I added mushrooms for you.

From that day on, secret realms descended upon the world.
Bizarre creatures cried out for nourishment, and strange rules lay in wait for the fortunate.
These individuals were lured by supernatural abilities and treasures, entering the game for wealth and power.
Yet soon, they would go mad with the roles they played, consumed by the savagery.
But he was different, always relishing the thrill of fear, savoring the joy of despair.
In the razor-sharp twists of fate, "Fantastic, thrilling!" he exclaimed.
Then he turned around, smiling and even more expectant—
Striding towards hell.
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March Into Hell

"Tang Qing, please don't affect others' choices, ordinary people have already stepped forward, we have even more of a responsibility." Liu Mo pulled out his Contamination Liquid and nodded towards X, "Now?"


"No, wait." Li Qingming still looked up at the sky-covering Swarm, watching them draw closer to the mere dozen or so left in the Black Legion, so close that they were indistinguishable, "Just a bit more..."


As his words fell, the last of the Corps was submerged.


No signs of battle were seen, not even a sound, nor did any limbs fall; they were simply overwhelmed.


But at the same time, the Swarm rushing out from the Nest also abruptly stopped, with only a few that were injured by their own kind trampled and rammed flying out.


X then pondered aloud: "Fifteen to twenty thousand. Good, this is their ace in the hole, smaller than I thought."


He spoke, turning around with his arms spread:


"Everything is still according to plan.


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