Three days later.
"Damn it, did these guys guess what we were planning? Why are they just playing cards instead of discussing anything about dealing with Sheep People Village?" Tall Man said angrily as he looked over the scouting results.
He had never expected his opponents to remain still and simply drag things out with him.
"They're clearly so much stronger than us. Why aren't they taking the initiative to attack? Do they have that much time to spare? Aren't they afraid other powerhouses will surpass them?" the mage youth on the team asked.
"They must know about the changes in Sheep Village, which is why they're dragging things out with us. Since the Main Quest doesn't specify a time limit, they want to take this opportunity to wait longer. But they should know that the longer this drags on, the more dangerous it becomes for foreign invaders like us. The world consciousness has awakened. It will mobilize all its power to wipe us out," Tall Man said bitterly.
"But where are those powers? Why haven't I seen them? Those Sheep People only drove us out, that's all," the youth said in confusion.
The moment he finished speaking, a blade of Serrated Grass silently burrowed up beneath his feet and stabbed into his ankle.
A ripple flashed, and the grass was crushed into powder by his innate passive defensive spell.
"Huh? The grass here can eat people?" He lowered his head to look.
"This is bad! Move, now!" Tall Man looked down and saw the surrounding green grass growing wildly, sweeping toward them.
He suddenly remembered that this was Spore World.
Weren't plants the best hosts for spores?
The world's malice had revealed itself.
The five of them fled at once.
They relocated to a barren mountain.
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