Chapter 342 – Chapter 342: The Mushroom Forest and the Pathfinder 4
No fuck, what the hell did I just see?
A crude machete that seems to be used when cutting vines in the jungle cuts off people’s throats. Even so, there was no such thing as a fountain of blood spurting out or a severed cross section being seen naked. It just looks like it’s foggy and blurry.
Aside from the fact that the machete is not even standing, is the cut section a kind of hallucination?
The body that has lost its head trembles on the floor with its breasts bobbing, and the severed head is sucked into a small lantern while being held by its hair.
“Is that that, witchcraft?”
“Yes. It doesn’t matter if the body is left unattended. It has been strengthened with magic and has tattoos, so it won’t be damaged until the search team retrieves it.”
The body of an Amazoness left empty on the ground with its neck empty. His body and appearance of her were perfect, so he almost fell in love with him, but thanks to the shaman next to him, he didn’t get upset. Like a beast attacking some prey, as soon as it was confirmed that it was incapacitated, it rushed at it and only tore off its head her.
I can feel Han Ye-ji and Song Ye-na’s emotions shaking unsteadily at that bizarre appearance. Because of her hallucinations of her, I could n’t see her muscles or bones of her, but how can I look at her with a kind gaze when she holds the severed head and thrusts it into the lantern.
“Hmm, I think I just need to catch five more of you.”
“What, what?”
“Finding a village. If it’s not enough, I’ll catch him and put him in there… I’ll keep moving.”
“Hee-ik-!”
She flicks her lantern a few times as if it were her soda bottle her, completely absorbing her severed head her. She makes eye contact with her head her screaming horribly from the inside, then she grins and moves her steps lightly.
The green light of the lantern shines brighter than before. And Shin Chang-min’s wet pants dance. It was a sight that naturally frowned, but there was not a single woman who cared.
As if she wanted to avoid entering the lantern as much as the future, she came out behind Shin Chang-min, who erroneously accelerated her steps.
“How is it, Constellation?”
“Hmm? Ah, well done. Your hands are so fast.”
“Hehe-“
Song Ye-na, who stood next to Shin Chang-min, who smelled like shit, had fluctuated emotions, but Han Ye-ji smiled brightly at my praise. The corners of her mouth her hang in her ears her, perhaps because she knows that she genuinely admires her her, not words from her mouth her.
A hand pointed to the waist like lightning, a body movement that accurately aims at the opponent from the side as soon as it is pulled out, and a rapid fire that continues with a flick of the wrist. Except for the fact that the pistol on her waist, she wasn’t a revolver, she was a perfect cowgirl, so I can’t help but admire her.
Of course, the female warrior of this Amazoness village also kidnaps men and protects the village, so her body her has been strengthened. She was swifter than the beast, and a powerful body attacked from behind her, and she did not notice it in advance, but she struck it the moment her opponent attacked.
‘At this level, I don’t have to worry about Wisdom.’
Even if she has talent, as long as she is on the obscure side, if her intelligence her is this good, then the rest is needless to say.
In the mushroom forest, the only sounds I can hear are me and Shin Chang-min’s footsteps his. The other incarnations walk lightly without even hearing the sound of footsteps, perhaps because they have a silencer instead of an insole.
A forest that feels darker than a normal forest, perhaps because the large mushroom cap blocks the sunlight. Seeing all the large and small mushrooms standing there, it feels like walking through a maze of pillars. Or the iron ball in a pinball or pachinko machine.
“Hmm…, The search is smoother than I thought.”
“Isn’t it nice if things go smoothly?”
“Yeah, but you have to think about the slightly worse side as well.”
As they were walking around like that, the shaman and Song Ye-na started talking. Shin Chang-min panting and making all sorts of noises, probably from exhaustion, but the two women walking in front of him are talking peacefully without footsteps or breathing, so I feel something different.
“They’re thorough guys who have been hiding the facts of the crime, let alone the location of the village, until now. But it’s strange when the location is determined just because they caught one.”
“As you said earlier, you need to catch at least four people.”
“If you’re lucky, four, if not five. If it’s not enough, I was considering Shin Chang-min’s head… It wasn’t something that could be solved with only two people.”
I pay attention to the small voice in front of me without even realizing it. A bit heinous conversation with Shin Chang-min’s hesitant moans as a chorus. I thought that six of them, including the spare Shin Chang-min head, would activate the guide’s magic, but the direction was already specified with one head.
Since the magic of the lantern could not have been strengthened several times for no reason, the answer is that the magic of the village has weakened.
I can’t even predict if it’s due to coincidence, because it’s in the mushroom forest and resources are running out, or if there’s a discord between the apocalypse and the village.
“So, to predict the worst direction in advance…, The tribesmen who obtained the information in some way abandon the village and leave.”
“But there is a hut called the Sanctuary in the village?”
“Because I don’t know if the place is sacred, or if the items stored in it are sacred. You can notice the siege of the incarnations and escape with only the treasure of the tribe.”
“What’s a good projection?”
“At least the situation where the village’s power goes down due to the deterioration of the relationship between the apocalypseist and the tribe?”
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There was no jinx that said if you had a bad feeling, it would fit. There was no such thing as the cliché in a certain movie, where as soon as we said we had a bad feeling, the tribe imprisoned us with a massive spell, or abandoned the village and ran away.
This is not a bad thing, but rather a good, unexpected thing.
“What’s the situation?”
“… I don’t know either.”
Mushrooms that were forming the forest now have bare legs and walk on two feet. I don’t know whether to call it a mushroom tree version of a tree giant or a mushroom-shaped monster.
Huge mushroom giants that stomp and scatter spores from their caps with each step. Naked men rolling around on the floor laughing as if they were drunk with spores, or running like beasts here and there. Even dark-skinned natives who squeak, whether they’re trying to catch men or are sexually aroused. Is the hallucination of a person who has taken drugs like this?
Not only the witch doctor and Song Ye-na, who took the lead, but also Shin Chang-min, who was rambling as if being led to a slaughterhouse, watched the mess with his mouth open.
“There, there – uh!”
“Uh-ha, a-ha-ha! Mushroom punch! Mushroom punch!”
“Idiot, that’s a kick~”
A native holding two men, one in each hand, is run over by a mushroom giant and blown away. Seeing that they don’t even step on men, they don’t attack people, but what if they get kicked by wandering around?
Seeing the native holding his chest and rolling on the floor, the guide shaman jumped up and ran with her eyes shining. A swinging machete, a head soaring into the air. A man’s head is eaten by a lantern right in front of his eyes, but the men lying on the floor just laugh and flirt.
The shaman, who did not even pay attention to the men and the bodies of the natives bouncing on the floor, shakes the lantern once again.
“This is true, why are fairies here… ?”
“Are you a fairy?”
Song Ye-na’s question after catching the sorcerer’s self-talk. But the sorcerer does not answer and quietly raises the lantern over her head. Then, having accepted her second victim, the lantern shines a gloomy green light even brighter.
Not forward, but upward.
“Oh, there are real fairies!”
A green light aimed almost vertically upward, as if indicating a direction, illuminates the non-walking mushroom tree like a search light. A green light that shines round the mushroom pole like a spotlight.
Then, a small whispering voice was heard, and a small silhouette appeared above the round lights.
Fairies with translucent wings like dragonflies, wearing shorts and shirts woven from leaves. It looked exactly like the one I had seen in the black sorcerer’s hut.
“Aren’t those fairies living in the primeval forest? Are there fairies in this mushroom forest?”
“No. If there were fairies living in this forest, the moment an illegal guide or something broke into the interior ignoring the Environmental Protection Act, the city would be in an uproar.”
“That means… ?”
“Yes. I don’t know why, but it seems that the fairies that appeared in the city attacked this place instead of returning to the primeval forest.”
Given this uproar, it’s understandable that the magic that protects the village is broken.
If you face a mushroom that is as small as 3m and as large as 10m, it’s a witchcraft and nabal, and the shabby wooden fence will be smashed.
It is a spell that can deceive people’s perception, make it invisible, and block magic and scientific scans, but it seems that it could not block the physical force of the mushroom giant, which moves in all directions without regularity due to its weight in tons .
“But why does the lantern show the fairy and not the village?”
“… I guess the fairies blew the whole village away.”
“To?!”
Well? You didn’t stop the mushroom giant?
