"Because, there are only three of us alive on this train..."
Chabron said with a smile, and before the three-eighths elf lady could react, he asked again:
"Speaking of which, madam, do you really think that you are on a train and not something else?"
Something else...what?
When Chabron's words fell, the changes suddenly increased.
"Train" understood people's language and instantly took off its disguise, no longer hiding its weird nature.
The lady was surprised to find that behind her, the soft chair back squirmed and licked her back greedily. Hungry sizzling sounds came from all directions.
The car windows, the car walls, the car floor, the carpet on the floor, the baffles that separate the seats, the magic crystal lights on the ceiling, all materials began to lose their original color, showing the essence of crawling flesh and blood.
On the train, passengers stood up one after another - gentlemen in suits and ties, men with a big belly, graceful women, children enjoying delicious food, smiling flight attendants, all the passengers and staff on the car stood up.
Looking at where the three people were, they all squeezed out scary smiles.
In an instant, their eyes collapsed into the flesh, and their hair and clothes clung to their skin to recreate the sense of flesh - each of these "people" slowly turned into squirming pieces of flesh, screaming and spitting out smelly water, just barely.
They retain their original rough human shape. One moment they were a man with a big belly, and the next moment they became a screaming mass of bloated tumors. Even the cheap evening gown they were wearing before turned out to be nothing more than a simulation of flesh.
Amidst the piercing screams of the three-eighths elf lady (comparable to the howl of the enchantress), the girl named Mera said the name of the monster and the number designed for it by [Company] without emotion:
"An ordinary [4-86] individual——
"High-level mimicry, imitator of all things, gibbering hunger.
“Can be simulated as various buildings, terrains, vehicles and creatures.
"The object of this simulation is the S-300 [Lightning Train].
"And some parts of the body are separated to resemble a human being, as well as the necessary clothing on the dummy."
The body of Mera, a girl in a black trench coat, formed the seat and floor. The pieces of flesh swarmed up, half-wrapping most of the young knowledge priest's body. The thick, translucent mucus stuck to the simple black clothes, blocking the mucus that was enough to restrain the giant beast.
gave her the possibility of escape.
Next to Mera, Chabron also suffered the same fate. His entire lower body almost sank into the soft flesh ("Woo, so soft~~~~~"). The surrounding flesh condensed into strips that were slimmer than the blond boy's waist.
A huge and thick tongue.
A giant tongue licked their faces, leaving a fishy smell.
[Trapped in an abnormal state: grapple]
[Capturing mucus: Mimics of all things, like mimics, can secrete thick mucus and stick to any creature or object they come into contact with...]
In the past, there was a legend often circulated among adventurers who regarded wealth as their lives: A reckless adventurer who opened a treasure chest would find that his hand was tightly stuck to the treasure chest, and even the powerful ogre could not find it.
Escape, the hungry shape-shifting creature uses its own slime to capture its prey.
("Treat wealth as life" here is a non-restrictive attributive, so it does not mean that there are "adventurers who do not regard wealth as life" in the world)
As a distant relative of the Mimic, the "Mimic of All Things" also inherited its characteristics!
The sounds of sizzling teeth grinding came one after another, and the squirming flesh almost swallowed up the bodies of young girls. The petite children were in their stomachs or mouths, licking the fresh and juicy food with "whispering hunger". Their bodies became more and more
The deeper it sinks, the more it is 70% enveloped, and it will be completely swallowed within a few seconds.
The half(?) elf lady watched in despair as the train transformed into an aberration, watching the balls of flesh swarming up, and watching the two children being devoured bit by bit by the aberration in front of her eyes.
Is it over?
The two people who looked confident and confident just now are about to be eaten?
In panic, her eyes filled with fear finally met Mera's eyes as clear and waveless as the water of a swan lake.
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There was no trace of fear on Mera's face, and all the information and knowledge about the monster's characteristics had long been deeply engraved in her mind.
As if they had expected it, the girl in the black trench coat and the boy in the white shirt stood up naturally.
Their bodies are so smooth, as if there is no friction at all, and they can't be caught like swimming fish. "The murmuring hunger" grabs the food in the mouth with all its strength, but it's like a barbarian trying to catch the flowing water, to no avail. Divine magic
Given the freedom that cannot be locked by chains and shackles, whether it is a tightly bound mass of flesh or the slime that can capture ogres, it is as if they have never existed before.
Under the influence of the four-ring spell [Freedom of Movement] blessed in advance, they are "free".
Dragons can be bound by chains, elephants can be grabbed by giant hands.
But the rapids cannot be caught!
In the distant past, the saintly incarnation of the "Lord of Punishment", the god believed in in the Eastern Continent, once cast this magical spell on the selected slaves. The moment the [Freedom of Movement] spell was completed, the shackles on the slaves fell off.
.The slave owner panicked and ordered his men to capture the escaped slaves and tie them tightly with fine gold chains, but once the chains touched the slaves' bodies, they would slip off - this confirmed the prophecies circulated among the oppressed slaves in the past.
, "The God of Justice will make sure that there will be no chains in the world that can bind them."
After the grand riot, the selected slaves finally defeated their masters. The prophecy came into effect, and the chains that bound the slave owners were the same ones that the slave owners used to bind their slaves. But this time, the chains did not fall off again.
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The large windbreaker that did not match Mera's petite body was dragged to the ground (wriggling flesh), which further showed the heroic and unparalleled elegance of the young officiant and site manager.
While she was escaping from the disgusting piece of flesh, she was reciting obscure magical incantations with great skill, from every nasal sound to every restraint, and there was no trace of vibrato or vibrato in her steel-like chanting voice.
Before the three-eighths elf lady had time to utter a frightened voice due to the changes in front of her, a layer of shining divine protection had already fallen on her body, and the brilliant waves of light around her were guarding her life.
The blond boy Xia Bron turned to look at the frightened lady lying on the ground, smiling broadly:
"So I said, protect yourself, Ms. Three-Eighths Elf.
"This cunning monster disguises itself as a train and deceives people into its stomach.
"But even if she encounters an accident in the belly of this giant mimic monster, Mera should have prepared diamonds for the resurrection magic."
Three-eighths of the elf lady panicked, and the overwhelming amount of information almost destroyed her thinking ability:
Mera? Mera? Yes, I said her name was Mera before. Wait, this name sounds so familiar. Mera?
In her panicked thoughts, the three-eighths elf lady finally matched the girl's name with the name of the person she heard vaguely in the back of her mind. The young priestess in black trench coat, as independent and as brave as a tree, was finally the same as when she lived in Rainbow Castle in the past.
The images once glimpsed from a distance in my memory coincided.
In the arcane city where mages, sorcerers, artificers, and even warlocks are everywhere, there are too few priests.
The girl's appearance is too young compared to the status she has been given and her knowledge as vast as a library, so it is difficult for anyone to forget her elegance after just one glimpse.
Mera, the senior priest of the Eternal Light Temple of Rainbow Castle and the chief priest of knowledge?
Now, she is actually standing next to him, and he can touch her with his hand!
Three-eighths of the elf lady seemed to be in a dream.
As for the blond boy next to Mera, the three-eighth elf lady had no impression of him.
However, there is a high probability that he is also a quasi-high-level executive of the Eternal Light Order, right?
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Thanks to [Tangli Bujianxueda] for the tip
Thanks to [Tangwei Mahjong] for the (second) 500 reward!
