Orgal left satisfied with the location information, while Roger still lay limp on the table, his whole body trembling slightly, his face showing a painful expression, but he could not make any sound because his mouth was already filled with mycelium.
The mycelium gradually covered his entire body, slowly growing mushrooms, caps, and then spreading open. Countless spores were scattered around, and if a strong light were shone right now, spores flying all over the sky could be seen.
The torment continued painfully for half an hour before all the fungi began to wither and turn into ash, dissipating.
After suffering for over half an hour, Roger regained a bit of strength and quickly crawled up, stumbling into the bathroom, washing from head to toe, draining the water, and then washing again.
