"But the whole person will become extremely averse to sunlight and positive energy, which can cause body spasms and painful convulsions. The only advantage is that as long as you eat some insects such as rats and cockroaches, you can barely maintain your physical activity consumption. Those mind eaters seem to survive by sucking on animal blood and fat, and by eating the 'blood sausage' that grows on us. Their master, the Mind Flayer, likes to eat the brains and brains of humans. ”

The words of the old man.

Let Chen Xuyuan understand all of a sudden.

The "Sewer Clan" captive by the Mind Eater (Intellect Devourer) everywhere under the city of feelings, this is planting the human body as a "crop field"!~

It's just that.

Such a person who is not a human being, a ghost or a ghost is waiting for death, even if he is alive, how sad it is.

"Do you know the origin of that fascination king?" Lao Chen casually asked with the mentality of trying it out, he actually didn't expect the old man to really know what the inside story was.

"Hehe~ If you ask other residents of several other settlements, I'm afraid no one knows. And I happened to meet a few smugglers and cultists who traded with the 'King of Hearts'. I've heard them say that the Enchanted King is a legendary-rank Mind Flayer wizard, but no one knows how strong it is. Traffickers and gang members often sell slaves, meat tickets, and addicts in large quantities to serve as food for the 'demons'. I learned from their conversations that the Enchanted King had long been secretly united—many loose criminal groups and fugitives in the city, and that he also had inexplicable ties to the Governor. The Governor's Palace controlled the port area, and almost sixty percent of the businesses in pornography, gambling, drugs, smuggling, spell raw materials, weapons, etc., were collecting money, and they had been secretly recruiting troops. “

"The co-opted 'gang' members and associations have been whitewashed into officially recognized and vibrant social groups. On the surface, it is a security company and a financial guarantee company under the name of the Governor's Palace, but in fact, it is the white gloves of the government, specializing in some dirty work that is not seen, and of course, there are scapegoats after mistakes. Even smugglers and smugglers need to go down the sewers to transport 'goods', which is an important channel for smugglers to escape from the sea and outside the city, so more than 90% of the gangs in the city are inseparable from the 'obsessed king'. Even if it's not a gang of other gangs, they still need to curry favor with this legendary demon, often abducting strangers who have no backstage to sell to the Obsessed King. Externally, it was said that they had been transported to work on other continents to make a fortune. ”

The old man exited amazingly.

At once, the two biggest masterminds in the city were exposed.

Come to think of it.

The other party has long been a giant who covers the sky with one hand in the city and eats it all in black and white.

For these human beings, who have no power to resist, they are already just seen as lambs to be slaughtered, delicious food to walk, so some things that are not too confidential are not too guarded and hidden from them.

However, this old man seems to have some knowledge, and he does not look like a foolish woman with no knowledge at the bottom, and the [vegetative changes] in the lower body are not due to any fungal disease.

Lao Chen saw something on it - traces of the spell artificially distorting the flesh.

Seeing Chen Xuyuan's gaze fall on his fading bark, the old Fabio immediately understood - what the other party wanted to know next.

He took the initiative to speak: "You saved Xiao Lao'er, so I don't have to hide anything." The [Tree Man Change] in my lower body is the result of my own spell casting, just to think that ~ maybe I can transform myself into a half-demonic half-plant and save my old life. ”

Master Chen's curiosity immediately tickled like a cat's scratch, and he couldn't help but continue to ask, "How did you do it?"

The old man had already regained a small amount of strength at this time, this is the mystery of the magic of this world, as long as it is not physically disabled, it is always surprisingly quick and easy to recover.

He shifted so that he could turn sideways and point to a hidden hole in the wall, and motioned for the young Hawthorn to take out a packet of handwritten parchment wrapped in animal skins.

The old man smiled and asked the young man to hand it directly to Lao Chen, and explained to the lifesaver who read the content: "I was a fifth-order druid before I was injured. It was because he was chased and injured by the enemy, and forcibly cast a spell to damage the spiritual origin and downgrade, so he fled here to hide. It's just that I didn't expect that in the city where humans gather, the situation is even more dangerous than the life of eating and sleeping in the wilderness. “

"On this parchment scroll, there is a record of the original manuscript of the 7th-order spell [Tree Man Change] handed down by my ancestors. It also records [Activated Wood], etc., several low-level ancient druid spells. It was to protect this soon-to-be-lost knowledge of natural spells from being seized or destroyed by the enemy, so I hid incognito, evading the pursuit of a few small spellcasters and church organizations. ”

"Then you just give it to me with such confidence?" Lao Chen said with a smile as he looked carefully at the obscure words recorded in the ancient eternal lingua franca on it.

"The old man is a person who has died once. At that time, I drank a mixed sap potion made of poplar, oak, yew, and other materials, and permanently transformed myself into a tree man, but I only gambled on luck, and I was not sure of the slightest success. After all, this is a simplified version of the [Permanent Tree Tree] that he has changed indiscriminately with high-level spells. The probability of successful transformation is slim, and the possibility of retaining human consciousness is even more pitiful. I can see that your mana is much stronger than mine, and you also have the grace to heal me, so I simply entrust you with the scroll left by my ancestors. It's better than burying me in this place where I don't see the light of day, and it's really lost. Scold...... Ahem......"

The old man smiled heartily, and suddenly affected the sick body that was not yet full of holes, and coughed violently.

"But I want to ask you for one more thing. Hawthorn was an orphan I adopted on my way to escape. The village where he was born was plagued by famine and plague. After the death of both parents, he was abandoned in a deserted village. I want to entrust him to you, to take him out of here, and to help me find a good family to be raised by them. Although I taught him to wear withered fungal skin on his clothes, he concealed his breath. But if he stays in this sewer, without my previous care and protection, sooner or later he will be dead. The old man was clear about his condition, and he immediately began to prepare to explain the future.

Lao Chen also understood, although he was only half cured just now.

The parasitic fungus, though devoured by the demonic plants he drives.