Layers of dark clouds squeezed the sky, dark and huge, messy and ragged, branching out like countless blown down trees, faintly separated by deep gaps, and scattered with fine stripes like white fish scales. These dark clouds were dim and heavy, as if they were about to fall, rushing forward silently, eating away at the smaller and smaller starry sky. The whole world is so depressed that it is silent, like a prison cage in hell.

The town surrounded by mountains looks hazy from afar, and the trees and houses seem to be shrouded in light smoke. Wisps of thin reddish mist drifted slowly, like a transparent tulle, intertwining the streets and alleys, as if connecting the whole town.

Wisps of red mist implicate each other, floating over Pushu Town, like a rippling lake. With the rolling of the 'waves', the ground will spew out a column of straight red mist from time to time, like a column of water spewed out by a giant whale underground, spraying into the sky and slowly escaping, forming the source of the red mist.

“...... What's going on with all this red mist?"

Together with the witcher, Evan led the priests to the center of the town, through a thin layer of windbreak, only to find that the town had turned into this place.

"Your Excellency the Inquisitor...... What are you talking about?"

Tessa tilted her head and looked at him suspiciously, with a confused expression.

"What red mist?"

"Fog and clouds are everywhere, but where is the fog?"

"I don't know ...... either"

The demon hunters whispered to each other, their tones full of doubt, and no one seemed to understand what he meant by 'red mist'.

"Can't you see!?"

Evan quickly turned around and looked at the witcher following him, his surprised expression on his face.

In his field of vision at this time, all the members of the entire demon hunting army had a red mist that clearly spread out. The concentration of red mist on the bodies of several captains was significantly greater, like wet water vapor, enveloping their respective figures unclearly.

"What the hell is this ......"

Evan hesitantly stretched out his hand and reached out to Beirut on his right, his palm touching the red mist, but it didn't feel wet, but it was as hot as fire.

"Lord Inquisitor?"

Beirut turned his face sideways and watched as he stretched out a hand and touched it around his shoulder, only to feel that his brain seemed to be a little insufficient, and his look of surprise was overflowing.

“......”

Evan didn't solve his confusion for a while, and reached out to Tessa on the left side, and when he touched the thick red mist, he suddenly felt a biting cold air penetrate into his palm, and he shivered all over.

"Your Majesty, ......?"

The witch huntress raised her fine eyebrows, her pretty face was faintly red, this expression only existed for a moment, and she was well groomed, returning to her usual serious expression.

"Do you mean ......?"

A flash of realization flashed in his eyes, and he touched the red mist on the remaining captains in turn, and the sensations he felt were all consistent with the attributes of their respective refinement spells.

Lopez is deep, restrained, and vibrant.

Dikmas's red mist was mellow, solid, and strong like cowhide.

Orcas gave Ivan a feeling of sharpness, sharpness, and a faint exuding sharpness.

Ivan tentatively came to the conclusion that these red mist seemed to represent the energy they possessed, and the more powerful the person, the thicker the red mist on his body.

But...... Why is it only you who can see the red mist?

Is it the role of the second stage of the Sacred Book of Hades, or is there some other reason?

"Can't you really see the red mist?"

Evan raised his voice, and the sound waves surged into the ranks like waves, pouring into the ears of all the witchers.

"I can see ......"

"I can too!"

"And me! I can see the red haze too...... I thought I was dazzled. ”

After hearing his voice, several priests stood up one after another, and they all said that there was a trace of red mist in their field of vision, but it was very unclear. At first, I thought it was a visual hallucination caused by excessive fright, so I didn't care, until Ivan brought it up, and found that those weird fogs were not illusions.

After a while, all the priests admitted that they could see the red mist, but judging from their descriptions, the color of the red mist was deep and light. For some young priests, the red mist was almost negligible, and they would hardly care if no one brought it up.

And due to the excessive consumption, the drowsy sacrificial Tuze along the way said that the red mist was very distinct, especially the red mist on the captains, even thick enough to cover their appearance - this was very close to the fog that Ivan saw in his eyes.

Since he doesn't know how to spell, and it is impossible for the priests to have access to the Sun Sutra, all the evidence points to one conclusion - this is the effect of the Sun God Atum's one-vein telekinesis.

So, what exactly does this situation mean?

Bang bang ——!

Just as Ivan was in turmoil, a dull and fierce crashing sound suddenly sounded in the dark clouds on all sides.

The captains were startled, and they jumped up like frightened birds, looking around. There was silence, and the black clouds opened out of the sky, like the mouthparts of a giant beast.

“......”

Looking at the town shrouded in red mist, Evan's gaze suddenly became cloudy, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly, revealing the extreme uneasiness in his heart.

Everything that happened before was like a cut black and white movie tape, playing back and forth in his mind.

Why didn't a single Dreadbeast break through the line and attack the town directly during the battle just now?

Why is it that the 'fire dragon' can destroy Pushu Town, but the primary target is them?

Why did they just arrive in the town when there was movement in the dark clouds in time?

Combined with the red mist that permeated the town, Ivan had a very bad feeling, as if to suggest that the dreadbeasts in the clouds would return at any time, that all places needed to be guarded by witchers, and that Pushu Town was safe.

“......”

He narrowed his eyes thoughtfully, the gaze in his pupils became sharper and sharper, the fog in his heart was peeling away layer by layer, and the veins of things were gradually becoming clear in his mind.

The Dreadbeast seems to be doing everything possible to get them out of town, but not attacking it in any way. It's as if they're protecting Pushu Town, and the Demon Hunters are a threat to the town!

"We ...... Is it a threat from the town!?"

Evan widened his eyes sharply, turned to look at Pushu Town, and saw wisps of red mist densely woven into a huge net, hanging above the town's sky, cold and stunning, as if isolating the entire town from the outside world.