As the voice vanished, Durin watched in astonishment as the Harp, which was originally the size of an adult, rapidly shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye. It soon became a small Harp about 50 centimeters in size, and even the glow on its strings dimmed.
Looking at the piles of meat and severed limbs in the sewer, as well as the corpses of Bell Rats with only half their bodies left, they were all burning with crimson flames mixed with black.
A thick aroma of meat, mixed with the stench of the sewer, lingered around Durin's nose, and an incredibly intense sense of hunger surged directly into his brain.
Durin had never before felt such a desperate urge to just go up and swallow the corpses and meat of these Bell Rats.
Even...
Durin's saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth as he continuously made swallowing motions.
Want to eat!
Never had he craved flesh so much!
It was as if a voice was screaming in the depths of his heart, telling him that as long as he ate this flesh, he could continuously evolve!
But—did he really want to eat these Bell Rats?
Looking at these Bell Rats, whose appearance was extremely similar to humans except for their rat-like features, the rationality in Durin's brain forcibly suppressed this carnivorous desire.
No, he couldn't bring himself to eat something that looked so human.
Durin shook his head and began to examine his surroundings.
Burning flames, a thick smell of blood.
Had he just released a ball of fire? Was it magic?
Theoretically speaking, it should have been impossible.
Kreslin, the Mage Apprentice, had tested Durin's magical aptitude, and he had been eliminated at the very first stage. Furthermore, since he had never studied magic, he shouldn't have been able to cast it under any circumstances.
But what if this flame was Darkin Magic?
To make a simple guess, the Darkin Stellatu, who calls herself an Ascended, modified Durin's body during the process of possession to better seize control, thereby giving him the ability to release Darkin Magic.
Then, when the Darkin Stellatu had finished or nearly finished the modification, even though she was forcibly kicked out of Durin's body by the Character Card System, the modification was irreversible. This resulted in Durin still being able to cast this Darkin Magic after regaining control of his body.
But what exactly was this Darkin Magic? How powerful was it?
Before Durin could further consider the possibilities, he suddenly felt a searing pain in his right hand, so intense that the flanged mace slipped from his grasp and fell into the sewage.
Splash!
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