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The tentacle monster's lair is not liked by normal humans, and all kinds of leftover white bones, fishy excrement, and insect creatures that are not good at first glance are infested, and the mercenaries naturally do not like it.

But now they can't wait to get back to the filthy place they hated half an hour ago, and as long as they can live, even if they live under the same roof as the tentacles.

It's just that what was a smooth journey has now become extremely difficult. In the dark night, someone fell into the swamp, and the lucky ones were pulled up in time, and the unlucky ones were only abandoned.

The pressure caused by the trappers made the team afraid to stay in one place for a long time, and they continued on their way. There was a heart-rending scream and the sound of creaking and gnawing bones from behind, it was his companion who had fallen into the swamp, and he did not die quietly, but was eaten by the hunters.

The mercenaries' hearts were miserable, and the terrible voices in the darkness echoed in their ears, making them think that it was actually their own voice. Many people unconsciously think, "Will it be my turn next?"

Despair began to permeate everyone's minds, and one of the mercenaries couldn't help but ask, "Commander, are we still going to catch up, will we still be able to catch up with those assassins alive?"

Another mercenary whispered, "We've failed, Captain. Mission over. We want to get out of here alive, I'm not afraid of death, those dead brothers, they still have a last wish for us to fulfill. ”

Clifford was at a loss, was there any need to fulfill the contract in this case?

Suddenly, someone shouted, "Look there, there's a fire!" and the excited mercenaries said, "Leave the damn mission alone, Commander." We're saved, there must be someone there in the fire!"

Clifford looked at these brothers who were born and died with him, and even in such a harsh environment, they still trusted him, and were willing to give him the choice and entrust their lives to him.

The man who was as strong and tall as the iron tower suddenly felt a little sad, as long as he could let these people who trusted him go back alive, then what was there to be reluctant to? Neither money nor his own honor could be exchanged for these people.

"We passed. Clifford finally decided, "You all have to try to live." This is our last mission!"

As night fell, the sky soon darkened, and Tang Mo hesitated whether to camp in place for the time being or continue to move forward to find a safer place. At the stall that was hesitating, there seemed to be a little red light in the distance.

"What kind of place is that?" Tang Mo felt a little strange, it looked like flames, and he carefully avoided the dangerous areas underground, mainly those where there might be swamps.

The effect of the hidden fog technique around him saved him a lot of trouble, those unknown creatures and dangerous magical beasts could not find Tang Mo hiding in the fog, and occasionally he found out because of the effect of the spell.

A strange creature strayed into the Hidden Mist Technique, its two orange-yellow eyes widened, and the fog around its body was a little different from what it usually felt, making it feel a little strange, and it couldn't understand what was different. And there was a hint of food smell coming from the mist, which was my favorite kind of food that stood on both feet.

With the perception from the Hidden Mist Technique, Tang Mo "saw" the animal's appearance clearly. It "looks" like a muscular big cat with huge claws and a somewhat disproportionate head. Small is relative to its size, it is about three meters long, has a short tail, and has dark yellow fur.

It is clear that it has dark vision, and it has a special ability to travel in swamps, which is the "swamp hunting cat". Tang Mo quickly turned over the information of this creature from his memory, although it was the first time he had seen it with his own eyes, but the wealth of knowledge and the strong memory ability were like carrying a library with him, and he was sure that he was not mistaken.

This is a large magical beast that lives in swampy and wetland terrain, they are cunning hunters, and felines have similar skills, whether they are from a long distance lurking to round up their prey or crouching in a pit waiting for their prey, they are first-class good hands.

In addition to the skills of ordinary felines, they also have their own unique abilities. Dark vision, swamp stealth, are all to adapt to the special geographical environment, even more amazing, this creature also has spell-like abilities, so they are not ordinary animals but magic beasts.

Swamp hunting cats especially like to suddenly use the "light technique" when they pounce on their prey, and the sudden light can easily cause the opponent to panic and bewilder, and even better if it is night, the sudden burst of light can make the opponent fall into temporary blindness. Just like in the sewer battle, Tang Mo did to the white-haired class.

These magical beasts also possess some other spell-like abilities, which are innate abilities that do not need to be learned like mages, such as hazy and stun.

The Swamp Cat is a mid-level monster with a challenge level 7, and they usually live alone, but they always hunt in groups, which means ...... Tang Mo felt that something was wrong, and sure enough, outside the range of the Hidden Mist Technique, more swamp hunting cats appeared.

These big cats are not comparable to the tentacle monsters that challenge level 3, from beginner to intermediate, it is a qualitative leap, and even if the bronze giant snake is released, it is very difficult to deal with. If you take into account the special terrain of the swamp, Tang Mo didn't dare to imagine how much damage would be caused after the First World War, and he would definitely become a poor egg?

However, the teacher taught well, and the strength of the mage lies in the flexibility and variety of means! What does it mean to be flexible? In the previous life, it was just a thousand pounds, don't be brutal! If you can't fight, you can run, but now it doesn't seem to be a wise decision to run away. With this terrible environment and terrain, there is nowhere to run!

It's nerve-wracking...... Tang Mo used his spiritual power to rummage through the storage ring for a while, wanting to see if there was anything that could be used for the current situation. The construct does not fit. Food? useless, these big cats seem to be more interested in human flesh. Spell scrolls?There are so many swamp hunting cats that you can't kill them all after the scrolls are thrown?...... Wait!Scroll? What's that scroll?

The swamp hunting cat whined, alerting its companions to something strange here, and more hunters approached this side.

Tang Mo picked up the scroll in the corner of the storage ring, that's right, this is it, the Transformation Scroll! Transform the user into the form of another creature, and obtain the physical characteristics of the new form, which can only become a few creatures specified in advance by the scroll, or a certain creature in front of the caster.

The scroll spontaneously combusted in his hand without wind, and the runes of magic broke free from the shackles of the scroll's paper and floated into the air. The spell fluctuations alarmed the hunters, and before they could react more, the magical light enveloped Tang Mo and the creatures in front of him. The green demon patterns penetrated into Tang Mo's body one by one, and his body began to change violently, and the pain of his flesh tearing made him exhale.

"Whew!!" the wolf's howl startled the swamp cat in front of it, and it jumped on the spot in horror, and then was surprised to find that the strange fog around it had dispersed, and an olive-haired fellow appeared in its place.

The feeling of landing on all fours was very strange, and the sudden reduction in the height of his gaze was also very uncomfortable, Tang Mo stretched out his furry front paws and carefully examined them in front of him, and had to admit that the transformation technique was very wonderful. The level of this spell is not high, only level 2, it won't take long for Tang Mo to be sure that he will become a level 3 mage, and by that time he will be qualified to learn the level 2 transformation technique.

It sounds easy, but Transfiguration is not a panacea, it can only turn the caster into the type of creature that exists in front of you, or the type of creature that has been specifically studied. If it is made into a scroll, it can only record the information of those specially studied species on the scroll, and each scroll can record no more than three kinds of information. And the scroll can only be used once, once used, the scroll is destroyed, and the changes to the remaining two creatures are of course impossible to talk about.

The olive-colored Tang Mo rolled on the ground, and the fresh feeling of turning into a feline made him a little excited. The nearby orange-yellow swamp hunting cat's eyes widened, and it leaned forward to sniff around, although it felt that the smell was not familiar, but it must be the smell of the same kind and not food, so it wagged its tail in disappointment, and turned around to leave.

However, the sudden appearance of the same kind had no intention of leaving, and the orange-yellow swamp hunting cat had a good eye, and it clearly saw that the "olive" was secretly following. "Orange" was a little unhappy, it thought that it must be this kind of person who had stolen the food just now, and now it was quietly following up, did it want to snatch more food?

"Orange" turned back and whined threateningly, meaning that he was not allowed to snatch my things again. Tang Mo understood it very strangely, this kind of communication between hunting cats is not a language, but it can indeed make simple communication. They are intelligent creatures, and although they can't speak, swamp cats are trained to understand most of the continent's languages.

Tang Mo also learned to "whine" and went back, expressing his agreement with the other party's opinion. "Orange" felt very satisfied, as long as he didn't steal his own food, and as for liking to follow him, he let it be. As a beautiful female, isn't it natural to be followed by a male?

Tang Mo, who became a "follower" in a daze, was very happy, not only did he successfully get out of danger, but he was intoxicated by the wonderful experience brought by the transformation. It's easy to understand that humans are creatures who are curious and love to experience new things. Ever since the Transfiguration spell was created, there have been many mages who have been addicted to it and can't extricate themselves.

Legend has it that a powerful mage turned himself into a golden dragon and indulged in the joy of free flight, and because of the dragon's powerful body, the weak mage felt a long-lost sense of strength, and he kept the state of a dragon for many years, until in the end he couldn't figure out whether he was a human or a dragon.

Thinking of the experience of these predecessors, Tang Mo was secretly vigilant, he didn't want to be an outlier forever. But for now, let's follow the herd, they seem to have some goal, it's a rare experience!