Slime Immortal.

Chapter 50 The whole big
Going deep into the swamp is no small task for adventurers from Ironboot Town.

Compared to the lizardmen who have lived with swamps for generations, humans are generally not good at dealing with swamps.

The deadly poisonous fog in the depths, the almost indistinguishable paths, and the pervasive damp cold curse every adventurer who arrives at any moment.

Once you get lost in there, hypothermia, poisoning, fatal hallucinations... will follow one after another. In the end, you will be trapped to death in there because you can't find a way out in the fog.

Not to mention the terrifying monsters and occasional eruptions of magical turbulence... there are countless dangers lurking inside.

Fortunately, this time the encirclement and suppression was led by an experienced nature believer from the Rotten Moss Tribe.

They know the swamp like the back of their hand and know the intentions of the corrupted lizardmen in advance. They can keenly detect and disarm the traps set by the corrupted lizardmen - whether they are hidden traps, stinger pits, or trigger-type alarm mechanisms.

This temporary team of adventurers and lizardman hunting team was able to successfully cross the Death Swamp and approach the deep forest.

At the edge of the forest, the adventurers stepped on the soft ground, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Occasionally someone would miss a step and their calves would sink into the thick mud filled with rotting bubbles. Every time they pulled their legs away, there was a heavy "puff" sound and physical exhaustion.

"What the hell is this? It's a broken road."

"Is this what the Lizardmen deal with every day?"

The reality of the predicament caused scattered complaints from the scattered group of adventurers, but they had already come here, and if they were asked to go back empty-handed, even the most timid among them would not agree.

Arno stabbed to death a giant carnivorous catfish disguised as a dead tree with sharp teeth, and turned back to warn.

"Cheer up! Those walking gold coins are waiting for us ahead. I don't want to see anyone going back and drinking that low-quality beer."

"Think about it, how would the bards sing praises of us, the brave men who dared to challenge the swamp? Or the group of miraculous adventurers..."

The adventurers were invigorated by what they heard. Nothing attracted them more than money and fame. Even adventurers born as farmers had dreamed of spreading their fame throughout the kingdoms.

When they thought of the fame and fortune that were about to come, everyone worked so hard that they even had the strength to take a step.

At the front of the team, the Lizardman Hunting Team was waiting beside Sergash, following her guidance to search for traces of the corrupted Lizardmen.

Semiya followed silently beside him, holding a wooden spear, and a murderous aura had already emanated from her dark golden eyes.

Suddenly, she seemed to sense something, stopped, and shook her strong and powerful arms suddenly. The wooden spear flew out of her hand and pierced into the thick fog.

"Whoosh-!"

"what!"

A corrupted lizardman who was about to launch a sneak attack with a blowgun was pierced through the shoulder and fell into the swamp. He staggered to his feet and tried to escape.

This scene that happened in an instant immediately aroused everyone's vigilance.

"Brothers, draw your swords, those damn gold coins are hiding nearby!"

As Arno finished speaking, a black shadow rushed in the fog, and several wooden spears, with the blessing of terrifying power, tore through the thick fog and shot out with a scream!
"Whoosh-!"

The adventurers dodged carefully, and even if someone was hit occasionally, the worn and chipped mail armor on their bodies could save their lives.

Although their old equipment is not as good as the sophisticated equipment of the knights in the legion, it is still much more defensive than the simple bone spears and leather armor of most lizardmen.

On the contrary, they suffered the least losses in the surprise attack.

“Counterattack! Counterattack!!”

"Get these damn swamp monkeys out!"

The two opposing sides didn't even communicate with each other, and a swamp war broke out.

Swamp Stealth

With the blessing of Segash's spell, Semya's figure was like a dark green lightning, darting and moving in the swamp.

Every swing of the bone blade brought with it a dull sound of breaking wind, and every thrust of the wooden spear was extremely precise and ruthless.

Her sturdy limbs burst out with raw brute force, but her movements contain cold and efficient killing skills.

Blood spurted out, mud splashed, and in the blink of an eye, three or four corrupted lizardmen died in her hands.

The adventurer was not to be outdone. An experienced hunter quickly drew his bow and arrow, took a deep breath, closed one eye and took aim.

[Precision] An arrow, expending mental energy, was fired and struck the head of a thin, corrupted lizardman, securing the first kill for the adventurers' group.

"Swamp bugs, get out here, Grandpa!"

The dwarf adventurer was extremely brave. Wearing heavy bronze armor, he led three or four people into the fog, wielding a flail and stirring up a bloody storm.

Most of the adventurers who dare to participate in the hunting of corrupted lizardmen are veterans. In real combat, they are naturally not inferior to these gray-scale barbarians who don't even have a piece of iron and rely only on brute force and primitive tools.

Besides, their numbers far outnumbered the corrupted lizardmen. This didn't seem like a battle, but more like a massacre.

Everything was so easy, so easy that it felt wrong.

【Hack】

A cold light flashed, and the sword reflected the red of hot blood. A corrupted lizardman lost his arm with a scream.

But Arno did not pursue the victory. He frowned, and the instinct he had developed during the knight training made him realize that something was wrong.

However, the adventurers around him were already blinded by rage, their eyes and hearts filled with desire for money and fame, and it was impossible for them to listen to his words at this time.

Just as his brain was working rapidly and he was lost in thought, a series of dense and creepy howls rang out in the thick fog.

"This is... a hyena?!"

Arno's face turned ugly.

Unlike Lizardmen, Jackals live around the Death Swamp and often make a living by hunting large beasts, so they usually train hyenas to help with hunting.

Where hyenas appear, it means that the werewolves can't be too far away!
The corrupted lizardmen used their own people as bait and surrounded them in the swamp.

"Damn it! The information is wrong!"

"The Gnolls are coming."

Before the adventurer could react, the hyena breathed out a foul breath, roared, tore through the fog, opened its terrifying mouth and bit the dwarf who was rushing outside.

Although he failed to break through the protection of the metal gauntlet, it made the dwarf's movements a little slow, and then he was knocked away by the mace of the tall werewolf who came over.

"Boom!!!"

"Hila! (Kill them all), Kuka! (Food)"

The gnolls rushed out of the fog with a fierce grin, chasing after them with clubs and hammers.

"Quickly shrink the formation!"

At this critical moment, the adventurers and the Lizardmen of the Rot Moss Tribe completely put aside their grudges and stood back to back, vigilantly confronting the continuously appearing jackals and lizardmen.

"Captain, what should we do now?"

Arnoton felt a headache.

He also wanted to know what to do.

In fact, the number of corrupt believers in this group is not that large. If they really want to escape, they can always break through by paying some price.

But the problem was, they were now standing at the border between the Swamp Forest and the Death Swamp. If they fled rashly, once the crowd dispersed, the corrupted believers wouldn't have to deal with them, and the adventurers lost inside would just have to wait for death.

It seems that the only option left for them is to fight to the death.

You may not lose if you fight them to the death, but the losses will definitely be huge.

Moreover, these corrupt believers seem to have other means.

Arno was feeling the pinch when the little slime in his arms suddenly bounced and the boss's voice echoed in his mind.

"Xiao Ka hit it to death!"

"Yano, hide... hide, the big one is coming!"

Before Arno could ask, he heard a loud noise coming from the swamp forest.

(End of this chapter)