The mist was like a thick cotton yarn, falling layer by layer, but in a moment, there was only a thick white like condensed milk left in Gao Huan's sight.

This fog simulates the deepest part of the foggy world beyond the walls, a place that only the best mechanics and magicians can set foot in, but on this "Battle Monster Island", these highest level students can experience it in advance.

When he couldn't look down on anything else in his sight except for the thick white that couldn't be separated, Gao Huan had to stop and carefully identify the direction he was in.

According to his judgment, the time between the time he picked up the Blue Flame Sword on the ground and chased the fleeing magician to the time when the fog fell, was only a little more than a minute, so he probably didn't run too far.

However, it was obviously unrealistic to continue to pursue the fleeing enemy under this visibility, and Gao Huan immediately dispelled this idea after stopping in place, and then listened intently, hoping to judge the current position of the other companions by the sound.

However, I don't know what ingredients are contained in this mist, and I can absorb all the sounds, so that Gao Huan stood still for a long time, and he didn't hear a person's shout.

He couldn't hold back, and finally let out his own cry into the depths of the mist, but the sound was transmitted in a shaking waveform, zigzagging through the mist, and it was as if it had exhausted its strength, swallowed up by the surging weapon.

Gao Huan sighed, stared at the blank space in front of him, and could only turn around like a blind man and walk back cautiously.

He didn't know if he was walking in the right direction, and he knew that when his vision was blocked and he couldn't figure out the direction, he should stay where he wanted to stay and not walk around, but this place was the entrance to the Third Hunting Ground after all.

If you stand here stupidly, if other trialists with the ability to see through the fog pass by here, then you will be like a living target.

As he walked, he watched the direction of the grass on the ground and the footprints that might be left behind, hoping to find at least one of his companions.

To his disappointment, however, the mist seemed to have a strong effect on the plants, making the knee-high grass on the ground more and more luxuriant, hiding the traces of their previous battles perfectly.

Is this the Misty World?

Gao Huan reached out with a hand, and when he straightened his arm, he couldn't see his fingers at all.

Visibility is not even one meter, and sound cannot be transmitted, walking in such a foggy world, normal people have no task difference from blind and deaf people.

It's okay for a short time, if you walk in it for a long time, you don't need the invasion of fierce beasts at all, just the loneliness of being alone in the world is enough to drive people completely crazy.

Gao Huan didn't know how long he had been walking, and he didn't know whether he was getting closer and closer to his companion or drifting away.

In the fog, there is no way forward, no way back, the vastness of the world seems to have no boundary, but the boundaries of vision are within reach.

The senses of time and space are infinitely diluted in such an environment, and the person walking in this gradually blurred world is also roughened into a simple symbol.

Gao Huan felt as if a big stone had pressed on his chest, making it more and more difficult for him to breathe, and his mood became more and more depressed.

However, when he couldn't help but let out another roar, the thick fog in front of him finally lightened a little.

That is, when the fog began to slowly recede, Gao Huan heard a scream that tore through his eardrums and a roar of battle.

This voice is...... Ding You!

Gao Huan frowned, recognized the direction from which the voice came, and immediately rushed away.

At the other end of the mist, Ding You sat on the ground, his two arms as white as snow densely covered with thin black threads, as if he had been whipped by several whips.

And the person who was protecting Ding You was Zhang Qiling who was holding a big knife.

When Gao Huan arrived, the big knife girl was raising the big knife in her hand above her head, and then slashed heavily on a green vine that was constantly writhing, and neatly cut off a rattan like the body of a poisonous snake.

The rattan cut off by Zhang Qiling also made a "hiss" scream like a living thing, and the juice splashed at the same time, but it quickly stopped moving, melted into a transparent liquid, and seeped into the soil.

There was no doubt that the black lines on Ding You's arms were caused by the sudden attack of these vines.

Gao Huan was about to step forward, and the blue light on the watch on his wrist flashed, and immediately transmitted the information of this vine to his mind.

"Demon Vine, Wolf-level Fierce Beast (Compressed Version)."

"Good at camouflage and ambush, tough and barbed vines are its main weapons, no special "personality", widely distributed in the various hunting grounds of the "Battle Monster Island". ”

The so-called "personality" refers to the special ability of the beast to use different skills in addition to its usual fangs and claws.

Fierce beasts with "personality" are usually promoted directly to the tiger level, making them extremely difficult opponents to deal with.

The Mo Teng in front of him was just a compressed version of a wolf-level fierce beast, and it should be more than enough to deal with it with Zhang Qiling's strength.

So Gao Huan did not rush to join the battle, but ran to Ding You's side in three steps and two steps, and helped Ding You, who was sitting on the ground, up.

"Can you still move?" Gao Huan looked at the black scar on Ding You's arm and asked in a deep voice.

Ding You probably didn't expect Gao Huan to suddenly appear at this time, he leaned on the crook of the young man's arm, his face was slightly red, he nodded, and replied, "No, it's okay, I can still go." ”

Her soft voice was as thin as a mosquito, and she was almost overshadowed by Zhang Qiling's angry battle cry, but Gao Huan still heard it clearly.

After making sure that Ding You was not fatally injured, but only frightened, Gao Huan let her go, and rushed into the battle against the demon vine with the blue flame sword he had previously snatched from the tattooed boy in his hand.

The blue-green demon vine was already at the end of the crossbow under Zhang Qiling's fierce attack, and there were juicy wounds all over his body, where could he withstand the attack of another opponent.

However, in a moment, Zhang Qiling made another move to "split Huashan", and the blade slashed steadily at the center of the vine, and the force was so great that it directly split the vine in two from its center and split it into two petals.

However, before the two of them who had just won the victory could catch their breath, they only heard the demon vine that had fallen to the ground tumbling and letting out a deafening scream.

With its dying cry, the ground shook, as if something huge was tumbling beneath the earth, desperate to break out.