and even when they do encounter one, they can mostly only passively resist the power bestowed by the goddess and barely protect themselves.

Such a swift and fierce counterattack, it's almost like that of the dead sword saint!

At this moment, Ginny couldn't even concentrate on thinking about it because she saw them.

In a daze, those faces emerged from the void, one after another, layer upon layer, surrounding us.

There were elderly people, children, men, and women—all people she knew, all people she had personally offered sacrifices to.

They stood in that hazy halo at the edge of her consciousness, like a reflection rising from the water, becoming clearer and clearer.

Some people frowned in confusion.

Some people clenched their fists in anger.

Someone was staring at her with empty eye sockets.

The sounds started softly, as if muffled by a thick layer of water, but gradually became clearer, sharper, and more piercing, tormenting Jinny's already fragile spirit.

"Gini...why?"

A voice pierced through all the noise.

The voice was so familiar, so familiar that she couldn't help but tremble.

In the grayish-white halo, stood a boy. His face was still so clear, so young, as if he had been frozen at the age of seventeen forever.

Kod, my childhood sweetheart.

"Gini, why?"

His voice was soft, without blame, just a simple inquiry.

She wanted to speak, to explain, but her body could only utter vague murmurs.

Corde...

This is... the only way to save your soul...

……

“Gini.”

"Gini!"

The calls pulled Ginny back to reality. She opened her eyes, and her vision was first filled with a blurry halo, which then gradually coalesced into two faces.

Crescent Moon's fluffy cat face was full of worry, and her eyes were even a little red, while the High Priest... the High Priest always had that gentle look.

The high priest cupped her face in his hands, which glowed with a milky white spiritual light that seeped into her forehead, picking up the fragments of her shattered consciousness one by one and carefully piecing them back together.

"High Priest...enemy...pfft..."

“New Moon has already said everything,” the High Priest gently comforted her. “Focus your thoughts on yourself first, try to recall your past, remember who you are, remember those important things. This will help heal the wounds in your soul.”

Under the guidance of the high priest, Ginny gradually regained her composure.

The high priest then withdrew her hand, stood up, and walked towards the ceremony that was already prepared and waiting for her to preside over, which was not far away.

Meanwhile, the believers began to take action.

Some people walked toward the ceremony, knelt at the point of sacrifice, and bowed their heads to pray silently.

Another group gathered around the crescent moon to block any enemies that might follow, and to ensure that the ceremony was not disturbed.

"My Lord, please protect us."

As the new moon prayed, a black mist spewed from the tip of her staff. The mist adhered to the new moon's own body and then spread to every follower behind her, enveloping them from head to toe.

The scent disappeared, the magical fluctuations disappeared, the sound disappeared, and all information that could potentially reveal their whereabouts was swallowed up by the black mist.

Once they were ready, they left their hiding place. ...

On the other side, Lin Jun and the Sword Saint, who had already located the hiding place of the Hand of Destruction, did not rush over.

It would be very difficult to wipe them all out with just two combat units.

On a patch of uninhabited bacterial carpet that had spread out, a large number of puffs were emerging one after another.

Meanwhile, the Puji continued to spread spores forward, and under the influence of a large amount of magic, the fungal carpet advanced at a visible speed, inch by inch approaching the hiding place of the Hand of Death.

Seeing that the area had been packed with people in such a short time, the Sword Saint couldn't help but ask, "Is this alright? It's too big; it'll leave a lot of traces, won't it? What about Thirteen...?"

Although he didn't like Thirteen, they were still on the same side, so the Sword Saint wouldn't want anything to happen to him.

"It's alright, it's alright. Thirteen is a smart mushroom; she'll figure out a way to cover it up herself." Lin Jun's tone was full of trust in Thirteen.

Once everything was ready, the Sword Saint and the Lizardman Puppet led over a thousand Puji towards their hiding place.

The voice assistant, Puji, wrapped around the lizardman puppet's waist, kept chuckling softly throughout the journey, making the sword saint Puji very uncomfortable and unable to immerse himself in the role of punishing evil.

As they walked into a clearing in the woods, the ground beneath the Sword Saint's feet suddenly exploded!

Four dark figures emerged from the ground and attacked simultaneously from four directions: front, back, left, and right!

The unexpected attack caught not only the Sword Saint off guard, but even Lin Jun was caught off guard.

Not only that, Lin Jun was also surprised to find that her control panel was malfunctioning when facing these attackers!

Has the Hand of the Dead controlled the monsters in the mist?

This was the first thought that popped into Lin Jun's head.

The ambush was successful, and the timing of the sneak attack was perfect.

If the target is a lizardman puppet, then it's probably a success.

However, the cultists clearly intended to eliminate the most threatening Sword Saint, Puji, first, which meant they chose the wrong target.

Despite the sneak attack, Sword Saint Puji remained completely calm.

He kept his mushroom cap low, and his tentacles stretched out as his body turned, while his two longswords drew two arcs of sword energy as they spun.

[Wind Pressure Slash LV10]

The sword energy struck first, and the four heads flew up almost simultaneously.

Blood gushed from the severed necks. The four headless bodies remained in a charging posture, staggered forward a couple more steps, and then collapsed to the ground. Their weapons flew out of their hands and landed on the ground with a few muffled thuds.

However, the target of the sneak attack was not only the Sword Saint.

As Lin Jun's attention was focused on the gradually dissipating black mist on the corpses, more enemies burst out of the ground, and many of the puffs were killed before they could react.

Even the lizardman puppets were attacked.

The crescent moon leaped high, its staff tip pointing at the lizardman puppet.

A pair of large, rocky hands emerged from beneath the puppet's feet and suddenly slammed together.

The puppet shattered two fingers at the last moment, escaping being flattened, but its head was still injured.

The shattered scales and the sealing cloth wrapped around its head fell to the ground together.

Crescent Moon stared blankly at the lizardman puppet that had revealed its true form, momentarily forgetting her next move.

And this is just the beginning.

A voice she knew all too well came from the other side:

"Ha, I... will not give in..."

"Wait, where am I?"

"new moon?"

(End of this chapter)