"Yes, yes, I understand, I'm very sorry."

In the dark sewers, a slightly tired man's voice came from above.

"Yes, okay, if your maintenance personnel can't solve it, we will come to your door early tomorrow morning and serve you as soon as possible......"

The time was 11 o'clock in the evening, Lin Yun was holding his mobile phone, standing at an open sewer mouth, with an expressionless face but a sincere tone to promise to the other side of the phone.

Then put down the phone, opened the text message interface, edited a message and sent it, and then he put away the phone and sighed.

Searching for the location of the legend of the city, there are customers complaining about his subordinates' calls in the middle of the night, and he was complained about because he had no signal in the sewer before, which is really exhausting.

But fortunately, there are not a few points left. If there really existed a Chrysalis Remnant Beast in the sewers of Fangting City, he would be able to pull it out of its hiding place tonight.

Holding the Flower of the Heart, she transforms into a magical girl again, and the delphinium flies towards the next rumored location in the night.

"The Song of the Sewers", as an urban legend that has become popular on the Internet recently, is divided into many versions, but tracing its origin, most of the PO owners who claim to have experienced it personally claim to be in Fangting City.

The content of this urban legend is probably that when passing through the mouth of the sewer in the middle of the night, you can occasionally hear ethereal, very strange but magnificent songs, although it is not human language, but it seems to convey some kind of emotion. Just like the legendary Siren, it tempts passers-by and makes people want to find out.

And once someone is fascinated by this kind of singing, they can't help but want to get closer to the source, and even move the manhole cover of the sewer to try to hear its beautiful melody from a closer distance. Eventually, they will be grabbed by the outstretched hand in the manhole cover and dragged directly into the darkness.

If someone ignores the singing and has no interest in it at all, then he will be completely trapped in the same area as if he had encountered a ghost hitting a wall. The song in the sewers would get stronger and closer, until he was completely immersed in it.

Only those who have shown enough appreciation, but have not been completely captivated, can leave the area where the singing is heard safely.

This strange story spread to the later stage, and there were even some sinister remarks, saying that seeing the sewer manhole cover that was opened but not closed meant that someone had been killed, and the news that someone was missing nearby must be found.

However, the delphinium did not see it.

She searched for the sewers with the stench of the sewers, not to mention the missing people, even rats, and she didn't see a few, and there was only a slight sound of water and wind blowing in the dim and oppressive sewers.

Recalling the urban legend, the delphinium has been focusing on hearing, trying to capture the traces of the so-called "singing", but to no avail.

In this way, she floated and flew in a labyrinth of pipes for half an hour.

The grey-yellow walls and dense pipes that kept recurring in front of me were tiresome, but the delphinium still forced herself to search all the way. Unfortunately, the trip was still fruitless.

Unable to find what she was looking for, Delphinium had to choose the next location, but when she was about to pick a path to leave, she suddenly realized that something was wrong:

- Half an hour, I flew for so long, and I didn't encounter a single exit?

The already drowsy consciousness instantly became sober, and the silent magic became ready to move, and the delphinium moved her hand, drawing a few lines, and then released her magic power, spreading out in circles like sound waves. After some probing, she realized that she might have finally found the right place.

Not only because she perceived the extremely subtle remnants of magic, but also because of the obvious abnormal spatial structure here: it was not a normal urban sewer at all, but only a sewer on the outside, but in fact it was like an anthill, a labyrinth of space cascading and nesting.

This is the symbol of the lair of the "chrysalis" class remnant beast, distorting the space in which reality originally existed.

Adjust its flight status to reduce the height of its floating, and several magical light clusters fly out of the delphinium's sleeves, lighting up the surrounding vision. Her hands kept moving, swiping rapidly through the void. With this movement, several Fawo runes leaped out of his fingers and flew around, forming a looming magic shield, and after a few moments, the light was extinguished along with the runes.

With this action, she has used up half of the techniques that Delphinium has mastered, and most of the techniques she has learned are auxiliary abilities related to detection and protection, and she is not too much when facing powerful enemies.

With this series of preparations in place, the delphinium was reinvigorated to meet the enemies that could come at any time.

The chrysalis remnant beast was a relatively rare enemy for her before, but now that 19 years have passed, her current strength has indeed declined a lot compared to the past. For an enemy who cannot be assured of victory, a cautious mindset is the most important.

Walking through the passages that lead in all directions, the delphinium will let the magic light light light up the environment before passing through each intersection to avoid being attacked by enemies from the shadows.

This knee-jerky vigilance soon paid off when she spotted a lurking remnant at the top of the passage at a certain turn.

Like a piece of rotten flesh smashed against a wall, scattered minced flesh sticking to the wall, and tentacle-like flesh buds holding its body in place, there is no doubt that this is an egg-class remnant.

"Poof"!

In a few breaths, it was pierced by a magical beam from the Delphinium in a hurry, and the menacing roar that had not yet been emitted was forever held in its mouth, and it fell sullenly on the surface of the water, splashing a mess of dirt.

Stretching out his hand, a little starlight converged in it, putting away the egg-level reverberation, and the delphinium continued forward.

From the moment she encountered this remnant, she encountered more and more enemies along the way.

A large number of egg-level remnants, and even a handful of beetle-level remnants, poured towards her from all sides of the tunnel. It was as if something was directing them, allowing them to pinpoint the location of the delphinch.

The delphinium is not afraid.

With an enemy of this level, if she had to demonstrate it to newcomers, she wouldn't have bothered much. The magic costume was precipitated, and the deadly magic threads were all around, and many of the remnant beasts that rushed over collided head-on before they could react, and were directly cut into a pile of pieces by the sharp filaments like blades.

She walked along with a blank face, and every now and then a remnant of the beast screamed and fell.

The sewer tunnel has been turned into a slaughterhouse, except that instead of domestic animals, they are slaughtered by animals. The smell of blood even overshadowed the rancid stench of the sewers, and the yellow water was stained red by the blood of the remnants.

The delphinium didn't count how many remnants she had killed, only remembering that she didn't even bother to collect egg-level remnants in the end.

Until finally, she heard the singing.

It's not a rumored cappella, but a grandiose chorus like a gorgeous performance.

What appeared in front of her was no longer a narrow and cramped tunnel, but a huge cavern that would normally not have been possible in the sewers.

As far as you can see from the top, you can only see the intertwined pipes and bricks, countless sewers protruding from the cave, and a huge amount of sewage rushing down from all directions, converging into a bottomless pool.

Above the waterhole, it is the existence that sings.

It wasn't a Kraken, it wasn't a merfolk, it was a remnant, no doubt.

When the delphinium looked up, the first thing that caught its eye was the meat, the pieces of meat, and the limbs.

Flesh and blood that looked like intestines hung in the air, like strings of colored flags, covering the entire cavern like a festival festival. In the center, a huge remnant beast fell from the sky, its whole body was only pink and red of flesh, like a fish stripped of its scales and skin, but it had no eyes or gills, only a huge mouthpart.

The huge mouthparts opened and closed like a human being, and the graceful song that came out of them resounded through the surrounding corridors, and the strong echoes mingled together to form a chaotic chorus, which sounded sacred and solemn.

There was no human language in it, but the delphinium seemed to be able to hear what it meant:

It's welcoming, welcoming the arrival of magical girls.