OBS Chapter 348: Rejection from the Plane
Chapter 348: Rejection from the Plane
"..."
The Gith man who had previously blocked Zack and prevented him from acting impulsively had a strange expression on his face.
However, he did not hesitate for too long, as he decided to reveal the predicament faced by the Gis people to the god of the good camp in front of him.
"Your Highness Iris, our race actually lost its fertility for a period of time after the fall."
The goddess holding the short bow almost stumbled.
Iris turned her head and looked at Zack and the little girl who was held horizontally by a sturdy Gis man with an ambiguous look.
“Your Highness, the biggest difference between us and the Githzerai is that we don’t care about the glory of the Gith people’s past.
The outside world believes that the Githyanki are inherently evil creatures;
But in fact, we are just more willing to follow our heart when it comes to survival choices.”
The old, hunched-over Ghis man stepped over a raised rock, an action that nearly caused him to lose his balance.
He calmed down for a while before continuing.
“As you can see, I am nearly twelve thousand years old;
Our leader, the new master, Volkan, is older than I am.
Maybe within a thousand years, we will meet the end of the lifespan of the Gith.
So after the Githzerai left, we began trying to create life—
Rather than retaking Sidewind Keep, we hope that the bloodline of the Gith can continue.
There is nothing shameful about biological instincts, right..."
Iris said nothing, but led the way quietly.
The old Giss's thoughts were somewhat similar to her feelings when she conceived Lian in order to save Xiling's life.
“The first generation of newborns, Zach and his parents, had a very short life cycle.
In less than twenty years, their bodies began to age rapidly.
Fortunately, a Gis couple left Zack and her sister behind before they died.
Although Zach is already over 20 years old and hasn’t shown any physical abnormalities, his sister is now…”
Iris used her divine perception to once again scan the Gis girl with a faint breath of life.
She knew what was going on.
The condition of the Gis girl was almost exactly the same as the problem Xiling was facing at that time.
"The rejection reaction of the plane..."
The elven goddess holding the short bow muttered inaudibly.
"Your Highness, I didn't hear what you said clearly..."
Turning her gaze back to the front, Iris spoke without turning her head.
"I mean, this shouldn't be a common treatment that can cure the disease...
To be precise, her problem has nothing to do with illness.”
……
The mushroom man looks like a giant mushroom with hands and feet.
But strictly speaking, they are not animals and do not have any independent consciousness.
Mushroom people are special mutants in the mushroom group. When the expansion of mushrooms is hindered or the group is threatened;
Some mushrooms that are saturated with nutrients begin to grow movable hands and feet, playing the role of guardians.
The myconids' melee ability is very poor. After all, they are just plants, and there are no druids behind them to cast spells and control their movements.
But mushroom people are not someone to be trifled with.
They are gifted with terrifying spell-like abilities that amplify the mushroom's own toxins to the same degree as high-level spells.
For example, the mushroom man that Alvin and his team are facing now evolved from a hallucinogenic mushroom that would cause one to see a small theater after eating it.
Dust-like spores were squeezed out from its body, and under the push of air pressure, ripples were created in circles.
As for the effect, it can be seen from the orc who is now drooling, has a dull look in his eyes, and shouts incoherently that he doesn't want the black girl.
"Oh no, Lord Ivan! Those spore dusts have hallucinogenic effects!
Your friend has fallen into the myconid's illusion, we must leave immediately -
Hey! Sir Ivan, what are you doing?
Do you want to... go out in the wild?
Um... that place... that place is not allowed..."
Looking at Nimia who was also trapped in the illusion, Alvin frowned with a strange expression as if he had eaten expired yogurt.
What is this?
Please, can your fantasy be a little more serious...
Also, before Nimia reminded him, he had already breathed in several large mouthfuls of spore dust.
Why haven't I started to see the pretty lady yet...
Feeling bored, Alvin focused his attention on the black shadow that was getting closer and closer.
He did not have the dark vision unique to underground creatures, nor did he have the low-light vision that orcs and elves had.
Fortunately, the glowing mushrooms on the ground provided light, so that Alvin, a human, would not be left groping in the dark.
"Isn't this just a large mushroom?"
Calculating the distance between him and his opponent, Alvin threw out a [Colorful Ball], intending to test the opponent's strength.
As a result, this spell containing special powers was like a spell that immobilized the mushroom people.
The tall black shadow with underdeveloped legs and feet became stiff the moment it was hit by the magic ball.
Then, under the influence of inertia, he fell forward to the ground - pressing the hollow ear that was trapped in the illusion underneath.
"Ah! Miss Nimia, you are so small, how come you weigh more than ten orc girls..."
The empty ear, who was not sure what illusion he was experiencing, told a story that made Alvin blush.
After easily knocking down the mushroom man, Alvin walked forward and cast a healing spell at the two-dimensional orc who was constantly twisting under the mushroom man.
A familiar shout rang out in the silent cave.
Then, a horrible scream was heard.
I don’t know how long it took, but Alvin and the two who had regained consciousness looked at the big mushroom that had fallen to the ground.
"Sir Aiwen, did I do something unforgivable just now..."
Nimia squatted on the ground with an unnatural expression, looking unbelievable like a dark elf who was known for his open style.
"Clam?
You just stood there motionless, doing nothing."
Not wanting to expose anyone's shortcomings, Alvin stood aside with an unnatural expression.
Of course, the more unnatural expression must be the lisping.
He hid behind the two of them, with his hands hanging down, intentionally or unintentionally covering his pants.
"Nemia, this thing... do you guys eat it too?"
Alvin reached out and touched the motionless mushroom. If this mushroom was used to stew chickens, it would probably take up the entire chicken farm.
"A mushroom eater?
Uh... when food is scarce, there are indeed some higher-ranking professionals who hunt mushroom people for food...
And it’s delicious…
It’s just that hunting is really too difficult…”
After the dark elf with bloodshot eyes said this, he seemed to be worried that Ivan would misunderstand that they would eat intelligent creatures, so he hurriedly tried to make amends in a hurried tone.
"Anyway, mushroom people don't have souls like animals do. They are just mushrooms that move...
We don’t eat humans, we really don’t…”