685. Are there still living people on the Archipelago?

"Yo, Ke, you recovered pretty fast!" Gray looked at his partner, who had come back after only a week in bed, and greeted him casually. "Why are you wearing so much?"

"It's too cold. My Magic Rune doesn't have that burning ability of yours." Ke instinctively tightened his collar.

He had wrapped himself up completely to keep the Mycelium that had already spread to his limbs from showing.

Fortunately, he had not been parasitized for long, and the Mycelium had not climbed onto his face yet. Otherwise, there would have been no way to hide it at all.

During this time, he had frantically gathered information related to Mycelium parasitism.

However, the results disappointed him.

This parasitic Mycelium was different from every known parasitic method, and it had appeared for too short a time. The Empire simply had not had time to study a way to deal with it.

There were theoretically feasible methods, such as resurrection, the physical reshaping of Demon Descendants, or the effects of certain divine artifacts.

Ke had no ability to access any of them.

Even the easiest condition to meet, physical reshaping, required another Demon Descendant of at least Hall Level to willingly refine their own Magic Core into a tool for reshaping the body.

Just as he was at the end of his rope, a voice gave him another choice—

After exchanging pleasantries, Ke and Gray continued their work of rooting out the traitors in the city.

Waste Alley had been destroyed, but the traitors who spread the Spores had not all been caught. Instead, the situation grew worse and worse.

The city lord even had no choice but to transfer some manpower back to specifically search for and clear out the Mycelium inside the city, which made the fungus removal work outside even