He ignored the icy gaze from the depths of the Green Realm, and had no time to discern whether the plant network was still abiding by the agreement. Although the impact of the Fungus Master's will was temporarily repelled, the pull from the Fusion Crown became stronger and colder than ever before! Like an invisible noose, it tightly strangled his soul, dragging him towards the core of the Throne of Thorns, a desperate run!
The barrier of greenery receded rapidly behind him. The plant network offered no obstruction, and even the dark path seemed to become smoother—perhaps it welcomed this, allowing these two tools carrying the "key" to attack its greatest enemy.
The moment you step out of the edge of the green realm, the scene of hell hits you!
No longer cold plant shells, but a thick, seething fungal blanket emitting a strong, sweet, and foul stench! Every step sank deeper into it, like trekking through a living swamp! Above, a thick, drooping, wriggling cloud of fungi, flickering with eerie silver-gray lightning, cast a suffocating, bleak green light! The air was filled with an alarming concentration of spore dust, and every breath felt like swallowing scalding gravel and corrosive acid!
Even more terrifying was the pressure emanating from the throne itself! The closer they got, the stronger the invisible pressure grew! It was as if the entire space was collapsing towards the wriggling, terrifying mass! The Fusion Crown above Pei Du's head emitted a low, wailing hum, a response to the call, yet also a painful shudder of being crushed by a higher-level power!
The road leading to the throne base is a corridor of death paved with flesh, blood and metal!
Countless fungal warriors, with even more hideous forms and covered in thick fungal armor, surged forward like a tide! Their scarlet electronic eyes locked onto Pei Du and Xu Shuangyao on his back, and the icy command of "Purification" resounded like a death knell in their minds! The gigantic "Fungal Colossus" marched with earth-shaking steps, brandishing its massive arms, fused from countless metal debris and mycelium, and smashed down! The "Fungal Corrosion Artillery Beast" unleashed a barrage of corrosive spore acid from its tail! And there were even more indescribable killing weapons, like the embodiment of nightmares!
"kill--!!!"
There was only cold murderous intent left in Pei Du's eyes! The blood-red crystal that pierced the broken arm burst out with scorching light again, and the dark red lines on the chest and neck were like burning magma! He no longer spared his life! Every dodge, every block (using the mutated left arm to hit the falling giant arm, a sharp sound of metal clashing and crystal shattering broke out!), every swing of the fist or palm knife with dark red energy, was accelerating the burning of his own life candle! The dark red crystals grew and spread wildly on the broken arm, the skin keratinization deepened, and even began to erode the intact shoulder blade and arm on the left! Every burst of power was accompanied by a sharp pain as if the body was hollowed out and burning, and a sense of emptiness as life slipped away!
Xu Shuangyao, resting on his back, felt like a heavy burden, swaying violently amidst the jostling and fighting, her consciousness oscillating between unconsciousness and semi-awakeness. The light of the Crown of Thorns was so dim it was nearly extinguished. Her remaining will, like a candle in the wind, instinctively transmitted through the agonizing connection, a tenuous foresight of the Fungus Warrior's energy nodes and attack trajectories, helping Pei Du escape death time and again from desperate situations. This was no longer a delicate coordination, but the instinctive struggle of two broken bodies bound together by fate and hatred, on the brink of death!
The animated legions of the plant network engaged in a fierce battle with the hordes of fungal skeletons in the outer areas of the throne! The massive "Ironwood Guards" acted like mobile fortresses, crushing the incoming fungal skeletons with their heavy roots! The "Bone-Eating Vine" sprayed clouds of poisonous spores that corroded the fungal shells! The "Thorn Spray Towers" fired hard seeds that pierced their targets like bullets! They relieved Pei Du of some of the pressure, but only partially. To face further death, he would have to brave it himself, using his own flesh and blood and his very life!
Breakthrough! Breakthrough with a burning life!
Pei Du, like a blood-soaked Asura, forged a bloody path through the sea of fungal remains! His left arm was covered in charred marks from the acidic attack of the fungal artillery beast, deep wounds visible to the bone, and dark red crystals grew hideously around the edges of the wounds. The blood-red crystal clusters at the severed arm were even larger and sharper, emitting an ominous heat. His clothes had long since ripped apart, revealing a large area of keratinized skin, covered in dark red lines, resembling a monster's shell. Every breath carried the strong smell of blood and the burning pain of his internal organs.
finally!
He broke through the interception of the last wave of fungus warriors and stepped onto the edge of the huge, wriggling base of the Throne of Thorns, which was covered with sticky mycelium and sharp metal thorns!
The real core area!
The environment here is so harsh that it is beyond description!
The air was as thick as liquid gel, saturated with a high concentration of spore dust and the spiritual pollution emanating from the will of the fungus master. Every breath felt like swallowing scalding lead! The powerful gravity field distorted space, making the body feel incredibly heavy, as if carrying a huge mountain! Invisible spiritual whispers like billions of cold maggots penetrated the mind through every pore, repeatedly corroding the dam of will: "Give up... Integrate... Become the master... Return to the origin..." At the same time, the cold eyes of the clone in the incubator opened, like the most vicious curse, constantly flashing in the consciousness!
Beneath their feet lay a wriggling mixture of dark-red mycelium and molten metal, resembling living flesh and blood, emitting a terrifying heat and corrosive mucus! Above, the hundred-meter-tall throne resembled a twisted behemoth, its countless sharp thorns and holes oozing slime close at hand! Atop the throne, the constantly pulsating, expanding, and contracting dark-red "sclerotium" resembled a gigantic, sinister heart riddled with blood vessels, emitting a terrifying, soul-freezing pressure and a hunger that devoured everything! A dim light flickered within the depths of the "sclerotium," like the eyes of a demon, locking its gaze firmly on Pei Du and Xu Shuangyao as they stepped onto the pedestal!
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