It was never wise to split up with Aimiah and Lothar. Whether it's a witch's spell or a battle axe in the hands of the Count of Montenegro, it can inflict lethal damage on demons. But Cheese didn't have the time to take them with him. Once the chaos of darkness spreads its shadows and spreads into the sun, those who grow in the light cannot accept the horror of the night. These plagues must be stifled as soon as possible.

"Looks like it's not going to be good. Jack no longer had the trouble of hiding his identity, his current humanoid body was covered in gray-brown hair, and his head had taken on a wolf-like form. And thanks to his swollen body after transformation, Cheese simply sat on his shoulder.

The bad thing in the mouth of the wolfwalker is referring to the wreckage on the street. The wreckage was similar to the one Cheese had just found, and it looked like the blight had spit out after eating its victim. There are piles of these things every few minutes, which is disgusting and makes it a lot easier to track down those demons.

"It's strange for me to say that, but it's a good sign to see these things. The mage looked indifferently at the black mud on the ground mixed with pieces of cloth and armor, and said, "Spit out only the indigestible parts of the mess means that those guys haven't eaten enough." If the black mud in their bodies had been accumulated, what they were here now would be corpses filled with black mud. ”

Hearing Cheese's words, Jack pursed his lips, which was very scary from his wolf head.

"Listen to what you say, it's like those demons can't excrete. ”

The wolfwalker originally wanted to make a joke, but who knew that the mage looked at him in surprise and said.

"yes, how did you know that the plague demon doesn't have excretory organs?"

“...... You didn't say it to me. I don't want to know more details. Jack rolled his eyes and said. He didn't want to listen to Cheese give him the circulatory system of the plague demon, even if he was a werewolf, he couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach when he heard something that challenged his mental receptivity too much.

"Well, we'll feel it when we fight them anyway. The mage shrugged, also using his magic to sense the activity of nearby creatures as he spoke to his companion. It stands to reason that a demonic invasion of this magnitude should be filled with sulphur-smelling smoke. However, apart from these wreckage on the street, the mage could not find any more evidence of the existence of demons, which was undoubtedly abnormal.

"Can you smell it? Cheese asked.

Jack knew what the mage's question was asking. But the wolfwalker wrinkled his nose and tried to discern the various scents from the air, but he couldn't smell the slightest trace of sulfur anyway. Not even the smell of corruption that emanates from the black mud.

"No, I can't smell anything. Do you think those guys just took a shower, or have they recently started to pay attention to personal hygiene?"

The werewolf's words made Cheese laugh, and he shook his head and patted his companion's neck. But the mage also knew that if the wolfwalkers' sense of smell couldn't smell the breath of demons, then there was definitely something wrong with these demons. Maybe it's a spell that hides them, or maybe it's some other magical item. This will have to wait until Cheese actually sees the demon.

"Let's follow the black mud first. I just hope we're not too late. The wreckage on the road is the only clue between the two of them now, but this one-way clue makes Cheese hopeful at the same time, but also faintly worried in his heart. Anyway, it's too much of an enemy trap.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for them to move on again, and there was a sound in the distance of the street. This reassured the mage a little, after all, no one would let a group of screaming people ambush them. But those terrible screams are also a warning that there must be something bad in Cheese.

"Shall we go?" the werewolf whispered to the mage, apparently Jack hearing screams in the distance.

Cheese didn't speak, but jumped off his companion's shoulder. By applying magic to their legs, the mage can make quick movements over short distances. And it's less likely to be attacked.

As they followed the screams to a small square in the ghetto, the mage finally understood why he couldn't find the plague by sensing the demon's breath. The smell of sulfur may be a trail that cannot be concealed for low-level demons, but when more powerful demons appear, it is easy to cover up these traces.

"Hey, what's that thing?" said Jack's hair, almost standing on end. Although the wolfwalker didn't know what was in front of him, instinct told him that it was best to believe and act.

"It's hard for me to explain in a few words where this guy came from. But all you have to know is that he, or rather he, is the leader of all the plagues in the neighborhood. As for his name...... The Well of Pollution should be very figurative, isn't it?" Cheese's eyes began to glow with magic, a sign that he was ready to enter the battle.

And what exactly is the thing that appeared in front of the two of them... To put it simply, it was a pond, a pond made of plague black mud. This pond covers this small square as if it had existed here in the first place. But whoever is in charge of urban planning, I believe he will not agree to treat this thing as a landscape.

The pond is not large, no more than 30 meters in diameter, and perhaps its size is more appropriate to describe as a puddle. But there is no puddle in this world that is as disgusting as this. The black mud in the pond was tumbling and boiling, and the bubbles that emerged from the depths of the black mud kept exploding on the surface with an uncomfortable sound.

At the same time, a large number of plague demons, these terrifying beings who barely fly with deformed wings behind their backs, are throwing living humans into this pond. Every time a person is thrown in, a large amount of black muddy water is sprayed out. The black mud squirmed rapidly toward the opposite direction of the pond as if it had a consciousness of its own, and began to take on physical features such as the limbs of creatures or the fins of fish in the process. But before they could get far, a tentacle made up of black mud would reach out of the pond and sweep the escaped objects back into the black mud.

As for the unlucky ones who were thrown down, they could only struggle to let out screams while being drowned in black mud, and finally only a few insignificant bubbles were left on the surface of the pool.

Cheese noticed that among the paws of the plague demons were not only the Greylion soldiers, but also some people wearing masks or masks in doctor's attire. They were undoubtedly Dementors caught by demons.

"At least now we know why the plague demons haven't eaten yet, have we?"