The light on Scott's wand lit up again, and he saw the spell-blown hole in the opposite wall.

Rimbaud asked, "Can we get out of there?" ”

"Who knows."

Scott strode forward, standing at the entrance of the cave with his wand in hand.

Ahead seemed to be a deep passage, and within the passage, countless thick and twisted tree roots were intertwined.

And the magic fluctuations he had sensed earlier came from these roots.

Instead of stepping into the passage, Scott waved his wand again.

"A flock of birds."

Ugly chirps rang out as a flock of pitch-black crows emerged from the tip of his wand and scattered in all directions.

"Let them find their way." Scott said to Rimbaud.

Rimbaud immediately chirped a few times.

When the crows heard Rimbaud's voice, they immediately fell silent and flew towards the passage ahead.

Scott took a few more steps back, using a movement charm to pile up the blasted stones on the stone wall, and finally cast a Transfiguration Charm.

Shrouded in the light of the Transfiguration Spell, the stones quickly pieced together on their own into the shape of a giant wolf. The stone wolf stood up and trembled, and the stone-patched body quickly transformed into real flesh and skin.

The huge gray wolf received Scott's order and walked unhurried towards the passage full of roots.

When the gray wolf walked some distance, Scott took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, and followed behind it.

"That gift was given to you by the girl who could turn into a wolf?" Rimbaud's voice rang out in the silent passage, "Why did she do this?" ”

"Do you think I'll know?" Scott said angrily.

Because the roots of the trees were so thick, the road in the passage was not easy to follow, and he had to climb up and down with both hands and feet.

"I thought you'd have some ideas." Rimbaud said.

Scott replied, "Unfortunately, I didn't. ”

"Then why don't you just leave?" Rimbaud asked again.

"Since it's safe, let's see." "Let's see who brought me here and what's going on." ”

It's very uncomfortable to be put in the position like this, but if he doesn't figure out what happened, he will be even more unhappy.

Only by figuring out what is going on can he figure out how to deal with it and have a chance to take the initiative.

There seems to be no end to the long passage.

Until Scott felt tired, the gray wolf walking in front of Scott never stopped, and the crows that flew out earlier never returned.

"We entered the passage at 10:16 a.m." Scott pulled out his pocket watch again, "It's 11:23 a.m., almost an hour, and there's still no exit ahead." ”

He roughly calculated the flight speed of the crow flock, and couldn't help but frown.

If the crows still haven't returned, the length of the passage is too impressive.

And......

He looked around.

Where did so many tree roots come from, could it be that there is a dense forest above the passage?

Scott summoned the gray wolf back to him, placed an iron charm in front of him, and raised his wand to the roots of the tree hanging from the top in front of the passage.

"The house is collapsing!"

"Thunderbolt Explosion!"

Two powerful spells were cast in quick succession, and the passage ahead immediately collapsed in a violent explosion.

When the dust cleared in front of him, he saw the light falling from above.

"Huh?" Scott was a little stunned.

He really didn't expect to penetrate the top of the passage so easily.

"If I knew I wouldn't have had to go so far!" Rimbaud yelled at Scott's unspoken words.

Scott walked up to the collapsed place and looked up, and there seemed to be a dense forest above.

He waved his wand quickly, and soon the collapsed stone and broken roots were turning into a staircase leading to the top.

He let the gray wolf go up first.

It wasn't until the gray wolf approached the forest unharmed that Scott began to climb the steps.

Scott, who came to the dense forest, looked around and realized that there was actually only one kind of dense tree growing in the dense forest.

"Can an ordinary oak tree grow so densely?" Rimbaud said in surprise.

Scott's face was slightly gloomy, "It's impossible for an ordinary oak tree to have magic fluctuations. ”

After arriving in the dense forest, he felt more clearly the magic contained in these trees.

Although there is not much magic in each oak tree, the entire dense forest seems to be boundless, forming a whole, and the total amount of magic contained in it is staggering.

"Which way are you going next?" Rimbaud flew, "I'll fly up there and take a look." ”

"Wait." Scott called it off.

He always felt that it was not that simple here.

With a wave of the wand, the roots of the stone blocks that formed the staircase began to scatter, and with another wave of the wand, the largest stone turned into a giant eagle.

The giant eagle spread its wings and flew out of the passage below, soaring straight into the sky.

Scott looked up.

Just as the eagle was about to burst out of the oak canopy, the branches of the oak trees moved.

Dense branches suddenly burst out, binding the giant eagle like a large net.

The giant eagle turned back into stone under the strangulation of the branches, and fell from the sky to the ground with a dull thud.

Scott's gray wolf whimpered a few times in fright.

"It doesn't look like there's a breakthrough from the air." Scott said to Rimbaud.

Rimbaud was a little unconvinced, "With my speed, I can rush out before these trees can react." ”

"There's no need to risk it." "We're not trying to get out of here, we're trying to figure out what's going on here," Scott said. ”

He chose a random direction for the gray wolf to walk forward, and he followed the gray wolf not far behind.

There seems to be no danger in navigating through the dense forest, and as long as you don't try to break through the air, these oaks are always quiet.

Soon, another hour or so passed, and Scott still didn't have anything to gain.

His magical perception had spread to the maximum area he could perceive, but he still couldn't perceive the edge of the dense forest.

Whether it was in his sight or his perception, there seemed to be no end to this strange oak forest.

"I can't stand it anymore!" Rimbaud began to shout, "Even if I like to live in the forest, I can't stand it here!" ”

"Don't worry, we can leave at any time." Scott appeased it.

"Let's go, then!" Rimbaud said, "Otherwise, let me fly up and see what's in this forest." ”

"Nope."

Scott shook his head and vetoed its proposal and moved on.

"Don't worry, we'll have something to gain soon." He said unhurriedly.

"Okay, but only for another hour at most." Rimbaud said.

"No problem." Scott nodded and agreed.

At that moment, a fluttering voice sounded.

"Gah!" The chirping of crows was heard.

"It's the crows coming!" Rimbaud shouted happily.

Scott paused and looked at the flock of black crows shuttling in the distance through the forest.

How did the crows get out of the underpass?

Did he find the exit to the passage, or did he find the exit that he blew out?

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