There is peace and tranquility in the cave.
There were neither smelly animal remains nor squeaking little wolves.
Rather than saying that this is the lair cave of the Ghost Wolf King, it is better to say that this is a natural and pollution-free cave.
After walking around the rock wall and going down about ten meters underground, the purple-black light in the cave became increasingly strong.
The few of them finally arrived at a spacious underground stone hall.
"Underground, Stone Hall!" Mark always felt that the scene in front of him had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.
It seemed that ever since he came to the Holy Dragon Continent, he had some inexplicable connection with this space which was supposed to be dark and cramped.
Every time I encounter something, it’s either in a dream space or a mine crevice, but now it’s changed to an underground stone hall.
The slightly damp fishy smell in the cave was mixed with the scent of stale sandalwood. The three wolf corpses crawling in a triangle made the tip of Siqi's staff light up with a warning blue light.
Their shriveled wolf skins clung tightly to their skeletons, as if their flesh and blood had been drained away by some force, and their empty eye sockets stared straight at the old wolf in the center, which was breathing steadily.
Stepping into the stone hall, Mark's boot soles crushed the fine silver powder on the ground, reflecting a cold star-like light deep in the cave.
In the stone hall before him, a huge three-dimensional magic circle was drawn with a kind of silver powder. The purple-black light was connected to the magic circle from the old wolf's body.
"These are mithril powder!" Monica picked up the silver powder on the ground with surprise in her eyes.
The mithril powder that can cover this stone hall covering an area of 100 square meters and more than three meters high is probably worth tens of thousands of gold coins!
Apart from the materials, the person who can draw this kind of magic circle must not be an ordinary person!
"This might be a dark magic sacrificial formation!" Siqi's staff slammed heavily into the crevice, and water elements condensed into a translucent barrier around everyone's bodies. "Get out of it, or we might become sacrifices too!"
I don’t know if it was Siqi’s words that reminded the magic circle that it was time to start working.
A three-dimensional magic circle outlined by mithril spread from the ground to the top of the cave. Tens of thousands of magic patterns slowly flowed in the purple-black light, while the hexagram under the old wolf in the center emitted a golden glow that was out of place.
Monica suddenly swung her dagger across Mark's body and slashed fiercely. The shadow assassin's night vision ability allowed her to be the first to notice the abnormality.
The mithril threads extending from the three mummified wolf's snouts flickered with the old wolf's weak breathing and quietly crawled along the ground towards the crowd.
Although I don’t know what these mithril threads are used for, it is right not to let people come into contact with them.
"Stand back!" As she lowered her voice to remind everyone, Xiao Mu suddenly jumped out from her clothes.
The slime's pale pink body stretched out in mid-air like a thin blanket, covering and wrapping the mithril threads spreading towards everyone, and then swallowing them all into its body.
“…”
Sure enough, as soon as Mark saw Xiao Mu's actions, he knew that the little guy had been interested in the "specialties" near the Wolf King's lair when he was outside.
As expected, Master Xiao Mu took action.
It was Xiao Mu's sudden move that triggered the special function of the magic circle.
When the mithril threads were swallowed by Xiao Mu and disconnected from the magic circle, the purple-black light above the magic circle suddenly burst out, and six stone tablets engraved with magic runes rumbled up from the surrounding rock walls.
At the same time, Mark's forbidden holy book suddenly vibrated violently at his waist, and the pages moved automatically without wind. A milky white scorpion-tailed lizard seemed to appear on it.
Mark's fingertips stroked the milky white spine of the forbidden holy book, and ripples of holy light spread out with him as the center.
"This is not a simple dark magic circle."
Until this moment, Mark finally used the forbidden holy book in his hand to feel the familiar breath coming from this formation drawn with mithril.
That is the breath of holy light.
"What the hell... again..."
Mark didn't dare to finish his words. Some things were better not to be known by ordinary adventurers like Beta, as it would harm them if they knew.
But in fact, Mark didn't have time to finish his words. The old wolf in the center of the formation slowly opened its cloudy single eye.
The wolf's pupils, which should have been dark green and black, were now flowing with a gray-white light that contained the aura of holy light!
The mithril magic circle suddenly burst out with purple-black light mixed with specks of milky white glow, and the old wolf's bony body made a teeth-grinding sound of bones cracking in front of everyone's horrified gaze.
Swelling flesh and blood were wriggling under the shriveled fur, and with a "swish" sound, new sharp claws emerged from the broken palm, also shining with a cold metallic light.
"This beast is mutating!"
Beta crossed his two swords across his chest, and the magic power rising from the sword blades burned the mithril powder falling around him, making it fly everywhere.
Mutation!
Those are the adverse changes that occur when magical creatures or professionals absorb a large amount of non-natural magic power in a short period of time.
Whether it is a human or a monster, they will usually go crazy and run wild after a mutation.
While losing their sanity, their strength will also increase several times.
If they are in a town, there are well-equipped and powerful Kingdom Guards and Church clergy to deal with these "mutants".
But now they are in the lair of the Ghost Wolf King, and the mutation of this old wolf seems to be related to the Ghost Wolf King.
"Boss, let's take this mithril back. Will this mission be completed?"
Jimmy's words woke the dreamer up. The old wolf in front of him was obviously still in the process of transformation.
Their mission here is to investigate the abnormal fluctuations in magical power, not to eliminate the "mutators". If they don't leave now, when will they leave?!
"Little Jimmy is right. Collect the mithril powder, take a wolf corpse, and let's leave here immediately!"
The group hurriedly scraped off a layer of mithril from the ground, dragged up the wolf corpse that was only skin and bones, and turned around to leave the underground stone hall.
Perhaps because he was too impatient, Jimmy crushed half of the wolf bone in a panic, and the crisp cracking sound echoed in the stone hall.
As the sound of shattering rang out, strands of mithril transformed into silk threads suddenly shot out along the rock wall like erupting fireworks.
It turned into a silk net made of mithril, blocking the road leading to the ground!
As a top-level general-purpose material, Mithril has the advantages of high toughness, high strength, and high magic conversion rate.
For a moment, everyone was unable to break through the barrier of the silk net.
And in the center of the stone hall, changes were still proceeding in an orderly manner.
A grayish-white light flowed from the old wolf's single eye to its entire body, and its rotten black hair fell off like old skin.
The new fur is like silk dyed in the night, with lightning-shaped silver-white lines running through it.
The dog-like body that was originally curled up on the ground was rapidly twisting and deforming, changing into a form that everyone was very familiar with.
It transformed from a dog into a human under the gaze of everyone in the Beta Adventure Group!
When it held up its 1.8-meter-tall werewolf body, the stalactites hanging from the cave ceiling were broken by the pressure it released.
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