Carus disappeared, into the darkness of the sewer. Only the enchanter, who was held by the fleshy cotton, was left to greet his slow and painful death. If he could speak now, in fact, the curse crow almost did, and cursed the damned devil with the most vicious words he knew. But he soon calmed down, perhaps because of the pain in his legs, he had to calm down.


    He can''t scare the meat eating cotton. Although the monster is gnawing at his body, the whole action is leisurely and casual. The meat eating cotton takes him as a new dead body. This makes the crow wonder if the killers in the city will actually throw the bodies of their victims here for scavengers to eat. But this kind of leisure is subtle. Once the curse crow makes a sound or moves violently, he will frighten the mindless monster. When a part of his body is wrapped in meat cotton, the magician does not want to do so.


    Is there any way to escape? The curse crow closed his eyes and thought, although the fire is the safest way, the development of Carus'' scruples is not nonsense. If the gas is detonated here, even the magician does not know what he will be blown into. He can''t take the risk. Curse crow''s love for his body is just like knowledge. He knows how long his body has to support his soul, so he must be careful to serve this fragile body.


    The pain gradually spread to the knee. The mantra crow could feel that some of the antennae of the meat eating cotton had penetrated into the wound of his leg. In this way, the branches with small sharp teeth would tear open his blood vessels soon. As long as the bleeding happens, the Sorcerer''s injury will be very serious. There has to be a way. The curse crow recalled every kind of magic he knew and looked for a solution.


    When the antennae of the carnivorous cotton began to tear the muscle of the leg of the mantra crow, its fatal "embrace" did not stop. The suffocating feeling told the magician that the monster''s body had reached the chest. I can''t wait any longer. I''m afraid I can''t even afford to pay some injuries to get out. The curse crow knew how difficult it was to get out of the meat cotton''s arms, so his eyes suddenly opened at the moment of making up his mind.


    The magic light burst out of the magician''s eyes. At that moment, the whole sewer was illuminated by the light in his eyes. "Enough!" With a roar, the clothes on the curse crow inflated like a balloon, and then And then it shrivels at a faster rate like a leaky balloon. But this one shrinks, originally in the clothing person, already disappeared.


    "Gaga!" A raven with pure black wings flies out of the collar of his clothes. If anyone can see it clearly, there are many tiny wounds on one leg. That''s how the curse crow came up with. He chose to escape from the cage that was built for his human size by means of metamorphosis. But it''s risky. Crows are not sewer creatures.


    "Touch!" With a dull sound, the mantra crow, who has just escaped from the flesh eating cotton, bumps into the top of the sewer. His flight path changes from a beautiful straight line to a crooked one. The deformation not only changes the caster''s body, but also makes the gray robed wizard become as fragile as a real Raven. After that, the meat eating cotton found that the delicacy of the mouth disappeared and made a chilling "gurgling" sound. Its tentacles became even harder than iron.


    Careful, careful. The curse crow kept reminding himself that he didn''t want to be hit on the ground by excrement from the sky when he was flying, regardless of the injury. Such an experience is unacceptable to the arrogant magician. Fortunately, his familiarity with crow form did not make the curse crow afraid. After a minute or two of flying, he was sure that he had got rid of that damned underground creature. Also completely lost in the city of molten iron complex underground pipeline.


    Bird''s eyes can''t see things in a dark environment, but they are better than human eyes. The crow in the sewer carefully selects a dry platform and lands on it. As its feathers gradually became the color of human clothes, the curse crow knelt naked on the platform, and all his things were left in the clothes. Now it is estimated that it has been torn to pieces by angry meat eating cotton.


    For those things, the magician doesn''t care. For a wizard from the grey tower, his real treasures will not be carried with him. The grey robe, which had been taken off before, was summoned. The clothes given by the Lord of the grey tower to each disciple when he was an adult were inextricably linked with his master. Taking a pair of boots out of his robe, the curse crow doesn''t want to step on the sediment in the sewer with bare feet.


    After putting on his boots and robes, the curse crow stood on the platform and listened to confirm that he was the only passer-by. It''s enough for the meat cotton thing to happen once. Fortunately, there was no other sound coming from the darkness around, only the echoes of dirt falling from the top into the sewer from time to time. The curse crow frowned and lost the leadership of Carus. He could not find his way back in the darkness.


    The wizard hesitated to use a spell that would allow him to gain dark vision, but it would also cause his eyes to flash a striking light, which was as obvious as a torch in the dark ground. Especially now that the mantra crow knows that there are still many interesting residents in the underground maze, he really needs to consider his own behavior.In the end, however, the magician decided to use the spell. He believed that the magic light was more likely to remind the residents of his danger than the enemies who might be attracted. It''s like the speckles on a viper. The curse crow was very satisfied with the metaphor, and then the dark world began to change in his eyes. Magic makes the dark world outline a dark gray outline. This kind of dark vision can''t see very clearly, but it is very helpful for people in the dark to see the boundary of things.


    Two light blue balls of light were moving in the sewer, the eyes of the magician. After passing through some dirty corridors, the passage in front of the crow suddenly becomes clean. Obviously, these channels are not normally used. So, are these passageways the preparation for the expansion of the city, or do they have other functions?


    Curiosity drove the wizard carefully into the clean passage and into the deeper part of the underground labyrinth.


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