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The Power of Friendship, Love, and Faith (4)

‘What the hell is going on here? ’

Surprised for a moment, of course.

It was because I couldn't understand why the priests of the Republic rushed through the bubble.

Just in case, I looked around, but the cloudy fog prevents my vision from being caught.

If you put your magical power in your eyes to its limit, nothing will change.

It's full of curiosity.

You raise your magical power to its limit, but the blurred vision does not return.

“A trap! A trap! Concentrate as hard as you can!”

“Ahhhh!”

“Tight and steady! Stay close!”

"Where?"

You hear a loud voice, but you don't know where to gather. There was fog everywhere.

Can barely recognize that an ally is mixing with an enemy.

I realized that the fog surrounding the current troops seems a little different than usual.

The feeling of feeling bad, like crushing the body, was clearly different until now.

‘The concentration of magic is high. ’

Like I said.

Until now, I could not feel any traces of magical power, but the fog surrounding the surrounding area seemed to be artificially formed somehow.

It doesn't have to be explained that it felt like it had entered the dungeon.

‘Magic. Magic. ’

There are those who come to mind.

But he shouldn't be here.

It doesn't make sense that there's a fog summoner here who's supposed to be doing water warfare in Castle Rock.

It's too much to say that we have to pull important names out of Castelock under pressure from all over.

No, I don't understand how I got out in the first place.

Apparently, Castle was surrounded by his own troops, and he was tightly stopping an ant cub from escaping.

If he and some of his troops have escaped Castle Rock, they should be captured by their radar nets.

I feel like my breathing is shortness and redness in my head.

It's hard to make normal judgments, even though we have to judge calmly.

In fact, you don't have to think long.

The most important thing at this point is to blow this situation.

However, the already complicated mind did not allow for any other kind of thinking.

“You filthy devil! Heeheeheeheeheeheehee! You filthy devil!!! ”

It was hard for those who wielded weapons indiscriminately to seem sane no matter what they thought.

Step back one foot and swing your sword, blood splashes and soaks your face.

The inside spills out and screams continue to stick in your ears.

“Ahhhh!”

Even though one arm is completely blown off, the bubbling rush reminds me of a fanatic or zombie.

As I bite my lips tightly, I snap my neck again, and then it sags.

The same is true of this condition that came running in from right next to him.

Swinging the sword again, the collapsing doll came into view with the Terminal's scream.

One of the hostiles came out through the fog from behind.

I had no choice but to pick up my sword as soon as I heard my voice as I was about to blow my head off.

“It's me! It's me, Katia! ”

“M-Misika! ”

“There you are. ”

“Can others, or not before, see what's going on? ”

“I'm sorry. In fact, we can't quite figure it out. I got here somehow. But first, you might want to prepare something to cover your mouth and nose. In case you've noticed.... ”

“Are you talking about the fog? ”

“Yes. Probably a celestial position. because there's only one person who can fog an entire area this size. I don't know how he got out of Castle Rock, but this is definitely his work. Perhaps the existing fog has been catalyzed to cover its magic, but unlike before, the concentration of magic is quite explicit. Not only that.”

“What else did you find out? ”

“I'm not sure. ”

“It doesn't matter if it's true or not. Tell me."

“Yes… it's just a guess, but it probably contains this mist magic or some kind of unusual medicine. Or it could be a curse. I don't know the details... but if the priest's purification magic doesn't work, it's likely that another method has been used. ”

“Go to hell!! Heeheeheeheeheeheehee!”

“Watch out!"

“Go, thank you. Katia.”

“Keep talking. I'll clear the way. ”

“Yes, yes. ”

“What other means do you mean? ”

“Personally, I think it's a potion made of alchemy. We don't know exactly how it works, but it's probably a stimulant or an aphrodisiac or some kind of hallucinogen. One thing's for sure is that the more you get exposed to this fog, the more it affects you. Monsters that previously raided the troops are also most likely affected by this fog. And of course, as I said, it's all just a personal guess. If you don't listen to magic or the priest's purification spell, that's all you can think about... I'm sorry it didn't help. ”

“No, that's good enough. Yeah, that's enough. They're probably not far from Mishica's best guess. because I thought my body was sending a signal. This is a bit different from psychic magic. If it was magic like that, it wouldn't have lasted that long. Perhaps the lower the resistance, the faster it will work. And the same is true of the time it lasts. ”

“Yes, that's right. The lower your Magic Power or Health is, the more deadly it will be. Perhaps there is a chance that the potion that Lee Young made was made by the heavenly body fog.... ”

“I can imagine. ”

“That's all I can guess. Katia. What are you going to do now...? ”

“Regroup the troops for now. They find wizards, they push the fog out of the way, out of the way. That's the first one. There is no other alternative. ”

“Yes.”

“I'll move a little faster. Michigan, stay close and follow me. ”

“Yes!”

In fact, it is not a big accomplishment.

But at least I have the will to know how things are going to work out and what's going on.

The problem is then.

The biggest question is how to overcome this ridiculous situation.

“Die! Die! Die! The Varyan God will not forgive you! ”

“Hey, let go of me! ”

“Bastards! Bastards! Die, you maniacs! ”

“It will be you who die. Damned sons of devils! ”

The more you get out after hurting the fog, the more you look.

The armed men surrounded a soldier and kept stamping him down, and on one side, I noticed that he was crushing his face with his hands.

I want to move.

Of course I wanted to move to save them, but I couldn't tell which side was an ally and which was the enemy.

They are not the only ones wearing the priestly costumes of the Pharisees.

From the men in the Republic's military uniforms to the men with badges.

Even those who appear to be civilians are mixed up.

Distinguishing an enemy from an ally is meaningless.

Needless to say, the situation is accelerating more and more over time.

“Die!”

“Friendly! Friendly! Don't swing it!”

“Die! Get lost! Stay away from me! Nobody, nobody come near me! Bastards!”

“You crazy bastard! ”

“Stay away from me! ”

“Stay together! Stay together! ”

“Into a dense formation! Defend in tight formation! Into a crowd!”

“Stay away from me! You crazy bastards! Aaaaahhhh!"

“The gods will punish you! ”

“You filthy devils! Get lost! Die!! The goddess of Benigor and the god of the Pharisees will be with you. Those punitive bastards! ”

“Kill! Kill them all! ”

“Friends. Swing. Aaaaah!”

“Friendly! Friendly! Geb, it's me! Me!”

“Ahhhh!”

‘Damn…. ’

“Damn…. ”

Damn it!

“Katia. ”

“Hold on tight. Perhaps the rear guard is centered around the wizard. ”

“Yes… yes. ”

There can be no better word to describe this scenery than the word hell.

Blood splatters and sticky floors often smell nasty.

My body is getting wet and my hair is getting sweaty.

Screams and shouts pierce my ears, and the sound of excitement echoes in my head.

The more you inhale, the more dizzy you get.

Maybe I'm blushing, too.

It made me realize that I was receiving the medication.

Of course, I'm not the only one affected.

An enthusiastic allied force can no longer distinguish it from the enemy forces that have already struck this way.

Everyone who is out of sight is facing the enemy.

Those who slash allies while continuing to wield their swords in fear, or those who are already surrounded by enemies who are suffering horribly slaughter, absorb the fog of madness over time.

This place is already a battlefield, hearing only screams and crazy laughter.

‘What are you up against? What the hell….'

“Die!!! ”

“Help. Help... Save me!! I'm not, I'm not! Cough.”

“I'm going to let you bastards take over the Republic... ”

“Don't do this. Stay away from me! I made a mistake. I did everything wrong. Stay away from me. Please don't do this. I..."

“Help me, please. Mom..."

“Kill! Kill... Heeheeheeheeheehee!”

“Die!!!! ”

‘Help me.'

“ ……. ”

‘Help me. Katia... Help me. Help... me. ’

“Sis... ”

It's not the fog.

I feel like my vision is getting more and more strange.

I hear hallucinations and have hallucinations.

As the sword continues to swing, the faces of those who fall in vomiting blood distort like demons.

"Hallucinations and hallucinations. ’

Everything is hallucinations and hallucinations.

It's not that I don't know it, but I'm getting more and more agitated.

It's like magic. No, it's like a curse.

“Misika... are you following me properly?" ”

I looked back a little, but the man in glasses disappears from view.

I bit my lip tightly, but nothing changed.

It is impossible to find him in this state.

“Katia! ”

When I turned my head to the voice next to me, I saw a huge monster.

“W, now. ”

“Die... ”

“Yes?”

“Die... die! You monster! ”

“What the... Cough. ”

It's only a matter of time before the monster's throat falls.

But when I opened my eyes, the unknown soldier's head was lying on the ground.

It's getting harder and harder to breathe and more distorted by the unknown horror.

It feels like everything is turning red and swirling.

Tears keep coming out of my eyes in situations I don't understand.

I bitten my lip tightly, but I couldn't understand the situation for the first time in my life, and I kept pushing my mind into a corner.

‘Save me... Katia. ’

“You must be purified! We have to purify.”

‘Katia.'

“I will bring salvation. Salvation of light! The armies of light will drive you out. ”

Help me, Katia! ’

“The salvation of light! ”

“Shut up! Shut up!! Shut up!!! ”