In just a few minutes, Lizzie was in an unexpected predicament, and almost at the same time, something happened on Curt's side.

While the sorcerers who had been assigned by François to inspect the walls around the underground passage, Curt looked in the direction he had come. Previously, they had been following the paths marked by Lizzie, but the paths seemed to change strangely.

At a time when the mages were using their magic to sense anything unusual around them, no one noticed that the intriguing magic was surging along the scratches on the walls. Curt slowly unleashed his magic, allowing them to follow the trail left by Lizzie through the underground passages that might have been transformed.

It was clear that it wasn't just a wall that had been changed, and the more the magic was spread around, the more problems Curt felt. Especially on the road behind him, the scratches of the magic were staggered, and there were several forks in the road that did not exist at the time.

It doesn't matter when the tunnels were built, Curt doesn't even care what purpose they were built for. Excavating such a huge amount of work beneath the Catharis Academy also had to give it a pattern-changing mechanical structure...... The investment alone is daunting.

- Trust us, we're far more powerful than you think.

Curt remembered the line left on the threatening letter—indeed, as they say, they were not a simple organization in terms of the power that the True Eye now manifests. Even if it's just the tip of the iceberg, it's enough to crash a small boat.

"Ahh

Just as Curt withdrew all the magic he had spent. A strange shrill scream suddenly came from the hallway where the mages gathered behind him. It's like compressing the sound of countless mouths together, and then releasing it at a high frequency, so that everyone who hears it can't help but want to cover their ears.

"Oh my God! What the hell is this!"

"These things are jumping out of the walls. Everyone, get out of the way of the wall! Prepare defensive spells, don't let them get close!"

The extremely piercing screams were accompanied by the rambling shouts of the mages. The silence of the passage was broken by the chaotic voices of the people, and the brilliance of magic and the roar of magic intertwined, making the underground passage as noisy as a busy city.

Curt didn't need to turn around to look, the culprit for this chaos had already appeared in front of his eyes. Accompanied by a scream that seems to pierce people's eardrums. Out of the wall beside Curt came a writhing body like a worm, black and green covered in sharp barbs, and a pair of black blades that looked like military scythes protruding from the top. Flying Shear towards Curt's neck.

What the hell is this?

Before the judgment was made in the subjective consciousness, Curt's body had already moved. A small dagger, only about two fingers wide, was pulled out of his arms, and the magical light infused with it cut a silvery arc of light in the darkness, sweeping like a moon shadow towards the rushing shadow.

It's like cutting through paper that has been soaked with water. The sharp dagger easily sliced through the black and green body. The Curt stone doesn't feel the slightest resistance. It was like a rag pocket, and after the skin on the outside was torn, a stream of dark green liquid spurted out of it.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"

The grotesque sound emanates from the mouthparts of the worm, and the high-frequency noise resembles the cry of a dying death. The "worm", which had been cut a large hole in its body by the dagger, twitched violently, and a large amount of dark green liquid sprayed from the wound splashed everywhere with the twitching torso.

The fishy liquid may be its blood, and when it is splashed around, it has a thick phlegm-like texture, and has the corrosive properties of this fixed dù. Most of the things that were contaminated by the dark green fluid were corroded and stained almost instantaneously.

When the corrosive liquid spewed out, Curt couldn't get out of the splashed liquid. Caught off guard. He quickly took off his coat and threw it in the direction they squirted, the thin coat he wore in the summer was powerless to resist the power of the slime. After a while, it was corroded into several holes.

But before the fabric of the garment was completely corroded, the black and green "worm" also stopped twitching, and with a low "poof" or two, more corrosive liquid flowed out of the wound, eventually accumulating a small sticky pond on the ground.

If you are stained with flesh and blood by these things, no matter how much you have been exercising, your body will easily turn into a pool of blood. Curt didn't know what kind of monster the "worm" spun out of the wall was, but it was undoubtedly an assassin sent by the other side.

It's really ruthless......

It seems that the purpose of these monsters is to carry out a one-time suicide attack, and even if they miss, the acid will cause big problems for the target. Curt looked at the "worm", which had shrunk to the size of an arm, and its head was buried in the acid that had accumulated beneath it.

"Curt, it seems that the passage here can be accused of changing, so I'm locked up. Just as Curt was about to move his attention to the end of the passage behind him, which was getting noisier, Lizzie's contact came, "How's your side, has the wall problem solved?"

Lizzie's tone was as if it wasn't her business, and since she wasn't upset about her situation, Curt didn't worry much about her well-being - after all, Lizzie always found a way out of it, and that "way" was sometimes destructive.

It's just that the underground passages, which can be changed at will, are indeed a nuisance, and François claims that he has not left much information about the underground passages. The academy knew about the existence of the underground passages, but after considering safety, they chose to block them all. Now it appears that the lack of information has put them in an extremely troubled situation, and the movable passage makes the underground facility even more dangerous.

Apparently, the Wizards had no time to devote themselves to studying the stone walls, and they were now surrounded by "worms" sticking their heads out of the walls. Two sorcerers had already fallen prey to the pair of sickle-shaped hooks, their upper bodies cut open to a deep bony wound, and they collapsed crookedly under the wall, blood spurting from the wounds that blinded the black ground.

"See for yourself...... The other party obviously wants to deal with all the people who entered the underground passage. Curt replied casually, as if he heard a strange voice from Lizzie's side, "Now don't say that the wall problem has not been solved, our side is already in trouble." ”

In order to guard against the "worms" sticking out of the walls on all sides, the mages at the end of the passage formed a circle back to back, and erected a translucent barrier around the perimeter with defensive spells. These glassy defenses keep the worms out, and no matter how much they swing their hooks at them, the seemingly fragile magical barrier will not move.

It has to be said that these mages are worthy of being elite, they are quite organized in their actions, and they did not fall into chaos after receiving a surprise attack. Some of them watched as their companions' bodies were torn apart within reach, but they still organized their defenses in an orderly manner.

After the worms' attack was blocked by the barrier, the mage, standing behind his teammates who were maintaining the defense, attacked in a neat manner. In the blink of an eye, five or six red mana projectiles shot through the barrier into the bodies of the writhing worms in front of them, setting them on fire in an instant.

It seems that these sorcerers had already seen the dilemma Curt was facing, so they chose simpler and cruder spells to deal with dangerous enemies. Worms ignited by spells are unable to spew corrosive liquids because they are consumed by flames before they are ejected.

Four, three, two, one...... Curt silently counted the worms that were still active, and after a failed blow, they were unable to sustain any further attack. Not even the last bit of "effect" was waved, and it turned into a fiercely burning torch under the continuous bombardment of the orderly spell array of the magicians.

The flames lit up the hallway as if it were day, and as the flames burned, the worms' bodies smelled strangely. The material of their bodies seemed to burn easily, and after a few moments their blood had dried up and their bodies curled up into a gray-black shard.

"Although these guys don't look at the atmosphere, their combat ability is still remarkable. I don't know if you noticed, but the moment the fire bomb passed through the barrier, the defensive barrier was temporarily canceled - you know, it's something that takes a long time to train. ”

Lizzie was still using the soul connection to spy on Curt's vision, and at the same time commented in a critical tone to the mages who were neatly facing the enemy attack: "It seems that these mages should have only recently become Cruise François's subordinates, and this operation may be a 'simple' test." ”

Listening to Lizzie's judgment, Curt couldn't help but smile bitterly. If this operation was just a "simple test" for them, then the sorcerers who had fallen under the wall would have died too dramatically. They should have a glorious future, but now they are cold corpses here.

Is this a "well-deserved death" or a "pointless death"? Perhaps by the time they became the "elite of the elite" of François's handful of wizards, these sorcerers were ready to pay with their lives for the job at any moment.

Boom Boom Boom ......

Only now they probably had to lie on the ground for a while - just as the worms that had emerged from the wall were cleared, the wall that blocked them slowly opened up from the midway. Out of it emerges a group of strangely shaped chimeric creatures.

The comers are not good. (To be continued!)

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