"Feels like this purple‑black fungus isn't as badass as the black fungus we saw before..."
After throwing the Little Angel two li away, Master Fuli wore a pensive look as he watched what was happening inside Gold-digging Town.
The Love God, without the Little Angel's control, was like a zombie without a brain, recklessly charging deeper into Gold-digging Town. Its strength was insane—any car or building in its way crumpled like paper.
The slime tendrils formed from the purple‑black fungus were weaving a ring of encirclement inside the town.
And during this process, Ansheng also noticed something very interesting.
The true body of the purple‑black fungus wasn't hidden underground as they'd guessed before; it was hiding in the clock tower, its mycelium disguised as street trees, quietly spying on everything happening inside Gold-digging Town.
The things actually hidden underground were the local natives who'd been infected and transformed by the fungus.
As the Love God charged into the town, those seemingly harmless roadside trees shed their past peacefulness and turned into tough ropes, binding the Love God's body.
The entire town was shrouded by fungus, forming an encirclement that kept tightening around the Love God.
The scene in front of them was spectacular, but in Ansheng's heart it still felt a bit lacking.
It just couldn't compare to black fungus hand‑crafting chemical formulas and igniting the air for several li around—now that was breathtaking.
"Every charge and every sacrifice is for my foster father!"
"Monster, go to hell!"
Trapped in the fungal encirclement, the Love God's body was wrapped in hundreds of slime tendrils. One after another they yanked, trying to drag it down into the earth. But the Love God's body suddenly erupted with a terrifying heat.
A woman's furious roar rang out as the Love God's perfect shell burst into deep blue flames; the whole person spontaneously combusted.
But this self‑immolation was bizarre—billowing black smoke spewed from the Love God's body, spreading outward. In an instant, the ink‑black fog swallowed the entire town.
"And what the hell is this now?"
Master Fuli froze for a moment, a bit confused. He glanced back toward the spot two li away and let out a fox‑cry to the Little Angel.
"God's Sigh. Self‑destruct, basically. When my flesh body self‑destructs it generates a pheromone bomb. Any creature that inhales even a lungful will develop irreversible suicidal tendencies. Even if they don't die on the spot, they'll be stuck in max‑level depression."
Hearing the fox cry, the Little Angel flailed its limbs, stomped on the tree trunk, yanked its head free, and shouted an explanation toward where Master Fuli was.
The Love God could exude a strange fragrance and actively spit out white mist to affect the mental state of nearby living beings.
When the Love God self‑destructed, it could generate a pheromone bomb that covered roughly fifteen li around, forcing the brain regions of all living creatures in that area into irreversible pathological changes so they would never again feel any happiness.
On top of that, it would also destroy neurons in the brain, interfering with endorphins and monoamine neurotransmitters.
Creatures would lose their ability to suppress pain; even taking a single simple step would let them clearly feel the grinding pain of knee bones rubbing together.
The pheromone bomb born from the Love God's self‑destruction was basically an area‑of‑effect biological extinction toxin.
But this was also a self‑defensive trump card granted to the core members of the Longevity Club.
"No wonder Old Lin didn't chop you to death earlier. So you guys had this kind of ace in the hole, holding each other in check."
Master Fuli's expression turned to sudden realization.
The chain reaction triggered by a fully‑evolved Little Angel's self‑destruct was indeed troublesome.
However, as long as you blew them up in the Land of Longevity before they entered a complete form and didn't give them time to accumulate Spiritual Particles, they couldn't fire off this kind of ultimate move.
"It's just a pity... the power's way too weak. That purple‑black fungus is basically smoking it like a cigarette."
"Who cares what it is—so long as it's Spiritual Particles, once it's in the stomach it's all meat."
Master Fuli's expression turned strange. The black fog from the Love God's self‑destruct inside Gold-digging Town couldn't leak even a wisp outside the town; the slime tendrils were gulping it down like crazy.
The energy level on the other side was too high; the pheromone bomb created by the Love God's self‑destruct had become a tonic for the fungus.
"Triangular Hammer, where are you——"
The show was over, and after observing, he'd also seen the purple‑black fungus's abilities. Master Fuli was ready to end the fungus here and wrap up the Gold-digging Town affair.
Master Fuli beckoned behind him, and the Triangular Hammer, riding on two giant hammers as wheels, drove up to stop in front of him.
"Taste my New Energy Warhammer!"
Master Fuli grabbed the New Energy Warhammer with one hand, suddenly reared up and strode forward. In an instant he'd shifted into his Nine-tailed Fox Beastman form; three tails twined together behind him and stabbed into the New Energy Warhammer.
"Go!"
Leaping into the air, Master Fuli hurled the New Energy Warhammer like a thrown hidden weapon, sending it shooting into Gold-digging Town.
Once it left his hand, the New Energy Warhammer spewed chemical flames like a falling meteor, erupting into roaring fire.
"Clatter——"
The moment the New Energy Warhammer ignited, it turned into an orange‑red morning star, drawing the attention of every fungal head and slime tendril inside Gold-digging Town. The coiling dragon‑like masses on the ground sprang up, pouncing and biting toward that blazing fireball.
"Rumble——"
The blazing meteor tore through the howling air, ripping apart layer after layer of blocking slime tendrils.
The orange‑red meteor pierced the dusk glow and slammed into the earth below.
At the instant all the tendrils turned their heads, a blood‑red light shot from deep underground straight into the sky.
Milky white light erupted upward, the whole ground cracking and lifting into the air, bit by bit crumbling into nothing inside the radiance.
The Fungus Beasts that didn't have time to flee were caught by the light and, in that instant, turned to a handful of flying ash, scattering between heaven and earth.
"Boom——"
The explosion rippled out over more than ten li, roaring as it spread. Gale winds wrapped in searing flames turned into a burning sandstorm that swept across all directions.
"Carb... carbonized!"
Five li from where the meteor struck, hiding in a trench behind a giant tree, Lin Wanying stared in horror, eyes wide, watching the huge tree in front of her slowly char and glow with internal fire.
"You killed the angel, Father doesn't love me——" The Little Angel looked terrified as it clung to Lin Wanying, watching the giant tree in front of them turn to black ash and the rocks crumble apart.
Before it surrendered, it had seen this scene once already—Peace Island had nearly been flipped over by Master Fuli.
The whole point of defecting and licking boots was to never have to see this apocalyptic spectacle again, wasn't it?
If it surrendered only to end up standing right in the eye of the storm, then wasn't that surrender for nothing?
"No big deal..."
Blown back by the fiery gale, Master Fuli landed with a calm face. With a casual wave of his hand, a surge of waves rose from nowhere, blocking the flaming sandstorm and forcibly diverting its violent force in front of him.
"You two, fall back a bit more."
Master Fuli tilted his head slightly and glanced at the two huddled together in the trench, then gave a flat order.
The sky above Gold-digging Town was already wrapped in the haze of Master Fuli's Spiritual Particles.
But within that haze, there was still another layer of haze stubbornly entwined and refusing to disperse.
The purple‑black fungus—the greedy plant's fungal core—after being blasted sky‑high along with the entire town by Master Fuli, was now completely exposed in the open air.
It was a bright purple‑black gem.
The gem contained an enormous amount of Spiritual Particles, hovering in mid‑air and radiating a seductive, demonic glow.
The light shone down onto the blazing abyssal earth, and little by little, threads of purple slime broke through the ground, rising up and transforming into towering fungus High Towers that spread wildly outward.
A purple‑black carpet rolled out, and one after another, undulating slime tendrils snaked toward the purple‑black gem.
The tendrils merged into a single mass, forming a semi‑transparent humanoid creature with distinctly feminine features.