"You...... Can you speak? The young man apparently swallowed some squirt. "Hello, I'm Fei Lin of the Huashan Lin family. ”

"Do you know Jeremy Lin?" the young man's impudent challenge to Gwen's ability to speak caught Gwen off guard, and the next thought came to her mind.

"Fu Lei?" he is my cousin and my fellow disciple," Fei replied suspiciously.

"So, what are you doing here?" Gwen asked, dismounting from Caliban. "By the way, I'm Gwen Song. ”

Fei's eyes bulged out in the sockets of the skull.

How could she separate her upper body? Fei's chin almost touched the floor.

Gwen watched the magician shiver and avoided her as she brushed away the clumps of dirt and dirt that had crossed the swamp for two kilometers. After a while, she realized that she must have looked alike, and she began to whimper as the poor mage approached.

"I'm human!" Gwen pointed to her legs. "I'm a magician, I'm familiar, Kaliban. ”

"Of course, you can say anything. Vivien nodded eagerly and examined her legs to see if they were hallucinations or deformations. Their legs are beautiful.

"Look. Gwen was a little annoyed. "I think we had a misunderstanding. ”

"No, no, I believe you. Fei remembered the flesh spines that shot from the spider. "You're human, I know. ”

“...”

"Have you seen anyone else nearby?" Gwen questioned the skeptical mage.

"It's just you and me," Fei replied automatically, then realizing that he had made a terrible mistake. "No! I mean, there are others! here! close! close enough to hear me screaming!"

Gwen sighed, jumped back to Caliban, and ordered it to climb a tree.

With no visible effort, Caliban's sword-like limbs tore through the branches, sending out bursts of broken wood and loose leaves as it advanced.

Fei shuddered, trying to gauge his chances of surpassing the spider.

He didn't have any confidence in his chances.

At the same time, Caliban perched comfortably on the branches of two trees, its spear-like limbs embedded in the soft wood.

From her new vantage point, Gwen could see a commotion in the distance.

A flare she didn't recognize hovered over the horizon, causing the swamp gas to ignite carmine and lilac flames, signaling that the battle was underway.

There seemed to be nothing in the other directions, at least as far as her eyes could see.

At the command of his master, Caliban jumped from the tree and landed gracefully under it, jumping from top to bottom branches with its long limbs, while balancing with Gwen on its back.

"Well, there's a fight over there," Gwen pointed out helpfully. "I'll take a look, are you coming?"

Fei's hesitation was evident in his face.

"Whatever you want. Gwen turned from the junior mage. If there is a fight in the distance, it is likely that one of her teammates will be involved. She didn't have time to waste on this idiot Lin and his fantasies.

Fei watched the "magician" fly into the distance.

If there's a fight, doesn't that mean potential, and his team can also be involved, and if so, what if the Spider Magician breaks in and attacks them?

The young magician scanned the empty sky.

Where are the judges? What are they looking at, and if so, will they let this demonic spider demon wreak havoc in the swamp?

He looked to his right, and the carcass of a hound-sized frog floated silently on the dark water. Its skin was completely shriveled, as if it had drained the water.

Drain lives.

Fei gritted his teeth.

He called for something hidden, and ran in the direction Gwen had gone.

Caliban crushed another frogclaw creature in its belly, and it circled in front with its sword-like legs, slicing across the swamp with the efficiency of a combine.

As they approached waist-deep, sedge-covered areas, all sorts of strange amphibians began to flee the wrath of the Caliban.

The saloon-sized spider showed no mercy. As it moves quickly with its eight hind legs, its two front paws stab down into the water with unmistakable precision, picking out pieces of fish, frogs, and occasionally salamanders from the water.

Caliban did not hesitate to stuff everything into its stomach.

"Caliban, you glutton!" Gwen reproached at the nightmarish affair.

Shah, Shah, Caliban muttered. It's never been out for so long!It feels so good!

As Caliban's chest became congested, Gwen could feel a trickle of water pour into her astral body, transforming into particles of Almuji's emerald mana.

Is this what it's like to eat magical creatures? Gwen wants to do more experiments, maybe with some kind of megafauna. If she could enhance or replenish the life force of the rainbow snake as she pleased...

It was an active sensation as she had just swallowed a sip of Sofina's golden mead.

Could this be the real benefit of Caliban's ability to deceive, and how long could she go without sleep or rest?

Gwen was curious.

It took her more than 15 minutes to reach an island plateau shrouded in thick, dark green vegetation.

"Shield!"

"Stonewall!"

"Rocket artillery!"

"A real hit!"

"Take it!"

"Gail!"

The uproar of internal fighting is palpable. Accompanied by the cacophony of incantations, there were explosions, the sliding of stones, the occasional grunt, and the sound of something splashing violently.

"Caliban, get closer, stay low. You ready. ”

Gwen got out of the car and walked forward, soaking wet on the mossy semi-solid swamp. Caliban dug in the soft peatland, cautiously following her.

There is a clearing in the grove with a large tree in the middle, much higher than the surrounding mangroves. Its thick roots crawl over the moss layer, like a snaking rope wrapped around a carpet of decaying vegetation.

There is a bunch of skeletons under the tree, mostly amphibians, but some that look like fish.

A group of young mages are wrestling with a giant red leather bullfrog.

Frogman?Gwen wondered. Not exactly. This creature doesn't feel like it's from land.

When it stands on its hind legs, it is 8 feet 2 inches tall, and its arms, slender and curved, have long claws that are terrifyingly long. Its plated skin is a mass of shimmering red streaks interlaced with festering boils. Its eyes are two amber dots that shimmer with malice and are ecstatic to find its prey.

Gwen watched, a rocket hissing on its skin. She realized that the creature had to have a natural resistance to magic, as no matter what the mage threw at it, it seemed to slip off its thick skin.

By the same standards, the creature's natural weapons do not seem to be able to penetrate the stone fortifications erected by the defender's skilled confessors. Its attack slipped harmlessly past the stone shield.

Should she help? Gwen wondered. What is etiquette? There's no doubt that they're in no danger - maybe she should enjoy the show, or even leave them?

The side fighting the frog is made up of five young men: one confessor, two evoke, one priest, and one Gwen can't tell. Judging by the fact that the mage throws harmless magic missiles, it is likely that he is a soothsayer.

She was about to shout and ask if they wanted to help, when she noticed something moving on top of the five. There was another creature on the leaves of that huge banyan tree!

"Ambush!" shouted Gwen. "Overhead!"

The soothsayer immediately understood Gwen's warning. He must have used a lot of information, for when the heavy frog fell suddenly, it came across a stone shield on its way, causing it to gallop away. Whether intentionally or accidentally, it rolled towards Gwen.

"Thank you!" the soothsayer replied loudly, waving appreciatively.

Gwen waved her hand.

"Caliban, Sta—

Before she could finish speaking, the found murder frog jumped up from where it had landed earlier, and the frog swept her through with a rope from its trunk-sized leg.

Its stomach opened, revealing sharp teeth, and it cleared the space between them in a heartbeat. This creature does not feed on insects.

Caliban! She wanted to be familiar.

She's been looking forward to it ever since she's arrived.

Everything was the first time.

"Kaliban," Gwen sang, sweetly, feeling the excess vitality in her body and the loss of some of her mana. "Onslaught!"

In a combination of a quick retreat and a walk on the water, Fei followed Gwen.

He disguised himself again and observed how the girl interacted with the mage she encountered. If she is hostile, he stalls and warns the others. If she is friendly, maybe they can travel together for a while in search of their mutual partner.

The longing to see her delicate face and the fear of her nightmarish spider took hold in Fei's mind.

Sure, Gwen may be friendly, but what about spiders?

Fei wasn't sure what terrible thing would be friendly.

Gwen and the negatively drained corpse that her pet left behind when she woke up made Vivien's breathing quicken.

How could this be benign? Didn't his mentor say that such an abominable act was contrary to the existence of life? Wasn't the undead on China's northern border the bane of their generation?

Hesitantly, he chose to watch in silence.

When the candy-red half-human frog challenged Gwen, he felt his chest tighten. It cleared the space with just one rope, almost within her reach.

What would a magician girl do?

Cover up?

Draining its life?

"Scream!!"

A piercing howl pierced Fei's eardrums like a dagger.

From behind the hazel-eyed witch, her familiar scorpion lunged at the frog and grabbed it in mid-air.

"Sava!Sava!scream!scream!scream!"

Filin stared intently at the frog, which pinned it to the ground with its spear-like tail, quickly piercing its rubber skin as if its magic skin were wet paper.

Below, the giant red frog slashed its claws across the scorpion's abdomen, removing a large chunk of purplish-red flesh near its soft abdomen, causing a flurry of fish flesh to splash into the frog's blood.

Then the scorpion sword spider began to attack.

Or more precisely, it turned into a meat grinder.

Its limbs were blurred, turning into a bone-piercing blade and a roaring wind that sliced through its forearms. The frog purred and purred, making a guttural sound of despair.

"Scream, scream, scream

The upper part of the frog's torso was peeled off in a second, revealing the thick white bones that made up its skeleton. Despite this, the frog survived in disbelief and wanted to fight or escape, but it was already too late.

Two sword limbs pinned the frog's arm to the ground, and the scorpion spider lifted its torso, revealing its second mouth.

Fuck?!Second mouth?!Fei felt bile coming out of his throat again. What, what the fuck is it going to do - oh hair!

A dozen writhing tentacles, each with the mouth of a lamprey with sharp teeth, gouge out the frog's internal organs and begin to feed.

Fei threw up again.

Gwen didn't know what she was expecting.

She was born with the knowledge that empowering Caliban would make him stronger, more resistant to magic and physical attacks, and most importantly, it made her familiar with a temporary rush.

So when Cariban performs all of Monty in the eye of an adventurous party, Gwen realizes that she underestimates Cariban's Lovecraftian charm.

The remaining red-skinned frogs, who stopped attacking the party, 180 years old, fled the scene.

Even Chase didn't mind. They just stared at Gwen as if they saw an elderly terrorist's waist egg vivisecting the top half of a human-sized frog and then eating it inside out while it writhed and begged for the sweet mercy of death.

That's not an illusion! No! the party told itself. That's true! fucking true. They could still smell the blood and guts of the frog! The spider was still licking its ribs, as if it had finished a main course, and was looking forward to more!

If so, what are the main ones? Are they the main ones?

The confessors changed their stance and stood in front of their own party, facing Gwen.

"Oh my God," Gwen groaned, cursing herself for letting her ego get carried away. She was so eager to see Caliban in action that she escalated the situation without fully considering Caliban's influence on the Main Gallery.

"My name is Gwen Song! My grandfather is the director of MSS!" Gwen shouted to the team, hoping for the best. "It's familiar! He's harmless! It's cute, like a pony!"

"Shah!" Kaliban happily helped.

"Cariban, follow!" Gwen withdrew her mana and ordered Caliban to push back in a dignified manner. She couldn't help but notice a white-purple scar on the wound, which was healed by the life force that Caliban had taken from the frog.

"Keep your distance!" shouted the confessor.

Gwen stepped back.

Astonishingly, Caliban pushed the body forward.

Caliban retrieved a fist-sized jagged crystal with pliers. On the uneven surface of the Earth's core, a swirl of chaotic energy writhed, glowing a dark red.

Oh?Gwen felt her unicorn amulet glow warmly. Is there already a core?

Hu Sheng and his teammates stared at the spider's familiar loot.

A creature core! Not just any core. A dungeon beast core, a level 4 core, and a beast core that resists low-level magic!

The atmosphere of fear and suspicion changed immediately. The eyes of all the party were round with longing, and their breathing quickened violently as they advanced.

Hu Sheng especially couldn't believe his luck. They've been here for two hours! Three days and only two hours, and they've found a biological core?

It's unbelievable. It's like stumbling over a high-definition crystal outcrop! The core value of this mass is at least 30 cubic centimeters, maybe more!What's more, it's the core of a creature they've never seen before! If so, will it be worth 50 cubic centimeters? Maybe more?

Hu Sheng looked at the wizard.

She was very pretty, with pale and fair skin and slender limbs. That one-piece was particularly unexpected.

How could such a girl control such a powerful creature? Knowing his spell theory, there must be a flaw in commanding the size of this spider beast. A limited range, perhaps, or a limited duration of manifestation.

In fact, looking at the current girl, Hu is sure that he is right. The girl looked frail and sickly, like a man who had been burned by mana.

Well, he's not trying to let her have the core.

Birds die for food, and people die for their fate.

It seemed to him that the beautiful girl just now was a mage with great power, and all he could see now was a scrawny maid standing next to a ruined spider. The most important thing is that Hu is a member of a well-organized and well-trained political party, and the girl is alone.

What did she say?*** conveyed the message. Gwen Song of the Song family, there is a colonel in the barracks?

Someone laughed at his ears. "So what?" said another teammate mockingly. Aren't they also the children of illustrious patriarchs, and the sons of illustrious nobles? Not to mention that the unspoken rule of the dungeon is that power is created by might. The girl was so stupid to scare them with her family connections? How green was it? This must have been her first dive. You look at her standing there, pretty like a picture, but she hasn't met her party yet.

The affirmation of his teammates strengthened his determination.

The core of the monster is theirs. The girl was just lucky. They are the ones who spend so much time fighting monsters. They deserve more than her. She's just a thief.

Step forward. He is a leader. He is a confessor.

"Look here," he said to Gwen. "The core belongs to us. You stole our lives. ”

Gwen met the man's gaze without a dull, indifferent expression.

Fuck humanity. She thought angrily. Some things never change.