There were many crows near the Training Ground.
For instance, on the first day of the trial, when Zheng Qing and the others were thrown down from the sky, they had passed through a "cloud layer" made of crows. The school had raised them above the trial camp as "safety cushions" for the young wizards.
In just six days, Zheng Qing had seen far too many crows around the trial camp: living ones, dead ones, rotting ones, dried-up ones, two-headed ones, three-tailed ones, one-winged ones, cow-spotted ones, pure white ones, and so on. They came in every color and form, enough to leave one amazed.
Thus, when Jiang Yu picked up a one-eyed crow in the ogre camp and tossed it to Li Meng, everyone in the You Zui Hunting Team, Xiao Xiao included, felt it was no big deal.
It was not as though they had never seen crows before. At most, a one-eyed crow was somewhat rare—then again, if it were not rare, Li Meng would not have been interested in carrying it around.
That slightly lax attitude seemed especially foolish after the one-eyed crow rasped out the curse, "Devolve," catching the Two-headed Ogre completely off guard.
Everyone knew this was the Training Ground, and everyone knew that danger lurks everywhere here. Every unknown creature could pose an uncontrollable threat to them. But because they had grown used to seeing the crows' "friendly" side, these young wizards had instinctively lowered their guard around them.
This was a massive mistake. A trace of regret flashed through the You Zui Hunting Team captain's heart.
Of course, this was not the time for reflection.
When Zheng Qing saw the Two-headed Ogre's aura plummet under the one-eyed crow's Decay Curse, and the red light on the five tumors beneath its jaws and