The surging gray mist was so thick that it could not be dissolved, almost like an ugly pit of muddy water, slowly rising, submerging the huge Hell Tree inch by inch.

The dead corpses on the main trunk were layered one after another, one by one, frantically surging towards the top of the tree trunk, like the turbulent waves in the sea, from a distance, they were constantly undulating and terrifying. However, as the gray mist slowly rose, for every inch of the branch, dozens or hundreds of crazy dead corpses fell under the trees, whether they were crawling on the main trunk or walking on the branches like geistes, all of them were carried away and swallowed by the gray mist.

The corpses that touched the gray mist made a strange gurgling sound, the sound of their last bones opening and closing up and down, and then they began to tremble, and the fire in their eyes went out, as if they had been drained of living plants, and collapsed limply. Those who stayed on the main trunk fell directly and were swallowed up by the tide of gray mist, and those who stayed on the branches fell down with a brush, and their limbs were torn apart and submerged by the gray mist.

At this moment, the dead corpses on the Hell Tree were boiling, and they burst out with more ferocity than they had chased me and the Taoist priest before, and rushed up like crazy, like a hungry jackal mixed in a flock of sheep, but this time their target was no longer the branch we had been living in before, they rushed past the branch, but they didn't even look at it, and continued to rush to the top of the Hell Tree, which really looked like a flock of sheep running for their lives.

I don't know what happened on the branches above, the dead corpses did not continue to impact the branches, there are three possibilities, one is that the Taoist priest and the third child have already burped, the dead corpses have lost their target, there is no need to impact the branches again; The second is that the Taoist priest and the third child have left the Hell Tree through the branches, and when they reach the stone plank road on the edge, they are out of danger, and the dead corpses have nothing to do with them; The last possibility, as I had guessed before, was that the rising gray mist was a hungry wolf hunting sheep, and all the dead corpses felt threatened, and gave up on the Taoist priest and the third child, and only cared about fleeing for their lives.

In either case, it won't have much impact on my current situation, at this time I am struggling to support the Hell Tree about 20 meters, the fog has been submerged to more than 10 meters, I am like a flea hanging above the magma, there is no support under my feet, but the magma under my feet is constantly rising, and I can only passively wait for death.

This situation has not changed much compared to just now, and it is even worse, I think of the lizard that died in the gray fog without even a little blood mist, and I hope that the life-threatening thing under my feet is magma, at least I can know how I died in the end, and there will not be too much pain, unlike the weird gray fog under my feet, I don't know what is inside.

It was then that I realized that the fear of the unknown was no less than the fear of death, and the behemoth that rose up in the gray fog became more and more defined.

When I fell here in the morning, I found that there was something wrong with the gray fog, because the fog did not rise calmly and gently, but the waves stirred up a large number of waves, just like the sea that encountered a hurricane, but there must be no hurricane at the bottom of the sinkhole, so this restlessness of the gray fog is extremely abnormal. Then I noticed that something seemed to be slowly rising in the center of the fog fluctuations, and with the movement of the behemoth, the fog was driven, and this movement appeared.

However, at the beginning the giant thing climbed very slowly, and I could only see some bulges like burial bags gradually appearing against the mist, and as I thought about these small messes in my mind, the fog rose further, and more corpses were engulfed, and the behemoth in the fog showed more outlines, almost like a mountain rising abruptly from a sea of gray mist.

I could see that I had forgotten my situation for a moment, and when the protruding mist was less than two meters or so from my heels, I was awakened by a shiver from the depths of my soul. I looked at everything under my feet in horror, and fear filled my brain in an instant, making it impossible for me to think.

At this time, it was not only me who was afraid, the curse of the black line that had been calmed down by the evil qi of the evil source absorbed by the underworld was restless again, but this time it was no longer the excitement of the past, but boundless fear and trembling. The same is true of the source of doom, and the same is true of the Rakshasa grimace, which is not affected by the Underworld, and at this moment a grimace of black gas appeared on my hand, making a frightened expression in the air, and then constantly baring its teeth at me, as if threatening me to leave quickly.

If it were such a strange change in my usual life, I would have been frightened a long time ago, but at this moment, in the face of this situation, the impact of the change in grimace on me is nothing, and the thing under my feet is the most terrifying.

The real sea of fog is still six or seven meters away from me, but the raised outline below me is driving the mist, almost approaching my toes, and from time to time there are dead corpses falling from the broken corpse cocoons around me and falling into the sea of gray mist, all of them have not entered, and they have not been able to splash the slightest wave, but at this moment I can see it very clearly, a body of flesh and blood has not yet rotted, obviously the living corpse that has just died fell into the gray mist, and suddenly exploded a puff of blood mist, and the demonic blood mist also flashed away, and dissipated without a trace in an instant.

I felt a chill down my back as it had happened to the lizard, but I thought it was probably going to be me in a few minutes, because the bulging mist almost touched the tips of my shoes. I gritted my teeth and curled up my legs, thinking that I could hold on for one more second, but my heart was already in despair.

Curling up my legs in such a suspended state was very physically demanding, and I gritted my teeth and persisted, and if I hadn't done so, the bulging mist would have submerged my toes.

It was only then that I noticed that the shape of the raised gray mist was somewhat strange, and it seemed somewhat familiar.

My heart moved, blowing down hard, trying to blow away the gray fog to see what was below, the result was naturally in vain, I don't know if my lung capacity is not enough, or the fog is too thick, I blew for a long time, not even a trace of the fog was blown open, but I became more and more frightened, because this bulge that kept pressing towards me looked like a huge palm.

I shuddered and cast my gaze down, connecting all the shapes that stood out above the sea of fog, and I felt a groan in my heart, almost screaming. At this moment, I clearly saw that the behemoth gradually rising in the gray fog was clearly a person!

This conclusion is a bit abrupt, but this is what I saw, the behemoth in the gray mist is too much like a person who is on his knees, with one hand reaching upwards to grasp something! The bulge closest to me, the five raised columnar gray mist and the depression in the middle, this outline is clearly the hand that wants to grasp something upward!

I gasped, and a ridiculous thought suddenly arose in my heart, could it be that the thing in this mist was really a giant, and he had found me and was going to catch me and eat me?

As soon as this thought came out, I suddenly felt a feeling of suffocation, and wanted to escape desperately, but sadly found that I could not do anything about the current situation in front of me, let alone escape, even if I had the right to choose death.

Just as the huge palm shrouded in gray mist was about to grab me into the palm of my hand, a black shadow swooped down from the branch in the upper right, and before I could see what it was, I suddenly felt a hard blow in the chest, and the whole person was knocked up and flew up. My hand loosened in a moment, and my body flew up a distance, then down.

Finished!

This is the only thought in my heart, but I didn't expect the black shadow to rush back like lightning, this time I saw clearly, the black shadow turned out to be a little girl wrapped in black gas, with two pigtails, chubby, but the face was hideous, looking very terrifying. I was stunned, I recognized this little girl, is she clearly the statue of the witch boy god that I have been worshipping and offering to my grandmother's house for more than ten years?

It was only a moment when I lost my mind, and the hideous-faced witch boy saw that I was about to fall into the fog, let out a crisp whimper, and his expression became very strange, as if he was crying sadly, with bloody tears flowing from the corners of his eyes, and then rushed to my side and dragged me.

I could feel my body falling slowly, but the little one's strength still didn't seem to be enough, and I still couldn't avoid falling into the gray mist with no bones.

The little witch boy's whimpering sound became more sad, I could feel the sadness in its voice, and I felt a little out of breath for no reason. However, at this moment, a huge figure jumped down from the top of my head, and with a whoosh grabbed me and jumped to the side of the branch, I was overjoyed, and suddenly I was reborn, and at the critical moment, the second child came.