Goblin Dependency
Chapter 157 - 102 Mad Dog_3

Chapter 157: Chapter 102 Mad Dog_3

Even an extensive underground habitat filled with various trap-laden corridors had been carved out.

"Crackle!"

A giant bonfire made of countless branches burned fiercely, its scorching flame illuminating almost the entire cavity.

Above the bonfire, several robust camel bulls were being roasted.

Their thick and dense fur gradually charred and cracked under the fiery heat, revealing the tender and juicy flesh beneath.

Adding a hint of food aroma to the cave, which was filled with the filthy stench of excrement and a strong bloody smell.

The high-pitched, frenzied howls grew even more intense, casting a nauseating hue on the rough, sore-covered green skin in the firelight.

In any other band, they wouldn’t wait for the prey to be fully roasted; the greedy, undisciplined green skins would have torn and devoured it by now.

But now, the hundreds of goblins.

Remarkably exhibited the order unique to intelligent creatures, suppressing their bodily instincts.

Sitting neatly around the bonfire.

Even as drool from their mouths wetted the ragged cloth around their waists; their emaciated stomachs, left with only skin, convulsed from hunger.

Not a single green skin, driven by desire, leaped forward to bite.

In the deepest part of the nest, an Earth Goblin clad in full armor, with a Dual Handed Axe at its feet.

Looked at the scene before him, with a humane expression of satisfaction on his face.

He casually tossed the bone, gnawed to just a few scraps of meat, to the ground.

Slowly rose from a stone seat cushioned with silk fabric and soft pads, taking two steps forward.

His stinking mouth opened, air flow surged from his chest to his throat.

The vocal cords began to vibrate faintly.

The next moment, he was about to issue an order for the goblins to eat.

And at that precise moment.

Suddenly, the whole world seemed to be paused.

The frantic and chaotic sharp shrieks of the goblins that filled the cave abruptly ceased.

The Earth Goblin stood motionless, maintaining the stance just before speaking.

From two protruding yellowish-brown fangs under his lower lip, residual blood from half-cooked meat slowly dripped, splattering on his chest’s metal armor.

Deep within his cavity, scattered with decayed teeth, a faint purple tendril flickered momentarily.

"Screech."

As if a tender bud breaking through the soil, a moth escaping its cocoon, a subtle sound suddenly emerged in the extraordinarily silent nest.

Bam—

The strong body of the Earth Goblin suddenly fell, the metal armor clashing with the ground, producing an ear-piercing noise.

"Grr..."

His head jerked upward, mouth agape.

A dark purple mycelium, like a parasitic worm bred within, clung to his throat and mouth, writhing and proliferating.

The tendrils entwined and coalesced, pouring out from the Earth Goblin’s mouth.

Faster and faster.

In just a few seconds, the initial tiny tendrils expanded, engulfing the entire body.

And the Earth Goblin’s body, originally robust beyond an ordinary person, deflated visibly like a punctured balloon.

Far from enough.

The dark purple mycelium spread rapidly outward from the Earth Goblin, like a fungal net across the ground.

With various fluids bonding feces and soil, metal and rock, leftover bones and flesh scraps, as well as the hundreds of green skins, already unconscious, collapsed on the ground...

"Crunch... Crunch..."

The bonfire, emitting heat and light, had already extinguished without notice, even the embers left on the wood dimmed alongside.

In the pitch-black cave, only a disturbing, creepy sound echoed.

It was like a stomach, writhing and digesting flesh within.

No one knew how much time passed.

"Fizz, pop."

In the sticky and sluggish sound of footsteps, a blurred humanoid creature, formed by intertwining dark purple mycelium, moved its body and walked out of the cave.

Resembling an awkward clay doll in a child’s hand, it had no facial features, limbs of varying lengths, twisted and deformed.

Only at the original positions of its eyes and mouth, three deep and eerie holes remained.

Howl—

From far within the forest, the howl of an unknown wolf-like demon startled a few birds and beasts, flapping their wings to flee from the treetops.

The humanoid entity, tenuously formed by mycelium, twisted its head.

Gazed afar for a while, then arduously rotated its head back.

Heading towards the forest’s perimeter, away from River Valley Town, it moved off slowly.

In the air, only a sound remained, like countless tiny noises pieced together, causing a sharp ache in the gums:

"Mad... Dog..."