Pretty Good

"This level of pollution is probably too much for even a typical B-rank spirit user to withstand, even with all their spiritual energy." Lansa thought in surprise. Neither the big dog nor this strange creature had the domain-like abilities of the Terror-level, but their danger level exceeded that of the Berserk-level.

"Damn it, why are those A Team members so slow? Did defeating that plant monster yesterday make them complacent?" Lansa thought to herself in distress.

Although none of these strange creatures meet the definition of "terrifying," their level of danger is roughly the same. Although there are more than thirty people here, if a full-scale war were to break out, most of them would probably be killed or wounded, given the terrifying infectiousness of the creatures.

Meanwhile, Captain Fred, lying on the ground in the distance, was also shocked. If he hadn't been quick enough to be hit by that clump of black mud, given that he had lost most of his protective aura, he probably wouldn't be in much better shape.

The next moment, Captain Fred sensed something was wrong and saw some small green tentacles that had somehow crept onto his body. Only then did he remember that the green creature had been attached to him before he was infected.

Zack's ability is that this green gel-like substance has a peculiar ability: it can ignore other people's protective aura. However, the original green gel-like substance was not offensive; it was just very sticky. Therefore, Zack's role has always been that of a long-range rescuer.

This made them forget how terrifying the strange creature sealed within Zack's spirit weapon had been. It was a berserk-level vine monster that had spread throughout a vast forest, and what was even more terrifying was its special ability to ignore spiritual light.

The spirit messengers at the time paid a heavy price to seal the strange vine and put it into the handle. Originally, they intended to make a lightsaber that could ignore spiritual light, but they ended up with a gelatinous substance that had no offensive power.

Now, those tiny green tentacles are slowly wriggling on Fred's body. Thank goodness, these little tentacles look so soft and weak, even though Fred doesn't have the strength to break them off now.

But did he dare? The horrific state of the previous person splattered by these fluids was still fresh in his mind. Fred could only stare wide-eyed as these tiny tentacles spread over his body. "Wait... they're crawling into my clothes!"

Unfortunately, these tentacles wouldn't obey Fred. Some of the smaller tentacles crept in from Fred's trouser leg, spreading along his hairy thigh and forward. Fred's eyes widened instantly, but he dared not move. What if he squeezed the thing to death and the juices came out?

So Fred could only try to relax his body, feeling utterly hopeless. Had he done something monstrous that deserved to be treated this way?

Lansa looked at the Twins opposite her, but she didn't know if it was just her imagination, but she suddenly felt that their bodies had become somewhat ethereal and more feminine than before. The next moment, an invisible wave surged out.

The spiritual light on the spirit envoy's body trembled wildly. Then, perhaps because he was standing too close, or perhaps because his body was too weak and his spiritual light was insufficient, the spiritual light on one of the C-level spirit envoys shattered into fragments and was directly confronted by the mental impact.

The next moment, the team member's eyes became cloudy and lifeless, and he charged directly into the crowd, at those who were still struggling to hold off the onslaught. "Hahaha, kill you all, kill you all!"

The Deformity Impact, the mental pollution version, those affected, if their will is not strong enough, will directly fall into madness, their mental will will be directly polluted and twisted.

"Kill him, damn it, all those are pollution-type skills, thank you weirdos are really disgusting." Lansa strengthened her aura protection and played the flute spirit weapon in her hand.

The beautiful music that originally came from the flute turned into an extremely disgusting and unpleasant sound after encountering the mental impact in the air. This was Lansa's spiritual weapon ability.

The flute can produce beautiful and ethereal music, which can lull those who hear it into a deep sleep. However, if the other party also possesses a wide-area propagation ability, the flute will turn into a crazy and unpleasant noise, negating the other party's ability.

Whether it was the gold coin impact from the giant golden dog earlier or the mental shock now, both are pollution abilities that spread over a wide area. This kind of ability is the most difficult to deal with, which is why Lansa, who has the ability to restrain this ability, was able to serve as the captain among so many members, despite being a woman.

The man who had been infected by the mental influx was stabbed by the other team members, but he no longer cared. His face was flushed, blood was gushing from his mouth, and he screamed madly, "Flying! This is so much fun! Hey... that's Zack..."

Before he died, his eyes darted around and somehow landed on Zack, and in his delirium, he blurted out, "Zack, your girlfriend is really great, everyone says so."

"Wh... what do you mean?" Zack was stunned, not understanding what the other person meant. But after the person finished speaking, he closed his eyes and died. Then Zack felt that the people around him were looking at him strangely.

The mental shock subsided, and the Twins' bodies solidified again, becoming more masculine. A mass of black sludge appeared out of thin air and lunged at the opposite side. The spirit messengers, who had witnessed the terror of this black sludge, quickly dodged.

The black sludge wasn't moving very fast, so it was relatively easy for the others to dodge it. However, the sludge's target wasn't them; it landed on a large tree stump. The next moment, the entire ground shook, and countless tree roots, like tentacles, emerged from the ground, binding and attacking everyone.

Seeing someone trying to attack the tree roots, Lansa quickly shouted, "Don't attack! Watch out for the sap!"

However, they were still a step too late. The opponent swung his long-handled axe, severing several tentacle-like tree roots. Black sap gushed out wildly, corroding the spiritual light on several nearby spirit envoys and splashing onto them.

The next moment, frantic screams erupted from their mouths as pieces of bark grew from their skin. They scratched their skin frantically, tearing off the bark, and what flowed out was no longer bright red blood, but dark green sap.

"Damn it, no one is allowed to attack the tree roots at close range. Split that wooden stake in half from a distance." Lansa's face was gloomy. Every spirit envoy was a valuable asset to the company, and now several of them had died. If the company investigated later, she would probably be in deep trouble. Of course, the most important thing now was to solve the current problem first.

One of the few B-rank spirit envoys in the team, his body radiating spiritual light, flew out his large cleaver, pierced through the tree roots, and cleaved the tree stump in two. The swinging tree roots gradually seemed to lose their strength and came to a stop.

The next moment, a cloud of black sludge shot out and hit a stopped spirit user, Zack, who was holding the handle.