Each time they opened their mouths, they would then snare fish within, subsequently trapping them in the net.

Together, several individuals hoisted the skeletal fish onto a cart, transporting them to the lake to observe the results.

It took the combined effort of several to lift the skeletal fish onto the cart as they maneuvered the four thrashing skeletal fish towards the lake.

Only upon entering the lake did the four giant fish move freely, swiftly sinking to the lake's bottom.

In no time, their abdomen were filled with fish as they resurfaced.

The efficiency was indeed remarkable.

A broad smile spread across Fu Lay's face.

The addition of the skeletal fish had considerably eased his workload.

With this issue resolved, Fungha returned to the main city.

The following day, 10 skeletal dragons laden with skeletons once again arrived at the village of the gay bears.

Chapter 347.

The fungal gorged the skeletal dragon descended from the sky.

The gray bear had already completed the necessary preparations.

Not far away stood a hundred mountain bandits clad in stormforged iron heavy armor, forming an impressive spectacle reminiscent of a regular army.

Lord blacks sword the gray bear greeted approaching with his core members.

While he exchanged pleasantries, his gaze fell upon the enormous bundle strapped to the dragon s back.

They all remembered Fong Ha mentioning that additional equipment would be delivered.

Upon noticing the collective gaze, Fong Hao understood their curiosity and began distributing the gear.

"Les prepared to depart," he suggested.

"Very well, my lord," the gray bear replied with a smile, directing his men to start transporting the equipment.

Once everything was nearly ready, Fongo unfurled the map, and the grand procession set forth once more towards their mission destination, the Mushroom Gorge.

According to the map s description, this gorge was home to various fungal flora that required clearing.

After 2 hours of travel, the team approached the gorge not far from a cave where they had previously encountered the cyclops.

This area was seldom visited, teeming with perilous creatures.

My lord, this should be the place.

Black sword remarked.

The group stood before the gorge, gazing at the narrow passage ahead.

The terrain was peculiar.

The gorge featured sea-shaped rock walls that cast a shadow over the ground, obscuring sunlight.

In the dim, jagged recesses, a plethora of mushrooms thrived, seemingly shunning the light.

The darker the area, the more abundant the growth.

Funhow observed at least five or six different varieties of these fungi.

Some mushrooms towered over a person, resembling closed umbrellas adorned with dangling tendrils.

Others were shorter, marked by hollow black cavities that resembled human eyes.

My lord, those mushrooms are quite dangerous.

The gray bear suddenly interjected.

Are you familiar with them? Fonggho inquired, unable to discern the names of the mushrooms from a distance, yet aware that the gray bear seemed knowledgeable.

Indeed, my lord, these mushrooms were once quite common, the ones with the black eyelike features are referred to as penny pinchers.

When approached or attacked, they emit a toxic gas from their hollow centers, which can lead to poisoning or even death.

Once a creature succumbs to this gas, its body quickly decomposes, nourishing the growth of these very mushrooms.

The slender ones are known as little widows.

They produce a low moaning sound when approached, escalating to a scream upon closer proximity.

Blocking one's ears does little to alleviate the torment.

The tendrilbearing mushrooms lash out at nearby targets.

It seems these fungi are not uncommon.

The bandits not only understand their attack patterns, but have also given them nicknames.

How did you clear these mushrooms back then? Funhao continued to inquire.

Generally, we avoided clearing them.

If it was absolutely necessary, one could attempt to use fire.

Ah, the reason why mountain bandits are so difficult to eradicate lies in their ability to swiftly evade capture, making them elusive adversaries.

They possess an intimate familiarity with their surroundings, allowing them to flee at the first sign of danger.

Should anyone dare to pursue them, they cunningly lead their pursuers into treacherous terrains, such as clusters of mushrooms that emit toxic spores.

Does this affect the undead? I am uncertain.

The grave bear seemed to ponder further and continued stating that some individuals claimed that certain parts of these plants contained alchemical materials which were sought after by collectors.

Alchemical materials indeed such items are considered valuable.

Fongo chose to refrain from elaborating and urged the team to advance closer.

As they approached, Fong Hao examined the characteristics of the mushrooms.

Toxic spore, screaming mushroom, hanging beard mushroom.

The names materialized, yet no tears were indicated.

Let's<unk> venture in, Fongo instructed a skeleton.

The skeletal warrior brandished its weapon and approached the cluster of mushrooms.

Upon coming within 2 m, the screaming mushroom began to quiver slightly, emitting a low moan.

The skeleton did not halt its advance.

In the next moment, the screaming mushroom emitted a shrill cry that echoed throughout the valley.

Following this, as if ignited by a chain reaction, all the fungi began to quiver.

The toxic spores expelled a gray mist of toxic spores while the hanging beard mushroom swung its fleshy tendrils towards the approaching skeleton.

Thud, thud, thud.

The skeletal warrior raised its shield, deflecting the tendrils that struck against it.

At this juncture, the skeleton had drawn near the foremost screaming mushroom and delivered a powerful slash.

The strike nearly cleaved the mushroom in two, intensifying its piercing whale.

However, the skeletal warrior remained unfazed.

Outside the canyon, Fongghao and his companions observed the unfolding events with slight nods of acknowledgement.

It appeared that these mushrooms were far more effective against living beings, posing little threat to the undead.

Just as Fong Ho believed this to be the mushrooms final resort, a peculiar occurrence transpired ahead.

A decaying cyclops rose from a mushroom laden ground.

A black mushroom sprouting from its forehead while its body was infested with various fungi.

Clearly, this corpse had become a nutrient source for the mushrooms.

With a rustle, more corpses stood up from within the mushroom cluster, their bodies adorned with fungi, launching an assault on their targets.

Meanwhile, the mushrooms incessantly released toxic gas and shrieks.

They resembled mobile artillery.

Although the situation ahead was somewhat bizarre, the threat remained minimal.

The standing corpses numbered just over a dozen, and the toxic gas and cacophony pose no danger to the undead soldiers.

Gray bear, lead your men back to the canyon.

Let the black sword commence the attack.

Fungho commanded.

Understood.

The two swiftly sprang into action.

The gray bear, accompanied by its subordinates, retreated to the rear, while the black sword organized its forces to commence an assault on the gorge.

Archers and mages were the first to launch their attacks.

Arrows and magical projectiles soared towards the cluster of mushrooms.

The mushrooms under siege began to tremble violently, incessantly expelling toxins and emitting piercing shrieks.

Soon, a paw of gray poisonous gas enveloped the entire gorge.

The undead warriors remained utterly unaffected, striding boldly into the noxious fumes to engage the fungal corpses and the mushrooms.

The cyclopian ogre, endowed with formidable strength, retained its combat prowess even after being parasetized by the mushrooms.

Wielding a spike club, it struck the skeletal warriors, sending them staggering backward.

The black sword advanced with purpose, using his shield to topple the cyclopian ogre, then unshathing his sword to sever its head.

Though the ogre's head fell, the mushrooms continued to emit toxic fumes.

The black sword swung his blade once more, cleaving the mushrooms and twain within the gorge.

The undead soldiers swiftly cleared the throngs of mushrooms.

The task proved more protracted than anticipated.