In the dark sewers, Raven and Krus cautiously advanced. The red lines on the Demon's body glowed faintly in the darkness, keeping the sorcerer from separating him. It was only at this time that the Raven became aware of one thing for the first time, he never seemed to smell the devil in Krus. It was an unbelievable thing, just like the smell of sulfur on the demon's body, the devil's body emitted an unpleasant smell, but even at such a close distance, the sorcerer didn't sense it from Krus's body.

Maybe the mask covered the smell. Cursed Raven thought that he didn't believe that a demon descendant could actually kill his blood demon, even if he had the support of an entire adventure party behind him. As he pondered, Krus, who was walking in front, slowly stopped, and he held out his finger and made a quiet gesture towards the wizard behind him. Immediately, the red markings on the demon's body dimmed, and soon even the flames in his eyes were extinguished.

Something is nearby. The wizard's instincts told him so. The crow subconsciously approached the outer wall of the sewer next to him, hoping to reduce the possibility of being found through this action, but when he noticed that his clothes were stuck to the unknown substance on the wall, he began to regret doing so. But even so, he didn't dare to tear his clothes off the wall, because something in the darkness was approaching.

The sound of a hard object hitting the bottom of the sewer grew louder, and the sorcerer's spirit began to tense. The nezumi don't make such noises, and there seem to be some other inhabitants in the city's sewers besides his and Kalus's intended enemies.

"Click!" Dirty water splashed on the Raven's legs by an unknown being, judging by the distance of the sound and the height of the sewage splash, the Raven believed that if he reached out now, he would definitely touch something in the darkness. The sorcerer held his breath, hoping that the other had not noticed him. But things always backfire, don't they? After that click, there was suddenly no movement in the darkness, and the thing stopped beside the crow.

"Close your eyes!" Krus's voice sounded directly from the sorcerer's head, a little trick that the devil mastered to complete communication without using words. Of course, now was not the time for the Cursed Crow to recall this ability, and he subconsciously listened to the Demon Descendant's words and closed his eyes tightly.

"Whatever happens, don't move, you don't want to see what's in front of you. The demon's voice continued. Just as the crow wanted to tell him that he couldn't move in the first place, and his words were too much, the soft touch from his legs made the sorcerer almost scream. What is that? The gray-robed brain thought quickly, and at the same time felt as if something was slowly creeping up his calves, something long-haired.

The heartbeat was uncontrollably quickened. The dark environment, the tense atmosphere, and the strange touch that has climbed up to the thighs, these conditions may have fainted due to excessive tension at this time if these conditions were brought to an ordinary person. However, after all, the spell crow is still a spellcaster from the Gray Tower, and his control over fear is far more than that of ordinary people, and in the face of such a situation, this spell master actually slowly pressed his faster and faster heartbeat.

"Good job. The cursed crow could hear the surprise in Krus's voice, and this demon didn't expect the gray robe to have this hand, this ability to change his own physiological phenomena was not only out of the way, but also difficult to use in actual combat.

"Rather than that, you're trying to figure out how to get this thing off me. The sorcerer shouted in the mind of the Demonborn, and in a short period of time, the Curse Raven had cracked the methods of Krus, and had successfully traced back to the location of the Demonborn.

Krus said something in the grey-robed head, but the crow didn't listen, for by the time he and his companion were silent, something in the darkness had spread from his thighs to his waist. Until now, the Crow could only guess that what was attached to him probably took him as part of the terrain, which is why it leaned on him so unscrupulously. But at the same time, he also noticed that the original soft touch was slowly hardening, giving people the feeling of changing from hair to small branches, and the cursed crow was very painful from these hard thorns, he only hoped that these hairs would not become harder again, otherwise he would be turned into a sieve if he didn't wait for the rescue of the demon descendants.

"You see if you can move out of the way slowly, slowly. Krus suggested, and after circling the raven and what was lying on him in the dark, he couldn't find a safe way to separate the two, so he had to suggest to the sorcerer.

"No, the clothes are stuck to the wall. The Raven replied without thinking that if he could still move, he would have slipped away before the thing had climbed up to his waist.

"Shhh...... It's not going to be easy. I haven't seen anything on you. The Demon's words sounded helpless, and the Spellcaster was worried that the other party would walk away, since the deal between him and Krus did not include the safety of the other's lives. He couldn't expect the other party to risk his life to protect himself.

"Don't worry, tell me what this guy looks like. The Raven's tone was a little anxious, and he wished he could use the eyes of Krus.

"Well, the thing leaning against you looks like a moldy sponge, and I can't tell where its front is, and I can't see its organs. The Demon Spawn groaned for a moment, and began to describe what he saw, "It's covered in hair, or something like it, in large clumps, and its ears or nose should be covered. I'm not sure if this thing has eyes. And, I'm sure you can feel it too, this guy's hair is standing on end. ”

"I know what it is. The sorcerer heard Krus's description and quickly guessed the identity of the creature in the sewers. But it also made him understand what kind of dangerous situation he was in. "It's carnivorous cotton, an underground creature. The hairs on its body are its nose and ears, as well as its mouth, and each hair, or tentacles, has a small mouth on top of it. ”

"So how am I going to separate this thing from you?" Krus's explanation didn't make Krus understand, he didn't care what the creature in front of him was, he just wanted to know how to knock it off.

"Fire!or whatever, carnivorous cottons like warmth but hates heat. The Grey-robed voice whispered aloud in the Demon Descendant's head, and all the accounts of this monster were from the library of the Grey Tower.

"No, man, this is a sewer, I can't light a fire here, it's too dangerous. Krus shook his bald head and said, the excrement fermented and deteriorated in the unventilated pipes, and the gases they emitted ignited when caught on fire.

"Damn! you need to hurry, it has already found out that I am alive, and the hardening of the tentacles of the flesh-eating cotton is a precursor to feeding! I don't want to be torn apart alive by this thing!" the crow snapped, he could already feel his trouser legs seem to be torn apart.

"Well, well, does it have any weaknesses, the kind of weakness that will kill if you plug it in?" the Demon Spawn recognized the gravity of the matter from his companion's words, and pulled a dagger from the holster tied around his pants, the gem set in the dagger glowing faintly in the darkness.

"No! this thing is just a lump of meat, light a fire! You have to light a fire, quick!" The tentacles of the flesh-eating cotton had already touched the sorcerer's leg muscles, and he could feel the pain of being bitten, not intense, but as creepy as a swarm of ants eating your flesh. Raven knew that today was not his time to die, but that didn't mean he was willing to spend the rest of his life with one leg less.

"No, I can't light a fire. Krus raised his lips and shook his head, but the sorcerer couldn't see his expression. However, the crow understood the meaning of the other party's words. "You'll have to help yourself, friend. With that, the Demon Spawn severed the connection between them.

He abandoned the cursed raven.