Start as a Spiritual Planter: I Have a Game Panel

Chapter 123: Rat King's Whisper

Ram sighed softly, but a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. Nyra's puppy-like eagerness was hard to resist. "Yeah, you did good, Nyra," he said, patting her head affectionately.

"Hehe, now that the disagreeable fellow has departed, I can finally have some alone time with Master," Nyra chuckled as she thought, her face lit up instantly, beaming with joy as she squeezed his arm tighter in response.

Ram didn't know that she was under a lot of pressure following Korrin, and always wanted to approach him but stopped by Korrin.

Now that he left for the trail space, she finally let go and revealed her true mischievous nature.

Observing the abrupt scene, both Su Mu and Mai were taken aback.

Although Mai's expression remained composed, her eyes, along with Su Mu's, sharpened when they turned towards Nyra.

Ram didn't notice these small moments, he was still grinning, expecting the final phase of the plan to begin soon.

When he looked at the bone flute an attribute panel appeared with details.

[ Demon Flute Equipment: Rat King's Whisper]

[ Level: Silver Low-grade]

[ Description: A bone flute made from the enchanted spine of the Yellow-toothed Rat King. Its eerie notes summon and command rats within a 300-meter radius. When played, it can control up to 50 Tier 3 rats. ]

[ Effect 1: Command the Horde: Can command up to 50 rats. Their collective intelligence increases, allowing for better coordination in battle like giving them basic commands such as scouting, attacking, or swarming..]

[ Effect 2:Warpath Frenzy: When a specific high-pitched note is played, the rats go into a berserk state, increasing their strength by 50%, but they lose all defensive instincts and fight until death.]

[ Special Effect: Frenzy Trigger: King's Command: The flute has a chance to summon the spirit of the Rat King, which can manifest through the swarm of rats, amplifying their power by an additional 150% for 5 minutes and making them almost unstoppable in combat.]

"What did you just do, though?" Liam asked, still a bit wary of the strange screech he heard. Even the usually playful Little Black beside him became slightly restless, his eyes scanned the area, half expecting something monstrous to appear.

Nyra grinned mischievously. "The Yellow-toothed rats will be here soon. This demon flute was made from a Tier 3 Yellow-toothed Rat King. It can control a small number of rats," she explained with a playful smirk.

"But it also has the ability to make them violent and berserk, improving their strength by an additional 50%."

Sid raised an eyebrow, his expression skeptical. "Rats? What's the use of them?"

Nyra and Ram exchanged knowing grins. They didn't explain, but simply said in unison, "Soon, you'll know."

Sid's eyes narrowed as frustration flared up. "Damn it, this guy's acting mysterious again!" he grumbled, clenching his fists. He was about to march over and teach Ram a small lesson when Mai's arm shot out, stopping him abruptly.

"Not now, Sid," Mai said, her voice tense. She immediately became alert, her sharp gaze locking onto the figures approaching from the distance—Yang Wei and two others, hurrying toward them.

The moment she saw Yang Wei, Mai's senses screamed danger. This man wasn't much weaker than her.

Pushing Sid behind her protectively, Mai moved closer to Ram and Nyra, ready for whatever fight might be coming.

Sid, noticing the shift in her stance, held back, while Liam and Su Mu, who had been quietly observing, also became vigilant, preparing themselves for action.

Yet, despite the tension among the group, Ram and Nyra remained unusually calm.

They didn't flinch, their posture relaxed, as if they were simply waiting for Yang Wei to come.

Yang Wei hurried over; confusion written all over his face. Along the way, he had noticed the eerie absence of the cavemen—the once crowded space was now completely barren, save for the old and disabled.

He could still recall more than thirty thousand cavemen gathered here a few hours back before he went to complete the task Ram had assigned to him.

"Hey, what happened to all those cavemen?" Yang Wei asked the moment he arrived.

But just as the words left his mouth, his eyes fell on the altar behind Ram. He froze, his breath catching in his throat.

His finger shot up, trembling slightly as he pointed at the ritual altar.

"Wait… Is that…?" he stammered, swallowing hard as his eyes widened. The faint traces of blood still smeared across the stone surface, the remnants of the ritual, were unmistakable.

Yang Wei's gaze darted between Ram and the altar, a deep sense of dread creeping into his eyes, and his voice trembled with disbelief. "Did you send all those cavemen to complete the Lord's Trial?"

Ram sighed softly, his expression calm and collected. 'Just as I thought, as a member of the Wood Human race, Brother Yang must know a lot about Lords, or even have their own Lords in their clan."

Meeting Yang Wei's gaze, he answered without hesitation. "Yeah, it's what you think. The Blood Eye ritual was completed. Korrin's leading them in the Lord's Trial now." read only on m-vl _e|mp,yr

Yang Wei's eyes widened even further. His shoulders sagged with disbelief, and his voice dropped into a low, serious tone. "The Lord's Trial? Do you realize what you've done? Did you just send them all to die? It's no ordinary test."

"Do you even know how hard it is to survive in there?" He simply sighed, remembering something he didn't press further, instead falling into silence and didn't speak further.

Mai, who had been watching the exchange closely from behind Ram, leaned in slightly and whispered in his ear, her eyes sharp with curiosity. "Do you know him?" Her tone was low, almost suspicious.

Ram nodded slightly and cleared his throat. "Ah, right. I should've introduced him earlier," he replied calmly, gesturing towards Yang Wei.

"This is Brother Yang. He's also a Spiritual Planter like me." He paused, then glanced at the two individuals standing behind Yang Wei, who had been observing the situation silently. "And those behind him… Well, I actually don't know their names, but they're Brother Yang's friends."

Yang Wei, shaking off his initial shock, turned slightly towards his companions and introduced them in a hurried manner. "This is Meng Zhi and Jian Yun. Meng Zhi is a Tier 2 physician while Brother Jian is a Tier 3 Knight."

Meng Zhi, a tall and slender woman with dark hair tied back in a loose braid, nodded curtly. "Thanks, Mr. Ram and Miss Nyra for saving us, Yang Wei told us what happened after we woke up."

"Yes, we didn't know that these Half Drows are with Brother Ram, it was very reckless of us to attack them without knowing full well," Jian Yun, a much shorter man with a wiry frame and a scar running across his chin, spoke while also thanking Ram for saving them.

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