Wizard: Unlimited Profession Slots Chapter 1162 - 477: Banquet of Madness (Part 2)

But whenever a certain original impulse begins to rise, the balancing traits of the Wisdom Triangle automatically make adjustments, bringing the distorted thoughts back on track.

"So how can I help my teammates?"

"Create a ’purification zone’."

Aselia quickly offered advice:

"Use your Light Element, combined with my lightning traits, to create a high-energy ion field in the air. This environment can neutralize the majority of organic spores."

Ron immediately took action.

He raised his hands and began to channel the magic power of the Light Element within him.

Golden light surged from his fingertips, weaving a complex grid of energy in the air.

At the same time, he activated the bloodline connection with Aselia, allowing silver lightning to jump and traverse through the Light Net.

——Thunder Light Purification!

This was an impromptu creation of a Combined Magic, merging the purification traits of Light Element with the disintegration ability of lightning.

High-energy particles sliced through the organic pollutants in the air like invisible blades, while lightning completely broke down the internal structures of the spores.

The effect was immediate.

Within a twenty-meter radius centered on Ron, the air began to become clear and transparent.

The green spores that had originally been densely packed dissipated rapidly, like snowflakes met with fire, revealing a clear sky.

Edwin was the first to regain consciousness, the red light in his eyes fading, replaced by confusion and fear:

"Just now... I wanted to kill everything... that feeling..."

He shook his head, trying to shake off the lingering effects:

"It’s like something had planted a seed of hatred in my mind."

Laku and Patty also gradually returned to normal, but could still feel the spores’ aftereffects.

It was a deep sense of exhaustion, like the weakness that follows recovering from a severe illness.

"Now I understand why the Life Tree School dared to design this kind of carnival."

Ron shared his observations:

"From the very beginning, they intended to turn all contestants into out-of-control beasts, and then select the most valuable ’materials’ from the chaos."

......

The scene in the center of the arena grew more horrifying.

Those resurrected contestants, under the catalysis of frenzied spores, were undergoing unprecedented mutations.

In the short time since her revival, Lianna’s body had completely integrated with that vine circulation system.

Dozens of thick main vines extended from her spine, waving in the air like tentacles.

At the end of each vine blossomed a giant carnivorous flower.

These flowers had serrated, sharp petals, and in the center was a deep red digestive cavity, emitting a nauseating corrosive acidic smell.

The eeriest part was that deep within each flower was the outline of a human face, the visages of the native warriors she had "fused" with.

Their eyes had become stamens, their mouths the digestive organs of the flower, but one could still discern expressions of pain and despair.

"Food... need food... "

Lianna emitted an inhuman howl, as countless flower mouths opened and closed simultaneously, like a giant feeding machine:

"Life... blood... everything... must be devoured..."

Her rationality had completely vanished, leaving only the most primitive plant instincts—growth, expansion, and devour.

Under the catalysis of frenzied spores, this instinct was magnified to the extreme.

Vini’s transformation was even more chilling.

Her body split into hundreds of tiny entities, each retaining fragments of her consciousness.

These mutated insects swirled in the air like a black vortex, emitting a sharp, piercing hum.

Their wings shimmered with kaleidoscopic colors, but those beautiful hues concealed deadly neurotoxins.

Any creature that stared for more than three seconds would fall into a state of deep hallucination.

"Kill the intruders... protect the swarm..."

Countless tiny voices converged into a shrill chorus, and Vini’s collective consciousness was reduced to the most basic territorial defense instinct.

She began indiscriminately attacking all non-insect beings, viewing them as threats to the swarm’s survival.

As for Caroline, her situation was a bit more unique.

Although the gestation chamber in her abdomen had swollen to an absurd size, her main consciousness remained relatively clear.

This might be because her mutation direction was "reproduction specialization," and maternal instincts to some extent resisted the influence of the frenzied spores.

But she faced a more severe problem—she could no longer control the creatures she spawned.

Hundreds of fist-sized parasitic bees poured from her abdomen, but under the influence of the spores, these "children" became extremely aggressive.

They attacked not only external targets but even turned to attack their "mother."

"My children... why... why are you attacking mommy..."

Caroline pleaded with a trembling voice, trying to soothe the out-of-control parasitic bees, but all she received was fiercer attacks.

Her arms and cheeks were already covered with dense stings, the venom turning her skin a purplish black.

......

"This is our opportunity."

Ron calmly observed the three out-of-control mutants, starting to formulate a tactical plan:

"Although they have become more powerful, they have lost the ability for rational thought.

This means they can only act on instinct, and instincts can be guided."

He began explaining his plan to his teammates:

"Lianna is now completely driven by plant logic.

Her predatory flowers will prioritize attacking fast-moving and life energy-rich targets, we can use this to our advantage."