Thud!
Just a slight squeeze from the Curse Crow's claws shattered it into countless pieces.
Any flesh and blood lifeform would be affected by the Petrification Curse.
"Usually, shouldn't there be many Corrupt Venomous Bees gathering honey? Why are there none..."
Gary Smith was somewhat puzzled. He hadn't seen a single janitor characteristic of the Nest of Corruption, but he didn't think much of it. It might be that the Queen Bee had commanded these workers to guard the Primitive Rising Spirit Tree.
So he ventured deeper into the Nest of Corruption. The deeper he went, the stronger the Miasma became. Even though he had ingested an antidote in advance, his skin still faintly felt a prickling pain.
If an ordinary person entered this place, they would be corroded instantly, turning into a rotten "Flesh Flower" for the bees to gather honey.