Chapter 55: Well, that mushroom is not strong enough!

The news that King Solas had fallen from his throne during petitions, clutching at his heart, had made both Brandon and Pan have mixed feelings.

On the one hand, if he died, then he wouldn't be hunting Pan anymore. On the other, if Solas died, the Boliarins, the elite necromancers in service of the kings and emperors of the world, were going to descent on their country.

Killing everyone, harvesting their corpses.

"We need to evolve the mushroom!" Pan said. Brandon nodded, for if that was Pan's decision to make, then the call was made.

"And how do you propose to do that?" Brandon asked. It had taken them weeks to create those level one healing mushrooms.

Solas did not have that kind of time!