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Chapter 63 - 63 63 Bloodfang Fungi Mushroom Worm

?Chapter 63: Chapter 63 Bloodfang Fungi Mushroom Worm Chapter 63: Chapter 63 Bloodfang Fungi Mushroom Worm The ambush decapitation operation was cleaner and more decisive than imagined.

Lone Wolf Lisbon, already drifting in his thoughts, had never imagined he would be ambushed tonight, without the slightest hint of caution.

Even though he was a Ranger with Battle Qi running through all the main meridians in his body, he was ultimately limited by his innate deficiencies and slightly weaker physique. Moreover, he was attacked by a Phantom Beast Knight enveloped in Prime Breath, and in the flash of electric flintstone, death had already descended.

“Uh…” Clutching his neck, Lone Wolf Lisbon’s face, covered with a black cloth, betrayed no expression, but his eyes, under the moonlight, revealed full-blown terror and unwillingness.

With a surprise strike, Lone Wolf Lisbon was taken down.

Eric followed with another burst of sword energy, forcing the panicked Rangers around him to retreat, and then he bellowed, “I am Phantom Beast Knight Eric, by the command of Lord Russell, to punish Lone Wolf Lisbon for luring the Snow Ghosts to wreak havoc in Wuyao Snake Manor!”

“Lay down your weapons, resist and be killed!” Tom and the other three Knight Attendants, clad in thick armor, charged out like human tanks.

Those who turned to run were simply no match for their slashing blows.

With a few swift sword strikes, several would-be escapees fell to the ground, turning into true restless spirits—not even Rangers, but common folks who had nurtured a Qi Seed.

“Tonight we only slay Lisbon. Those who surrender will be spared!” Mr. Charles, seeing the battle was settled, no longer harbored any fear, and yelled at the top of his lungs.

This left Lord Russell, who arrived later, somewhat dissatisfied. Weren’t these words supposed to be uttered by him, the Lord himself?

Five Rangers and about a dozen restless spirits, nearly twenty people, were surrounded by a few Armed Knights.

It might sound absurd, but the fact was that Russell had the advantage, not least because of the Phantom Beast Knight, brimming with Prime Breath, and Kevin the Gold and Silver Wolfhound, howling from atop a rock, commanding the high ground. Anyone trying to flee would be cut down immediately.

The Wildcat sisters in the group, seeing Lone Wolf Lisbon clutching his neck and lying almost lifeless on the ground, heaved a sigh of relief.

Stepping forward, Katie shouted, “Lisbon is dead. If you don’t want to die, hurry and surrender to Lord Russell!”

“Katie, it’s you, you betrayed Lone Wolf Boss!” A Ranger screamed accusingly.

Catherine immediately retorted, “Lone Wolf Lisbon brought death upon himself by luring Snow Ghosts to invade Lord Russell’s manor. He would have killed us all sooner or later. My sister and I are merely securing a way out for everyone. Surrender now, or everyone will be buried with Lisbon!”

“They are few in number, let’s break through!” the earlier Ranger screamed again.

Lord Russell frowned and commanded Eric directly, “Kill him.”

Eric moved swiftly, his longsword releasing a beam of sword light that sped directly toward the screaming Ranger, who reacted quickly and rushed to the periphery to escape.

But after only a few steps, he was overtaken by the longsword in Eric’s hand. The tip of the sword burst with a three-meter-long sword beam, piercing the Ranger’s back and exiting through the chest, leaving a hole the size of a finger through his heart.

Thud.

The Ranger, fiercely loyal to Lisbon, fell to the ground, dead as one could be.

With the strength of a Phantom Beast Knight, one man, one sword, could sweep clean the entire cavern. More so on the surface. These Rangers might have been adept in the shadowy corridors of the cavern, exploiting their agility and silent fighting skills, but on the open ground, they were nothing more than live targets.

The might of a single sword successfully intimidated all the Rangers and restless spirits.

Along with the persuasion from the Wildcat sisters, it wasn’t long before all the Rangers and restless spirits knelt, heads bowed and utterly defeated, awaiting Lord Russell’s judgment.

Bathed in the clear moonlight, Lord Russell, dressed in dark golden ceramic armor and holding the Green Ceramic Sword, approached the gathered crowd.

“Sir!” Katie and Catherine, the two sisters, bowed in greeting.

“Very good, the success of this operation owes much to the two of you,” Lord Russell said with a pleased smile. “In the future, you may walk freely under the sunlight. Echo Water River Cavern, from today forwards, shall be a thing of the past.”

He turned around to face the kneeling Rangers and restless spirits, and announced, “In the future, there will be no Echo Water River Cavern, only Wuyao Snake Manor.”

“Sir, isn’t it enough that you killed the Lone Wolf leader? Do you also seek to conquer Echo Water River Cavern?” a Ranger lifted his head, saying indignantly, “Are we, a bunch of destitute Cavern residents, really worth your noble Lordship’s attention?”

“Indeed, we only fight amongst ourselves in the Cavern, never daring to disrespect you,” another Ranger started to complain.

“You dare not, do you? Following Lisbon, you lured the Snow Ghosts to invade my manor, and you’ve forgotten that so soon?” Russell raised the Green Ceramic Sword in his hand, his gaze falling on the blade, “The Fluorescent Fungi Family has been too lenient with you.”

“Sir…” the Rangers still wanted to argue.

But Mr. Charles directly moved forward, kicking a Ranger who tried to speak to the ground, “When the Lord doesn’t allow you to speak, shut up obediently!”

The kneeling Ranger got up and continued kneeling with his head down.

Looking at the group of ragged Rangers and lost souls, Russell found it hard to believe that they all practiced Battle Qi. In fact, their spirit and vitality were even worse than the serfs in his manor; under the moonlight, they looked no different from lonely ghosts.

Defeating such a group of Cavern Free People was indeed not at all exciting.

“Bind them all and take them back to the manor’s guesthouse for trial, one by one,” Russell waved his hand with waning interest, then looked towards Lisbon lying on the ground, “Hey, are you dead yet?”

Lisbon was clutching his throat, his eyeballs bulging, “Uh… uh… uh…”

Even with Battle Qi sustaining him, his cut trachea meant he could no longer speak and could only lie on the ground waiting to die.

“Eric, keep an eye on him, don’t let him die,” Russell said, then turned around and instructed, “Katie, Catherine, go search Lisbon’s residence right away and find the Bloodfang Fungi for me.”

“Yes, Sir!” The cat sisters took orders and left quietly.

“After you find it, go directly to the manor’s guesthouse,” Russell instructed, then searched the cliff walls of Curved Blade Mountain for a while.

He quickly located the wall embedded with what appeared to be pearls.

Without immediately excavating the wall and retrieving the suspected pearls, he just silently turned back and waved, “Let’s head back!”

With a group of Rangers, lost souls, and two lost souls carrying the Lone Wolf Lisbon, the procession grandly made its way back to the manor’s guesthouse.

About two hours later.

The cat sisters returned, with Katie carefully holding a fungal worm in her hands, personally handing it to Russell.

“It’s really beautiful, it looks as if it’s adorned with rubies!” Mr. Charles exclaimed from the side.

This Bloodfang Fungi worm was white overall, resembling a plump silkworm, but it was dotted with tiny red spots resembling rubies. At first glance, these spots seemed like bleeding points.

So it presented a somewhat enchanting beauty.

“Nicely done, Katie, Catherine,” Russell smiled brightly.

Katie curtsied, “Serving you, Sir, is an honor for Katie and her sister.”

“You and Mr. Charles carefully examine the detained Rangers and lost souls,” Russell briefly instructed, “execute those guilty of serious crimes outright and let the rest swear loyalty and submit to reformation.”

The Bloodfang Fungi worm was already contracted to Lisbon.

He must release the contract before Lisbon dies, so that the Bloodfang Fungi won’t be harmed.

If Lisbon were to die, although the contract would also be dissolved, the fungal worm would suffer great harm to its essence, resulting in a sharp decline in lifespan, and it would also lose the potential to evolve into a mushroom bird.

“Little one, don’t be nervous, you’ll soon be back in my arms,” he said softly.