The Dungeon Grew Mushrooms – Chapter 74

After a brief flash of white light, a pale, whitish mass appeared in mid-air—it was the scout.

The moment it emerged, Lin Jun witnessed something extraordinary!

Three moons…

Beneath the indigo night canopy hung three full moons.

A silver-blue moon suspended on the eastern horizon, its surface rippling with ice-crack patterns of ethereal light; a crimson moon “burning” in the western low sky, scorching the surrounding clouds into a burnt yellow hue; and the largest, pale golden moon was the most enigmatic of all—it didn’t shine continuously, but pulsed with a breathing-like rhythm of brightness and dimness.

This world actually had three moons!?

As gravity acted upon the scout, Lin Jun was already transfixed by the sight.

After a brief descent, a spray of mycelial debris erupted from within the forest.

After a moment, the scout emerged from the shattered mycelial coating like a cicada molting from its shell.

【Health: 1021/1120】

The impact had caused some blood loss, but it was nothing serious.

With 【Mycelial Reconstruction LV3】, this minor injury would heal completely in about ten minutes.

Lin Jun finally snapped out of his shock at the sight of the three moons hanging in the sky.

He had deliberately chosen a time when few people were around to use the scroll, never expecting to witness such a scene.

Previously, whether conversing with Inanna or Dylan, when they mentioned nighttime, it was just nighttime—no one specifically mentioned these three moons.

Perhaps to them, this was common knowledge, just as Lin Jun had unconsciously assumed there was only one moon.

Speaking of which, these three moons each had their own characteristics, yet when their light mixed together on the ground, it didn’t appear colorful but rather looked no different from ordinary white light.

The scout now found itself in a dense forest, completely devoid of any traces of human activity.

Lin Jun sensed the direction—he was south of the Amethyst Underground City.

No wonder there was no one here.

The underground city’s entrance faced north, directly toward Windless Town.

To reach the south would require a long detour, so naturally no one would bother coming this way without good reason.

“Woo—”

A beast’s low growl echoed from the darkness.

I see, no humans means there would be magical beasts…

Wind wolves emerged from the forest one by one, surrounding the scout completely.

These predators with gray-white fur were now crouching low among the bushes, their silver eyes reflecting the moonlight.

This area was probably their territory. With such a commotion from his landing, receiving such an enthusiastic welcome from them was inevitable.

However… just these wind wolves around level 20?

One of the scout’s bladed tentacles suddenly lashed out, and a wind wolf that had gotten too close on the left was split in half before it could even dodge.

The scent of blood immediately stimulated the wolf pack, and low growls rose one after another.

But Lin Jun felt no fear whatsoever.

These ordinary wind wolves would have trouble even biting through the scout’s scales.

“Awoo—”

The wolf pack receded like a tide to both sides, and two wind wolf kings, obviously much larger than their kin and possessing glossy fur, walked out side by side.

Their sharp claws gleamed coldly in the moonlight, and wind blades gradually took shape in their maws.

The two wind wolf kings led the charge, slowly closing in on the scout.

Hmph!

Animal instincts aren’t always reliable, are they?

Two wind wolf kings not even level 40, yet they dared approach so brazenly.

Then why not come even closer.

The scout danced its four tentacle blades and stepped forward on its short legs to meet them.

When Dylan finally made it from the fifth floor to the surface, then circled around the underground city entrance for a long while before finding the scout, an entire night had passed and it was almost noon the next day.

When he arrived, what he saw was a field strewn with wolf corpses that had long since bled dry.

And the scout puffshrooms was now… cutting grass?

Lin Jun noticed Dylan’s arrival at this moment.

With a hook of his tentacle, he pulled down the large backpack Dylan was carrying.

Then he dumped everything inside out in one go and began stuffing the cut weeds into it relentlessly.

“This… what is this?” Dylan watched in complete bewilderment.

Even if he were stuffing wind wolf corpses in there, that would be understandable, but what was the point of stuffing weeds?

“Don’t worry about it, just hurry and dump all this grass onto the mycelial carpet on the first floor—it’ll be of great use to us!”

Looking at the backpack stuffed to capacity.

Since the boss had said so, Dylan could only shoulder the pack and run back the way he came.

Lin Jun wasn’t deceiving him—these grasses were treasures!

Just like the萤fire grass’s 【Fluorescence】 skill.

These grasses possessed a skill called 【Photosynthesis】!

This skill truly hadn’t been seen in the underground city!

Lin Jun hadn’t noticed at first, but upon closer inspection, he discovered that this photosynthesis was not quite the same as that photosynthesis.

What it generated was actually magical power!

Dylan desperately needed this.

【Mana Storage】 only allowed Dylan to avoid constantly drinking from potion bottles, enabling him to replenish everything at once.

But 【Photosynthesis】 was the divine skill that could truly solve his endurance problems!

Speaking of which, would the light emitted by sun stones count as sunlight?

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“Nightowl, what are you doing?”

The Silver Thorn squad’s commotion attracted considerable attention.

Although Nightowl’s ability to move through shadows was mystical, there were no shortage of experts present who could see through her movement patterns, including the knight squad captain who had become Nightowl’s target.

Faced with the diamond-rank adventurer suddenly charging at him, the knight squad captain remained unruffled.

Gripping his knight’s sword with both hands, radiance flashed along the blade’s edge.

【Sacred Slash LV8】

This adventurer who had suddenly charged forward had already been directly classified as an enemy by the squad captain, so he showed no mercy in his attack.

But Nightowl was no pushover either.

She leaped from the shadows in advance, crossing paths with the radiant longsword, adding only a shallow cut to her arm.

“Nightowl!” ×3

The three behind her—Nova and the others—screamed, nearly scared into heart attacks.

At such a venue! At such a moment! What was this young lady trying to do?!

Nightowl paid no heed to everything around her. After dodging the slash, she dove directly into the shadow beneath the squad captain’s feet.

This time the squad captain finally panicked a bit, turning to thrust his sword into the shadow.

But he found his longsword frozen in mid-air, unable to descend even a fraction?

A massive claw formed of black mist gripped his knight’s sword.

The silver-white blade bent into a dangerous arc within the giant claw, and cracks appeared across the metal surface.

The harsh scraping sound suddenly intensified as the claw tips closed, and the sword body let out a final groan.

The blade, broken into three pieces, spun as it embedded into the muddy ground, with only the last half of the hilt still humming in the knight’s trembling hands.

After crushing the knight’s sword, the giant claw casually swept aside.

The knight squad captain, still rigid with shock, was sent flying, his fate unknown.

And in the original spot, a shadow demon over four meters tall, with darkness roiling around its body, appeared before everyone.

Its right claw held an elf—Nightowl.

Nightowl’s appearance was pitiful at this moment.

The brief exchange lasting mere seconds in the shadows had cost her right hand.

Her remaining left hand futilely pressed against the shadow demon’s claw, unable to budge it in the slightest.

The shadow demon glanced irritably at the troublemaker in its grasp—he could have waited for a better opportunity!

Under normal circumstances, he would have taken this elf back to torture her to death slowly, but now there was a task that needed to be completed with higher priority.

Flinging Nightowl toward the crowd rushing from behind, the shadow demon transformed into a thick fog and charged directly at the summoning circle that was already blazing with towering light.

There, in the center, a human figure could be vaguely seen!

Everyone, think about this logically—how could an escape scroll teleport someone into a magical formation!