Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Using "devour" to deal with the medium-sized red tentacles is a bit of a waste of talent.

Mo Xie's mind moved slightly, and magic power continued to flow out from his spirit fetus, nourishing the vines behind him and making them stronger.

A small hole opened at the top of the vine, like a mouth, expanding and contracting, making a sucking sound.

Then it passed by Moshe's neck, aimed at the disc of the red tentacles, and stabbed down without hesitation.

"Hiss—! Hiss—!"

Without the Linglong Pearl to spread vitality, the already damaged Hongyan's tentacles trembled violently, flying around in the air, and making sharp and shrill cries.

The vines formed a solid defensive net, shielding Moshe from the tentacles and splashing mucus.

Mo Xie watched quietly as the body of the Beauty Tentacle went from vibrant to withered.

The petals curl inward due to loss of water, and the gap in the middle of the disk becomes larger and larger, almost extending to the edge of the petals, forming a hollow circle.

Several tentacles drooped limply, and along with the main body, were ignited by the bright green flames and turned into dark brown ash.

This was the separation magic used against Zandra at the time, poison breath. The amount of magic power, the form of the magic array, and the person being cast were different, and the poisoning effect was also different.

The body structure of the Red Beauty Tentacle was simple and had not been specially strengthened. The poison spread rapidly and eroded all its vitality, turning it into a pile of dry bones.

"Hmm?" Mo Xie narrowed his eyes slightly. The vine understood and inserted itself into the debris, fiddling with it, then hooked out small red balls.

The small balls are round and smooth, the surface is slowly bulging, and they are densely packed together, which looks very creepy.

It turns out that it huddles in the corner to use its body to protect the spores.

That's why it didn't attack when it was corroded by the toxin.

Is this the love a mother has for her child?

No.

For these mutant plants, there is no concept of family and kinship.

It doesn't matter whether you die naturally or are destroyed by other organisms, your spores, seeds, and embryos will continue your life.

So it's actually protecting itself.

The spores of the red tentacles grow fast, are independent of the environment, and have a short growth period. If they are not eliminated in time, they will soon grow into a group of red tentacles.

Among them, two or three mothers will start the next round of reproduction.

Mo Xie activated his magic power, and a purer light emerged from the surface of the exquisite bead, forming a familiar magic array and descending under the spore group.

In the end, do we still have to use swallowing?

Hopefully this cave won't collapse.

Just when Mo Xie was about to cast a spell, his heart suddenly tightened, and then his body seemed to be torn apart, and he felt waves of piercing pain.

"Puff, cough, cough..." He spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, his legs weak, he could not stand steadily, and he was about to fall. Fortunately, the vines coiled up and caught him in time, so that his fragile body would not suffer more injuries.

With Marquis McIntosh not around, the magic power leaking out of the magic universe had nowhere to go and exploded again.

Things get troublesome.

Mo Xie lay on the vines, slowly wiping the warm liquid from the corners of his mouth.

If we leave Marquis Mackintosh, the magical universe will explode as soon as he uses his magic power.

This kind of damage cannot be offset immediately by witchcraft power, and it may even take a whole day to repair the affected organs.

This also means that his future actions will be more restricted.

It seemed as if fate was playing a joke on him. When the world was about to suffer a catastrophe, he was forced to be tied to his biological father.

Puff, puff!

Hearing the continuous sounds, Moshe turned around to see that his blood had fallen on the spores, stimulating them to begin to sprout and grow.

It's better to nip them in the bud now, otherwise when he loses his ability to move, he will become prey.

Thinking of this, Mo Xie moved his fingers slightly, preparing to draw the magic circle again.

The tearing pain in the body became more and more intense, the vision gradually became blurred, and the body's perception was about to be disconnected from consciousness.

Just then, a burst of hurried footsteps approached, followed by a familiar smell.

The fresh tea and woody aromas were given a rich form in the damp cave and rushed straight into Moshe's nostrils.

While his consciousness was blurred, he saw the man's dazzling golden hair and the cold sword flash by.

The spores were frozen by ice crystals before they could take any specific shape or even let out a wail, and then were crushed into powder by an invisible force and dissipated into the darkness.

He did not feel the slightest bit of cold air because he was held in strong arms, which were warm and generous. Every step he took was firm and steady.

The overflowing magic power was being sucked away, his eyelids trembled, and finally he could not hold on and fainted.

Outside the cave, the knights and magicians who were sticking to their duties were paying attention to the movements inside the cave while keeping in touch with Barrit.

With the previous experience of "sliding from the sea island to the East Continent", they all carried teleportation scrolls with them and could move immediately when needed.

Thanks to this, they found out the reason as quickly as possible and learned the updated deduction results.

The monster that Adjutant Barrit encountered was the one in the first round of challenges. It came from another world and possessed unknown powers.

"Commander-in-chief, how is Mo Xie... Hoo!"

"What happened? Were these injuries caused by whatever was in the cave?"

"Oh my god! His mouth is still bleeding!"

People forgot the majesty of Artborg McIntosh and gathered around him, anxious to see the specific condition of the child in his arms.

"Commander-in-chief, please let me treat Moshe!" said a healing magician.

Art Bolger held the child steadily, staring intently at his pale face, "No."

The magician's eyes widened, "Why? He's seriously injured!"

Is Lord Mackintosh really so cruel as to watch Moshe die? He is just a child! What has he done wrong?

Artbolg took out a clean handkerchief with one hand, wet it with water magic, and simply wiped it on Moshe's face, "He won't die."

Maybe what you said is true, Mo Xie will not die. But looking at his slightly frowned brows, he obviously feels uncomfortable!

The healing magician, who was married in middle age and had a son with her husband, could not turn a blind eye to the mistakes made by her superiors.

She mustered up her courage and said cautiously, "Ahem, well, maybe you could move your right hand down a little, at least to support the child's...buttocks."

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on Art Bolger's hands holding the child.

Oh! This father is such a failure!

What kind of terrible way to hold a baby is this? The baby must be feeling very uncomfortable without any support!

Artborg, who has been the center of attention and admired by countless people since birth, actually felt nervous under the gaze of his subordinates.

A ripple appeared in his calm eyes, and he changed the way he held the child as the magician said.

[Commander-in-chief, as you said, we concentrated our attack on one point. By tracing the magic circuit, we discovered their magic core.]

[Now that the two monsters have been destroyed, I have left a core to be handed over to scholars for research.]

After saying that, Barritt quietly waited for instructions from his superiors.

"The mother will produce spores. The spores are spherical, mostly red, and grow very fast. Mobilize all personnel immediately and use tracking and positioning magic to conduct a carpet search. Don't let any of them go."

[yes!]

Artborg glanced at them and everyone immediately understood. They saluted in unison and then dispersed to act according to what he had just said.

This time, Mo Xie was unconscious and his consciousness was floating in the sea of ​​​​consciousness. He was unable to enter the spiritual world and could not perceive the situation in the outside world.

After an unknown amount of time, his consciousness finally returned to his body and he slowly opened his eyes.

My head feels heavy, as if it were filled with stones.

My whole body feels sore and weak, and it is difficult to move a finger.

Except for his eyesight, all his senses seemed to be taken away, and he could not sense any breath.

what is this?

Mo Xie raised his head with difficulty and found a strange thing on his right wrist.

"This is an anti-lost leash, a children's version."

Arthur sat on the edge of the bed and said expressionlessly.

Behind him, the blond, blue-eyed man raised his arm slightly, and the red rope swayed elastically a few times with his movements.