Chapter 1214 - The Battle
Chapter 1214 The Battle
Where did this attack come from?
For a moment, the podling was utterly confused by the Scarlet Firestorm.
It had defended against all attacks from the fire adepts. So, where did this Firestorm come from?
The podling shook its body violently, spewing dense poison mist from its stem and screeching for its servants to attack the enemy. Meanwhile, most of its focus was spent on finding the concealed enemy.
In the face of the horde of sporepeople, swamp creatures, and the Fourth Grade Fungal Giant controlled by Fahssn, Greem once again leaped away with Fire Teleportation.
The moment he reappeared, Greem quickly cast his spells and directed a chain of fireballs at the podling.
When Greem’s subsequently rematerialized, it was evident that the layer of golden flames around him had thinned slightly.
The podling was undoubtedly the happiest to have been able to achieve this outcome with Fahssn’s sacrifice.
However, it had no idea that the moment Greem cut off his tail and escaped, the shadow he projected on the floor had also vanished without a trace. That shadow had silently merged into Fahssn’s shadow.
The three violent waves of power from Fahssn, the podling, and Greem reverberated and echoed in the hall, affecting Fahssn’s spiritual senses. Otherwise, as a Fourth Grade, he would never have missed even the smallest of energy fluctuations within a hundred meters of himself.
Moreover, Fahssn was only a Third Grade sporeperson who had taken control of a Fourth Grade Fungal Giant.
This parasitic takeover had provided him with powerful regeneration and the unique powers of the Fungal Giant, but he still could not compare to an actual Fourth Grade.
At the very least, Fahssn’s Spirit was only at the level of a Third Grade!
Having lost a portion of his power, Greem could not attack as recklessly as he had before.
He started to move around, dodging the podling’s myriad attacks while evading Fahssn’s unusual entangling vines. Every time he appeared, he would only have a minimal amount of time to launch an offensive.
The slightest hesitation or pause would cause him to become entangled by Fahssn and struck by the podling.
Apart from physical attacks, the podling was also steadily spreading out parasitic spores that could not be seen with the naked eye. Unfortunately, such attacks could not escape the Chip’s scans. A simple defensive fire spell kept all those spores at bay.
All spores were afraid of fire. As long as they approached Greem, the spores were incinerated by an invisible barrier of fire. They could not even touch his sleeve.
The attacks of these parasitic spores had failed–when they had always worked before–and the podling had no choice but to resort to clumsy physical attacks.
The two forces continued to battle violently in the narrow space, not concerned with how their attacks would devastate their surroundings. This reckless fighting brought about unimaginable calamity to the sacred land.
The ground quaked and the rocks crumbled.
The entire underground space was collapsing violently. Giant boulders fell from above as tunnels and passages were buried under the stones. The sacred land was gradually being reduced to ruins from the fighting, devouring thousands of sporepeople lives in the process.
The three Fourth Grades continued battling in the Spore Hall, unconcerned with the changes outside. They were trying their best to inflict as much damage as they could on their enemy.
Finally, being forced to avoid a falling boulder, Greem was once again restrained by Fahssn’s wildly growing vine hands.
Upon seeing such an excellent opportunity, the podling immediately waved its thick stem and smashed at Greem at howling speed, with no concern about accidentally injuring Fahssn.
Greem suddenly lifted his head and smiled at the palm swinging at him.