Boom!
The moment the elevator door closed, the entire elevator shaft shook violently.
Lin Xian used his superpower to control the immobilized elevator, guiding it downward, as a deeply buried odor of annihilating spores burst forth.
"What on earth was that just now? Why did we all suddenly fall into an illusion?"
Luo Yang asked, his face full of lingering fear. All of them were at least Frenzy Level fighters, but no one reacted just now; they all got hit.
It seemed like a moment, but more than two hours had passed. If those head fungi and fungus zombies had rushed in, they would have been wiped out.
"The purpose of these mycelia is to parasitize, not necessarily to kill."
Ding Junyi analyzed, "And it seems these mycelia are more obsessed with organic life than mechanical energy."
Lin Xian's face was grave: "Even you, wearing full-body battle armor, got affected by the illusion. How can we guard against those parasitic spores?"
