In the dark sewer, the Raven and Carus moved cautiously. The red lines on the devil''s body emit a light light in the dark, so that the magician will not be separated from him. It was at this time that the Raven realized for the first time that he never seemed to smell the devil in Karus. It''s incredible. Just like the smell of sulfur on the devil, the devil''s body also gives off an unpleasant smell, but even if it''s so close, the magician doesn''t feel it from Karus.
Maybe the mask covered the smell together. Curse crow thought, he does not believe that a demon can really kill his blood demon, even if he has the support of an entire adventure team behind him. As he thought, Carus, who was walking in front, slowly stopped. He held out his finger and made a quiet gesture to the wizard behind him. Then the red stripes on the ogre faded, and soon the flame in his eyes was gone.
There''s something around here. The wizard''s intuition told him so. The curse crow subconsciously approached the outside wall of the sewer nearby, hoping to reduce the possibility of being found by this action. However, he began to regret doing so when he noticed that his clothes were stuck by unknown substances on the wall. But even so, he did not dare to tear the clothes off the wall, because something in the dark was approaching.
"Click, click" the sound of hard objects hitting the bottom of the sewer becomes louder, and the spirit of the magician begins to become tense. The rat man did not make such a sound, and in the sewers of the city, there seemed to be some other occupants than his and Carus''s supposed enemies.
"Click!" From the distance of the sound and the height of the sewage splashing, the curse crow believes that as long as he reaches out his hand now, he will surely touch something in the dark. The magician held his breath, hoping that the other person had not noticed him. But things always go against their wishes, don''t they? After that click, there was no movement in the dark, and the object stopped by the curse crow.
"Close your eyes!" The voice of Karus rings directly from the mind of the magician. It''s a trick possessed by the devil that they can communicate without using words. Now, of course, it''s not the time for the curse crow to recall this ability. He subconsciously listened to the devil''s voice and closed his eyes tightly.
"Don''t move no matter what happens. You don''t want to see what''s in front of you." The voice of the mob continued. Just when the mantra crow wants to tell him that he can''t move in the first place, his words are superfluous. The soft touch from the legs makes the magician almost shout out. What''s that? The gray robe''s brain was thinking rapidly, and at the same time, it felt as if something was slowly climbing up its legs, something hairy.
The heart rate, uncontrollably, quickened. The dark environment, the tense atmosphere, and the strange feeling that has climbed up to the thigh. If an ordinary person comes to these conditions, he may have fainted due to excessive tension. However, the curse crow is still a caster from the grey tower. He has a hundred times more control over his fear than ordinary people. Faced with such a situation, the incantation master actually suppressed his faster and faster heartbeat.
"Well done." The curse crow can hear the surprise in Karus''s voice, and the demon didn''t expect that the grey robe would have this skill. This ability to change his physiological phenomena is not only partial, but also difficult to play a role in actual combat.
"You''d better think about how to get this thing out of me than that." Exclaimed the magician in the mind of the demonic. Within a short period of time, the curse crow had cracked the means of Karus and successfully traced back to the position of the demon.
Carus said something again in his grey robe''s head, but the crow did not listen, for the darkness had spread from his thigh to his waist as he communicated with his companions in silence. Up to now, the curse crow can only guess that the things attached to him are probably part of the terrain, so they lean on him so unscrupulously. But at the same time, he also noticed that the soft touch was slowly becoming hard. The feeling was changed from hair to twigs. The curse crow was deeply hurt by these hard thorns. He only hoped that the hair would not become harder, or he would become a sieve if he could not wait for the help of the demons.
"You try to move it slowly, slowly." Carus suggested that the mob could not find a safe way to separate the curse crow and the things that depended on him in the dark, so he could only advise the magician.
"No, the clothes are stuck to the wall." The curse crow replied without thinking about it. If he could move, he would have slipped away before the thing had climbed to his waist.
"Hiss It''s not easy. I haven''t seen anything on you. " The devil''s words sound helpless, while the magician is worried that the other party will leave. After all, the transaction between him and Carus does not include ensuring the safety of each other''s life. He can''t expect the other side to risk his life to protect himself.
"Don''t worry. You can describe this guy to me." The voice of the curse crow was a little anxious, and he hoped to use the eyes of Carus.
"Well, what''s on you looks like a moldy sponge. I can''t tell where the front is or see its organs." The mob pondered for a moment and began to describe what he saw. "It''s full of hair, or hair like things. It''s big and big. Its ears or nose should be covered. I''m not sure if this thing has eyes. And, I''m sure you can feel that the guy''s hair is standing up"I know what it is." The magician heard Karus''s description and quickly guessed the identity of the guy in the sewer. But it also made him understand what a dangerous situation he was in. "It''s carnivorous cotton, an underground creature. The hair on its body is its nose and ears, and it is also its mouth. There is a small mouth on each hair or on its tentacles
"So how can I separate this from you?" The explanation of the curse crow didn''t make Karus understand. He didn''t care what the creature was in front of him. He just wanted to know how to beat it back.
"Fire! Or something else that''s hot. Meat eating cotton likes warmth but hates heat. " The voice of the gray robe said aloud in his mind that all the records of the monster were from the library of the gray tower.
"No, man. This is a sewer. I can''t light it here. It''s too dangerous." Carus shook his bald head and said that the excrement ferments and deteriorates in an airless pipe, and the gas they emit will ignite in case of fire.
"Damn it! You have to hurry up, it has found that I am alive, meat cotton tentacles hardened is a precursor to eating! I don''t want to be torn alive by this thing! " The curse crow urges a way, he already can feel his trousers leg seem to be torn by something.
"Well, well, does it have any weakness, a weakness that will die if it goes in?" The devil realized the seriousness of the matter from his companion''s words. He pulled a dagger from the leather jacket tied to his trousers. The gems on the dagger glowed faintly in the dark.
"No! This thing is a piece of meat. Fire it! You have to light the fire, quick The tentacles of the meat eating cotton have touched the muscles of the magician''s legs. He can feel the pain of being bitten. Although it is not violent, it is as creepy as a group of ants eating your meat. The curse crow knows that today is not his death date, but it does not mean that he is willing to live the rest of his life without a leg.
"No, I can''t light the fire." Said Carus, lifting his lips, shaking his head, but the charmer could not see his expression. But the curse crow understood the meaning of the other person''s saying this sentence. "You have to help yourself, friend." With that, the mob cut off the connection between them.
He abandoned the curse crow.
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