In the extremely complex and chaotic magical ecology of Vann, the changeling is an extremely special being.

Their fragile bodies, harsh living conditions, and need for magic have made them extinct among Van En for a time, and generally speaking, these creatures can only survive in the cold lakes north of the kingdom of Teresa.

Changelings are very purely magical creatures.

Their bodies are made of magical slime and water, and their qualities are infinitely close to those of pure elemental creatures.

However, compared to the elemental creatures that are conscious and can actually pose a threat, the shapeshifters lack the means to protect themselves, and their exaggerated growth cycles and soft and fragile bodies often cause them to die suddenly at some point, and in their juvenile years, even a baby can easily kill them unintentionally.

However, once the changelings have successfully survived their juvenile years, they will show a different side of themselves.

That's what Xiuge sees today.

Grown large enough to devour and envelop an adult.

The slime bodies are more full of magic than they can move quickly above the ground.

Stealthy and incredibly fast, the crevices of buildings and the underground pipes will be their paradise, and garbage, corpses, or whatever else will be their feed.

But if that's all there is to it, the shapeshifter will not be on the Commission's ban list, and the most dangerous thing about being a magical creature is that it can "learn".

From appearance, to language, to habits...... With enough time and conditions, the shapeshifter will be able to show its true talent.

Imitate the target, devour the target, and replace it completely.

Once this point is reached, only the casters will be able to discern it.

Shug looked at the strange slime that was constantly turning into a human form, his heart began to beat faster, he took a deep breath, and then slowly withdrew a step.

As if imitating his movements, the soft figure "standing" at the top of the stairs also moved slowly, but it was not retreating, but struggling forward.

It looks like a physically disabled and limp person trying to walk down the stairs.

With such a soft body, there was naturally no way to move freely, so the soft body that had been transformed into a human form only took a step, and rolled down the stairs as if it had fallen, and the kettle that Xiuge had originally placed on the stairs was wrapped in the slime body of the phantom worm in an instant, and it collided with the other debris wrapped in the body, and the water in the pot spilled out, but in an instant it merged with the body.

Shug had already acted the moment the changeling fell, and instead of risking his magic, he hurried in the direction of the gate.

Apparently aware that its target was fleeing, the shapeshifter gave up its imitation of its human form the moment it rolled down the stairs, and reverted back to an amorphous mass of viscous liquid, a bulge of slime that extended out of its body to form a variety of twisted limbs, some resembling human hands and feet, others more like the claws of beasts, and even two appendages that insects possess!

The limbs of various shapes swayed, and the creepy sound resounded in the hallway.

Fragmented and dense, it is as if countless hands are slapping and tapping the ground.

It was the same sound that Sugg had heard in the "Mrs. Small Shopping Street" late last night.

This is an extremely astonishing find.

Explosions, pungent smells, noises in shopping streets, shapeshifters, legal ......

There seemed to be some kind of connection among the many broken clues, but Xiuge couldn't calm down and think at this time, because the speed of the phantom worm was too terrifying, but in an instant, that terrible footsteps had already chased behind Xiuge, and at the same time, an unpleasant smell of corruption came from behind, raising the sense of crisis in Xiuge's heart to the extreme.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Faced with the first life-and-death crisis after coming to this strange world, the metal disc in Xiuge's spiritual world spun at an unprecedented speed, under the effect of magic, Xiuge's senses and reactions became sharp and swift at this moment, he stopped suddenly, leaned to the side, and barely avoided the viscous liquid mass that rushed towards him in an extremely awkward posture.

Immediately after, the broken guardrail that he had been holding in his hand slammed down in front of him.

"Poof!"

It was like hitting a soft bag filled with water, and the bad touch was transmitted with a dull sound, but Xiuge did not stop his movements because of this, and in the face of the viscous liquid mass in front of him that was smashed by himself and "fell to the ground", Xiuge decisively raised his hand again, and the heavy wooden stick fell again, hitting one of the limbs stretched out by the shapeling worm heavily.

Such a violent counterattack was obviously beyond the expectations of the changeling, and it danced its twisted limbs in confusion, but the wooden sticks in Xiuge's hand smashed down one after another, causing slime and water to splash in all directions, and many of them fell out of the shapeling's body in the impact.

Xiuge's heart was racing.

As if he didn't feel tired, he roared and swung the rough weapon in his hand fiercely, seeing that another twisted slime limb was about to burst under his blow, and the viscous liquid that had been curled up suddenly sprang up.

This time, Xiuge clearly felt that his own power was absorbed.

And when he tried to pull back the stick, he realized that the soft, translucent body of the shapeling had climbed onto his weapon and wrapped it in layers.

The disgusting mucus "surged", and the countless limbs that extended out reunited into one, as if they were swallowing food, and these viscous translucent substances continued to roll up the stick, and it seemed that it was about to wrap Xiug's right hand holding the stick!

In desperation, Xiuge had to let go of the weapon in his hand, and then he saw a cheap landscape painting hanging on the wall next to him, so he gritted his teeth and took off the frame, shaking his hands, so that with the sound of whirring wind, the weighty frame slapped on the body of the shapeshifter, and smashed back the crushing that had been extended towards Xiuge.

A series of violent movements had already caused Xiuge to gasp for breath.

Whether it was in his previous life or in this life, he seemed to have nothing to do with a strong and healthy body.

Manic heartbeats, rapid gasps, and trembling limbs were already warning Shuge that his body could no longer carry too direct force.

Xiuge tried to take a step in the direction of the gate, but the speed of the changeling was faster, and its soft amorphous body quickly extended, actually pulling its body into a long strip, completely blocking Xiuge's path.

"Looks like there's no way to do it......"

Xiuge gritted his teeth, raised his left hand, and the copper-green light and shadow that permeated the grooves of the magic disc began to tremble violently, and the tentacle patterns engraved in the grooves also became active.

The same feeling of swelling and pain that had been felt before filled Euan's left hand, and at the same time, the already hungry shapeshifter violently stirred up its soft body, and a large cloud of slime suddenly bounced up, enveloping Shug's outstretched left hand.

The intense itching and stinging pain instantly acted on Xiuge's left hand, and under the effect of that mucus, Xiuge could no longer even feel the swelling pain caused by the abundance of magic in his left hand, so he gritted his teeth violently and completely relaxed his control of the magic power.

So in the next moment, the terrifying impact erupted from the fluid body of the phantom insect, and Xiuge saw the dark-colored tentacles erupt from the palm of his own left hand, accompanied by a series of muffled sounds, the disgusting mucus entrenched in front of Xiuge was easily torn apart by those thick and powerful black tentacles, and the slime that adhered to the palm and wrist of Xiuge's left hand was easily swept away by these tentacles.

The adult changeling is vigorous and resilient, and despite the devastating blow it suffered at the first moment, many slime fragments that still had some vitality retained fell to the ground, and they twisted their bodies in an attempt to burrow into the nearest gap between the wall and the ground.

"You still want to escape?"

Xiuge, who successfully defeated the enemy, had already had red eyes, so the magic tentacles that appeared at his beckoning immediately became active, and they swayed rapidly, just like Xiuge saw in the dream world, a layer of solid skin grew on their ends, which made the originally flexible tentacles immediately turn into sharp knives, so these sharp and powerful tentacles swung on their own, and they were like ospreys searching for prey, constantly stabbing down on the ground, In the middle of a breath, he pierced through all the fragments of the shapeshifters that had escaped in all directions.

"Smack!"

As the last piece of the remains of the shapeworm that tried to escape was crushed by Xiuge's feet, the magic power in his body was completely exhausted, so the black tentacles that were extremely fierce in the previous second immediately withered, but in the blink of an eye, they "fell off" from Xiuge's palms, and after twitching and bouncing slightly on the ground twice, they immediately became shriveled.

Shug leaned against the wall and fell, gasping for breath as the black tentacles he had summoned with his magic quickly dissolved into the air......

Xiuge is in a much better state now than he was after the last time he cast his magic.

However, the fluctuating emotions, the repeated violent movements, and the large consumption of magic and spirit still made Xiuge lose the ability to move in a short period of time, and he couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief as he looked at the chaotic hallway and corridor.

The phantom bug smells a little bad after being killed.

It was a smell similar to that of food after it had gone bad, but now the smell made Xiuge feel refreshed, and he looked at the fragmented "battle results" around him, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

After a moment's rest, Hug finally relented, glanced at the clock on the wall, and then leaned against the wall to get up from the mess.

According to the female mage yesterday, someone from the Dharma Council will be visiting her home today, and until then, he needs to cover up the traces of his home as soon as possible.

As for the shapeworm remains scattered all over the place...... In Xiuge's opinion, this can be regarded as a complete surprise.

He remembered that when he was wandering around the dream world before, he had seen the "conditions" associated with it.

"Move, move......"

He muttered, and then walked wearily into the depths of the foyer.

……

Shug continued to clean up until late afternoon, and it took a great deal of effort to finally clean up the bad marks left by the shapeshifter - at least superficially.

As for the cleaning up on the magical level, Xiuge could only do his best.

There are a few sun-dried ash grass leaves in the old house, this grass blade is very widely distributed and used, whether it is the upper circle or the lower people, they like to burn the ash grass to expel the odor in the air, according to the more popular theory, the smoke when the ash grass burns can also disturb the magic in the air, so it can dispel many annoying magic creatures, and can also erase the traces left by them.

In addition, there are many artists who are obsessed with this blade of grass, believing that smelling the smoke of the burning grass will enhance inspiration and strengthen the connection with the god of art or writing.

"As a writer who doesn't pay for text changes, it's normal for me to have some weeds at home, right?"

Hug muttered to himself as he walked around the house with the lit ash grass, and soon the unpleasant smell of the shapeworm was completely dispelled, and the old mansion became smoky, so Hug had to open the window to disperse the excessive smoke.

Xiuge took a very cautious approach to the miscellaneous items that the changelings were mixed with in his body, and he collected them all in a box, and took them to the deserted garden behind the old mansion, where he buried them in a bush along with the remains of the three bottles of changelings.

Everything is ready.

Just after Xiuge changed into clean clothes, there was a knock on the door of the old mansion, so Xiuge tidied up his appearance and hair, eased his emotions and mentality, slowly came to the door, and slowly opened it.

A deep voice immediately squeezed in through the half-open door.

"The Legislative Affairs Commission, in accordance with Investigation Order No. 6, is calling on you."