SSS-Rank Poop Shoveler Spirit-Chapter 107: "You’re Going To Get Hanged, Ka!"

This strange hole full of sh*t wasn't enough to kill the C-rank man-eating plant, but it was more than enough to trap it for a while.

Not to mention, the hole was actually quite large, enough to fit one more plant without them being able to escape!

The quick-witted one in Mario's team immediately lured a man-eating plant and decisively kicked it down the sh*t hole.

"KRRRRR!!!"

Just like before, the plant struggled to climb up but to no avail and because there was another plant in the hole, the two plants became aggressive, suddenly tearing each other with great vigor, determined to only let one live!

Mario, Crowie and even Garfin were stunned at the strange sight of a ferocious plant being buried in a literal...sh*t hole.

"This...did you level up? What kind of new skill is this?" Mario finally found his voice and secretly let out a sigh.

Damn it. If this skill existed back then, he would be the one buried in the sh*t hole, right?

He would be in deep sh*t!!

Castra ignored Mario's probing and immediately asked the other youngest to group the plants into two.

"My skill's cool down is short, so please set up two plants at a certain distance from other plants so that my skill can work better!"

The youngsters didn't dare to look down on this strange skill and immediately complied.

After less than a minute, Castra's skill cool down had ended and he immediately used it again.

"In Deep Sh*t!"

BEEP. [In Deep Sh*t Skill is activated.]

Another sh*t hole appeared under the plants and the gullible plants fell helplessly into it, never to climb up until they exhausted their energy.

With this tactic, Castra led Mario's group to slowly move away from the den of man-eating plants until they couldn't see those horrible devil-like plants anymore.

The moment the group broke free, the youngsters almost felt like shouting to the sky.

Hell yeah!!

But Mario, the leader of the group, immediately put on a stern face, berating the youngsters.

"Focus! Focus! We are still in the Elven Forest. There will be many more strange things here!"

The youngsters quieted down but a few of them had sour faces.

They couldn't help but whisper to each other, their tone full of disdain and disgust,

"Hmph. So what if he's from the main family? He's only a D-rank summoner while most of us are already a C-rank summoner at his age."

"Yeah, some of us from the branch family are even younger than this young master."

"The main family is over. With that kind of talent, they will soon decline, just see!"

"Tsk. If I had his resources, I would already become a B-rank or an A-rank summoner, bringing honor to our family!"

"That guy is lucky his natal spirit has an elf bloodline. Isn't that why the elders want him to come to this God-forsaken place?"

"I heard that his natal spirit's potential is only A-rank but if the bloodline is purified, the potential will soar to S or even SS-rank!"

"Hmph! It's him who needs the bloodline cleansing for his natal spirit but it's us who have to put our lives on the line."

"Shhhh, that bastard young master must have noticed something wrong too. Don't let him catch us."

The four to five youngsters didn't chat for too long and immediately mingled with the other youngsters, acting as if nothing happened.

Crowie and Garfin, the two people with the sharpest ears heard the whole conversation but they turned a blind eye.

What does human politics have to do with them, little animals?

Crowie, the cowardly bird even dared to land on Castra's head and sang off tune, so relaxed that he's now out of danger!

Castra twitched his lips and was about to swat him away when the crow suddenly opened its beak and screamed,

"Ka! Ka! Two-legged beast, you're going to be hanged, ka!"

?? Is this crow cursing him??

Castra was about to grab the noisy crow when a strong wind suddenly blew behind his neck, but he couldn't see what the hell was behind.

Garfin, the one with the fastest reflex subconsciously turned his head around and his fur instantly bristled.

"Meowww! Hooman, duck!"

Castra immediately ducked and the next second, a rope-like vine flew by his head, just an inch away from touching the back of his neck.

Whip!

The lasso rope-like vine flew like an arc before it accelerated back, its loop about to latch onto Castra's neck!

In that instant, Castra dodged to the right while shouting at the youngsters who were still unaware of the commotion,

"Everyone, spread out! Spread out!"

But...it was too late.

Similar lasso vines suddenly fell from the thick trees above everyone's head and then, they shot out towards the youngsters, so fast that people could only see a black blur.

"Ah!"

A lasso vine looped around a careless young man's neck and before the young man could cut the vine, the vine instantly shot up to the sky, dragging the burly young man with ease.

Swoosh!

"Ggaaaahhh!!"

The young man's face instantly turned purple and red, his eyes bulged out and his tongue stuck out limply, like a hanging ghost.

Before the young man breathed his last—

His natal spirit finally reacted.

The humanoid spirit quickly sliced the vine with his spirit dagger and once the vine broke off, the young man's body fell from three meters high.

"Romeo!"

As the other youngsters screamed in panic, the assassin-like natal swiftly caught the young man's limp body in the air before rolling around on the ground, buffering their fall.

The others didn't have time to care about Romeo because soon, more and more people were caught by the lasso and immediately dragged towards the towering tree.

This time, the caught prey weren't so lucky and in less than a minute, their legs stiffly swayed in the air, their arms and bodies limp.

They...are dead.

The first casualties appeared.