Chapter: 625

“Go.” he smiled.

After losing it weapon, Sweeper seemed to lower its head as it entered the field – though Jay didn’t leave it without options: he gave it a small stick which he snapped off a small withered bush.

As Sweeper drew closer to the first mushroom it poked one of the red fruits with the stick it was given.

Strangely the red fruit bounced harmlessly off the stick.

“Odd…” Jay thought, “so maybe it can sense living from non-living?”

Seeing no reaction, Sweeper then poked it with its undead bone finger.

Jay couldn’t tell before, but the fruit actually wasn’t sticky – it actually seemed to explode and cover whatever touched it in a red ooze which then seemed to grow rapidly grow across the bone finger, travelling up the hand and even reaching to the wrist of the skeleton.

“Wow, no wonder the deer couldn’t escape.” Jay thought as he watched it.

Jay had Sweeper try to slash at the tendril connecting to the fruit, but every time it swiped, it was like it slid across the tendrils harmlessly.

Jay pragmatically sent Handy in to chop off Sweeper’s hand. Despite having hundreds of thousands of skeletons, he didn’t want to foolishly waste resources; something felt wrong about it.

“Ironically, when I was a butcher, I would save the meat and discard the bones…” Jay thought, as he watched Sweeper’s hand getting chopped off with a smile.

Soon though, his mind drifted to why he got a class at all and how he had to flee Losla for his life.

He silently stared into the wilderness as he looked over the desert, “The wilderness won’t hold me forever. I will be back some day…” he promised himself.

Despite the skeleton hand being detached, the mushroom soon vanished under the soil again, claiming its worthless prize.

“Hmm, but sticks are dead and so are bones. I don’t see the difference…” Jay wondered, “maybe the skeletons have a type of life force?”

For some reason, the mushroom fruit had no interest in the wooden stick.

“Okay, test number two.” Jay said.

Sweeper didn’t nod, but it accepted its orders as it rushed over the the mushrooms and stuck its vambrace onto one of the hanging red fruits.

Similarly to before, it attached and grew onto the piece of the spectral armour in an erratic burst of life.

“So armour doesn’t block it…? Somehow it senses through the armour.”

Again, Sweeper had more of its arm chopped off, and was now a one-armed skeleton.

Jay had it pick up a nearby rock and touch a red fruit to it, but there was no reaction.

“Hmm…” Jay couldn’t really make sense of it.

The desert wrapped around the tip of the mountain range and kept going for a thousand meters, and as he was at the tip, he could have just walked around it as well – however, after seeing the large grey beast he decided to look for some other options.

As he looked along the mountain range, the mountains seemed to go on forever, as if they were an ancient mega wall designed to keep armies of giants out, and this strange slender desert followed along the side of it, seeming to go on forever too.