The swarm of insects walking in front made dense noises under their feet. These second-level insects had no interest in the fights between low-level beasts.
As long as they were not disturbed, nothing seemed able to interrupt their march.
Looking at the three-headed beast in front of her that was bigger than two humans, Fran meowed fiercely and then jumped up.
Her body was changing rapidly in the air, and the blood that originated from the mycelium ecosystem was awakening rapidly.
In just two or three seconds from the time she jumped up to the time she landed, Fran's body expanded several times in an unreasonable way, more like a tiger with a strange fur color than a cat.
Fran fell to the ground and let out a low roar from her throat.
At this moment, she looked very scary, a very common kind of ferocious beast. The only problem was that her head was a little tilted, as if she was avoiding something invisible at her neck.
Surrounded by many confused and low-energy beasts, Fran and the three wolves fought each other.
Even though she possessed a mind similar to that of a human, and even though she could think calmly about problems, Fran still chose to strike hard and fiercely among these strange beasts that followed their instincts.
Here, no reasoning is useful. The only way to avoid being bullied is to defeat other beasts.
Two huge balls of fur rolled on the ground. As the best among the first energy level, this three-headed wolf did not have any common animal skills like venom, it was just good at fighting.
Sometimes it and Fran would pounce together to think, sometimes they would chase each other in circles, and sometimes they would crash into the surrounding trees, causing the strangely colored leaves to fall one by one.
The green cocoon beasts at the back of the group slowed down their pace, following the main force while observing the battle here.
Soon, the battle was decided.
Although the three wolves had three heads, Fran's nimble body was always moving around, making it difficult for the other wolf heads to take care of themselves, and there were even several obvious collisions.
Under the collision between each other and Fran's attack, the three wolves entered a state similar to concussion, and the reaction of their whole body became somewhat slow.
Delayed attack! Fran used a delayed attack!
With such unethical moves, Fran finally won the victory, although there is no such thing as martial ethics between strange beasts.
One of the front paws stepped hard on the heads of the three wolves. Fran looked around with her only head. The surrounding strange beasts lowered their heads and dared not look at Fran due to the instinctive pressure in their blood.
Seeing that there were no other challengers, Fran raised her head and walked in front. The three wolves lay on the ground groaning for a while, then got up by themselves.
Although the position of the boss is no longer secure, there is no problem in being the second in command.
The team continued to move forward, and nothing seemed to have changed.
The herd marched for several hours, and Fran, who was walking in front of the green cocoon beast, felt a lot of pressure.
This is not a good thing to continue. The leader of the cannon fodder is still a leader, but he is even more of a cannon fodder.
The city defense artillery doesn't care about her position in the herd.
We must find a way to escape from the current situation... The best way is of course to directly disrupt this attack, but this is almost impossible for Fran.
The lowest-rated way to pass the level is to protect yourself. Fran is sure that as long as she escapes carefully, the possibility of achieving this ending is still very high, but this is not the result she is happy to see.
After thinking it over, Fran slowed down her pace and gradually moved closer to the three wolves.
This action scared the strange beast behind him.
Although the recovery ability is not weak, there are still a lot of blood and scars on the three-headed wolf's body. The white bones can be faintly seen without distinguishing the wounds. There is no such thing as a show match between the strange beasts.
“Woooo ...
The head closest to Fran made a sound of surrender, then moved fiercely towards the other two heads, as if avoiding something terrible.
Fran did not overreact. She just signaled to the three wolves that she didn't want to do anything. Then, in front of the other wolves' gazes, she shrank her body again and disappeared into the herd.
Such actions did not attract much attention because the already small brains of these strange beasts became even more shrunken under the influence of mycelium, and they had no ability to think at all.
On the other hand, the fear of the strong occupies their hearts.
Fran continued to shuttle among the group of strange beasts, her body becoming smaller and smaller, and finally returned to her original inconspicuous appearance.
She restrained her breath, turned left and right, and disappeared between the tails and legs of the strange beasts.
After a while, Fran appeared at the end of the team.
Even among the lowest-level green cocoon beasts, there is a certain chain of contempt within them.
Being able to reach the end of this place, the strange beasts here must be considered the worst of the worst.
Fran looked up and saw several battle-damaged monsters.
Some of them are missing heads, some are missing legs, in short, a group of them put together cannot make a complete body.
Fran thought about it, confirmed her lines, and jumped onto the wolf-like creature that was missing a head.
Her body was small at this point, so she could take a ride like this without causing any impact on the other party.
Fran stepped on the blood on the beast's body, crawled to its ear, patted its drooping ear with one claw, and asked in a low voice:
"Have you heard of the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult?"
"Oh?"
A doubtful voice came from the only remaining head.
Fran felt that she had made a mistake.
She was actually using human language to communicate with a strange beast. No wonder the other party felt confused. If the strange beast had a little more normal sense, it would probably have sent a lot of greetings.
After thinking for a while, Fran finally decided to merge into the intranet.
She closed her eyes, feeling the open and covert struggle between the blood given by Lin Qingliu and the mycelium in her body, adjusting the fragile balance between the two little by little.
After consciously suppressing part of the power of the blood, Fran clearly felt dizzy. Her brain seemed to be covered by a layer of gauze woven by mycelium, and everything around her was a little hazy.
But at the same time, Fran also realized that her connection with the mycelium will was stronger. Compared with the previous downloading without uploading, after sacrificing part of her sanity, the mycelium intranet obviously opened up more permissions to her.
So Fran found the light spot belonging to the disabled beast under her in the invisible biological field covered by the mycelium, and then, the information she wanted to convey was projected towards that light spot under the influence of her consciousness.
"Meow! (Have you heard of the Holy Fire Meow Meow Cult?)"
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