A Sorcerer’s Journey

On the face of it, between the two, a dark fog is raging and a white fog is spreading in all directions, centering on the positions of the respective gates through each other.

However, this is not the case in practice.

On the Abyss Demon side, a city of abyss, although different, most of them did not leave the Abyss Demon fog, and many demons led countless Abyss Demon Dragon, Abyss Demon tribe, the havoc plunged into one dimensional esophageal oblivion stronghold after another, under the guidance of the Abyss Demon tribe, even if these strongholds are no longer strong, in front of a truly powerful legion of the battle of civilization formalized, are merely mantis arms as cars.

At best, it brings more Abyssal Demon Dragon bodies to this ancient and empty illusory world.

The characteristics of the Abyss Demon Nation never conspired with any hostile creature, so from the beginning there was no conspiracy to conspire with another civilization we had never met and try to fight for these neutrals.

The other side.

Compared to the purposeless expansion of the Abyss Demon Fog from the through-the-gate and the step-by-step killing of the Abyss Demon Legion Ancestor Demon Fog, these white fogs are more like an octopus tentacle, rushing directly towards a position, rather than the purposeless slow diffusion, which is surprisingly fast.

Dimensional esophageal oblivion knows for themselves that the end of their own death is approaching, and that the world is cleansing the body of impurities, enabling the material world to function more effectively.

But in the face of life and death, the forgotten will never stop grabbing, and in the face of the white fog wall that has been attacked, Heran is fully armed and ready for battle, waiting for the enemy in the white fog to attack.

However, after a few breaths, except for the white mist, it is still white, empty, and there is no so-called enemy at all.

A stubborn monster with a low saliva, covered with mori white bones all over his body, his chest opened and slowly drilled out a green head from inside, gently sniffing two times before the sand dust screamed: “These white fogs are highly poisonous! ”

After that, the green little brain instantly sets the chest cavity.

And this stinging monster roared low, like an ugly hedgehog standing up, a wave of air “buzzing” spreading through Ali, like billions of needles, worn between worshippers.

“Awaken! ”

This is a blue flame demon dragon, the blue flame mouth sprays white mist across all sides, the flame past, the white mist is eroded, immediately followed by flame wings swinging continuously, blue flame light waves form thousands of meters of absolute field, eyes surrounded by forest.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

Other monsters, too, launched their own power. In the fierce bombardment of these monsters, a great deal of white fog was dispersed and purified. After a long period of time, when the monsters' unintentional attacks gradually stopped, in addition to looking all over the sky, it was still so lonely.

As the forgotten gather together and gaze at each other, they can feel fear of this unknown power from each other.

“Hmm? What is this? ”

A thunder property monster, like a birdman, holding a short hammer together, with a flashing arc on his body “crackling" constantly flashing, surprised to find himself growing something like a small gold needle mushroom, and looking more and more.

This is not an individual phenomenon, as is the case with other forgetful figures.

Whether elemental organisms, flesh organisms, or even rare rule organisms, the body surface grows a pale white needle mushroom a centimetre or two high, and more and more appearances, dense and numb, the monsters are completely ignorant of this, more fearful of the unknown than death, the fear is divided into spread.

At last, some people can no longer bear this psychological pressure. If they die after a bombardment battle, the forgotten are not afraid, but this unknown wait gradually begins them to collapse and flee.

Anyway, find a way out first!

whoosh! whoosh! whoosh! whoosh! whoosh...

While some insist on staying, most oblivion ignore it and flee in all directions, hoping to get out of the fog as soon as possible.

death-like silence except white fog or white fog.

Among the fugitives, a monster similar to steel beard and male lion, continued to “hum” and “hum” wheeze, his body surface has grown dense and numb short gold needle mushrooms, it has tried any method, but hurts these gold needle mushrooms for its pain, like chopping off its own hands and feet limbs, as if these gold needle mushrooms are part of its body.

As the number of these golden needle mushrooms grows, the strength of the body seems to be constantly being absorbed and weakened.

It can no longer suppress its own body, constantly expanding, which in turn brings a growth gap to the needle mushroom, like the sprouting after the rain.

After such an aimlessly unintentional flight, this monster, more than a thousand meters real, has been completely covered by golden needle mushrooms, falling heavily on the white bones of the earth.

He kept twitching, but he was becoming powerless.

After another period of time, under dense hemp and gold needle mushrooms, as a wild contraction creep, like the irregular distortion monster seen through the door exit Green, the monster twisted the irregular body, absorbed all the nutrients around, roared silently, “bam” exploded into the sky dust, and melted into part of the white mist.

Among the monsters who held back in place was a strange creature similar to a wizard, focused on studying the relationship between the creatures, the characteristics of their abilities, and so on.

These clusters of monsters continue to drive away the nearby white fog, but still inevitably erode and grow a golden needle mushroom.

Though much slower than those who fled, people seemed to have seen the tragic side of imminent adversity and seriousness.

This researcher, like an old goat, * * * * *, is observing the properties of these needle mushrooms.

After a while, the old goat mumbled: "We're in its stomach, and these white fogs are actually countless cells, each with nerve perception, self-thought, muscle fibers, and digestibility! Once they enter the body, it's like a malignant cancer, deceiving our body's ability to immunosensitize, replicating it indefinitely, and finally replacing us once and for all and becoming part of it. ”

“Can't you kill them? ”

Even this Puppet has a golden needle mushroom.

“In fact, we are killing them from the source, but apart from a small number of special races, our own destructive power can never be greater than the energy we can provide after death. ”

The goat's explanation made people crash like ice caves, and a three-headed goosebird said, “If we can stand still like this, we can support it for at least a thousand years, can we find a way to contain the invasion of white fog in our bodies? ”

“The world is endless, and the solution should be yes, but it is not something we can find in such a short time. ”

Then, the old goat closed his eyes and heavily said: “Besides, obviously these things are not the only ability...”

It seems that in response to the words of the old goat, in the fog of height, one twisted monster after another emerges, immediately after these monsters continue to stitch and combine with each other, becoming larger and larger.

In the desperate response of many forgotten people below, the sound of "knock” fell on the white bone earth, and after a brief peristalsis began to shrink continuously, then gradually evaporate into a mist and blend into the air, sincerely part of the billion-dollar and endless floating pan-conscious cell population.