The two teams quickly reached a consensus.

As a scout, you can't just retreat because you're in danger, you have to do everything you can to find out what the situation is. For safety reasons, the Avengers with a higher fighting power against the undead entered the city to investigate, and in case something happened, the soldiers of the Watchfort quickly evacuated and returned to Grantham to report.

The griffons crossed the city walls into the city, and the bustling city was still deserted, so quiet that it was not like a town but a cemetery, which made people shudder.

"There's no one, could it be that they've really been ...... by the undead," an avenging scout was stopped after just two sentences.

"Seeing is believing!

"Yes......"

"Work in pairs and walk around. Remember not to blindly meet the enemy when encountering danger, we are scouts, and the information collected must be transmitted back to be valuable. ”

"Understood!"

Looking at his men scattered around, the scout captain couldn't help but sigh. Although he reprimanded his men severely, he also had the same doubts in his heart.

It was not the first time he had come to the floating city of Bisar, and its geographical proximity made it one of the city-states where Grantham had diverted the outcasts, and he himself often escorted them here. High in the sky, it can isolate the low-level undead who wander the wilderness, but it can't stop bats, ghosts, gargoyles, and lichs. As a result, all of the Floating Cities have magic crossbows on their walls that have the same auto-aim shooting as the new ones. In the past, before you could get closer, you would be locked by a crossbow gun, but now, without any hindrance, you will go deep above the city, and the city's defenses have been broken, and the people in the city ...... I'm afraid that there will be more luck than luck.

The scouts in the captain's group noticed something different from the fountain below, causing the griffon to drop in height.

That's right, the water level is indeed falling!

At the moment when the griffin landed, the landscape fountain in the center of the city was like a flood gate, and the water volume dropped sharply. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.

"Captain, look at ......," the uneasy scout shouted, and the rest of the words were swallowed in his throat by the scene in front of him.

The sound of the fountain discharging water alarmed the captain who was looking around, and when he looked down, he saw that the round fountain that had been filled with water was only a dark hole.

There's something!

Intuition gives a creepy warning that something is there.

"Get off the ground!"

As soon as the words fell. A gray mist poured out of the fountain's black hole, slowly drifting towards the wide-eyed scout and the griffons they were riding.

"Rick?" Seeing that his subordinates did not move, the captain called the scout's name again, but he remained still, and was instantly enveloped in gray mist.

Could it be that he was deceived by a spell?

By the time the captain took out the crossbow from the griffin's weapons pouches on either side, the scout's figure was completely obscured by the growing gray mist, and he could no longer be found.

At the moment of surprise, the gray mist seemed to sense another person in the air, and it began to rise slowly.

I don't feel good. As the captain ascended, he swept around, and there was no sign of the other scouts.

Tentatively fired an arrow, which pierced into the gray mist with a sound that broke through the air, and disappeared in an instant.

This time, because the distance was close enough, the captain could see clearly.

Instead of disappearing, the arrow is 'dissolved'. It's like heated butter...... No. It is water that has been evaporated by the sun, and there is nothing left.

The arrows were dissolved. The fate of the scouts below can also be imagined.

"Damn!" a low curse sounded, and the captain pulled the reins, and the well-trained griffin immediately turned around, and Grey Mist followed unhurriedly.

"Leko, Eibar, Rorkern......" Captain tore his throat and called out the names of his men, and there was no other sound in the streets except him.

Without even figuring out what the enemy was, he lost all the scouts. Filled with fear, the captain resolutely decided to retreat.

The griffons flapped their wings, the high walls came into view, and the soldiers of the Watch Fortress waited there.

Before the scout captain could let go of his throat, he saw a mist slowly rise from below them, silently. No one noticed.

"Get out of the way!!" the hoarse cries failed to save his companions, and the scout captain could only watch as several large living people were engulfed in the mist, and died before he could even exclaim.

What the is this!!

Knowing that it was useless, he still shot all the arrows he carried with him as if he were angry. All attacks had no effect on the gray mist, only causing the thing to turn around and continue to approach.

Despite his resentment, the Scout Captain understands that it is his duty to get the news back. I can only put aside the idea of revenge for the time being and drive back with the griffin. Fortunately, the fog was too slow, and it was quickly left behind, and after a while, it became unrecognizable, and it gradually blurred from view along with Bisar, who had only an empty city left.

What the hell is that......

Out of danger, the scout captain began to think.

Never seen and never heard of in these decades of fighting the undead.

A newly created monster by the undead?

Or is it a zài that exists in the first place, but never shows up?

The griffon let out a sharp chirp, and the scout captain, sensing that something was wrong, noticed something pressing down on top of his head. When you look up, you are greeted by a strong sour and rancid smell. The last thing he saw was a small dusty insect and a subtle buzzing sound, and then there was nothing, and he, like everyone else, was eaten in an instant and left no dregs.

The scouts sent to reconnoiter did not return for three days, and Gonzalez was worried about their safety and asked Girard to find a way.

Due to the distance beyond the range of the Eagle Eye Technique, the mage who had just been promoted to the first rank a few months ago sent the demon to investigate.

The Avengers and several important figures of the Watch Fortress gathered around the mage's chamber, watching intently the images that Tong Guò had sent back to the demons. As the scouts saw, the empty city, without a single figure, seemed to be abandoned.

"It's so strange that even if you feel dangerous, you can't move it all out in such a short time. Blake propped his chin back, his doubts reborn.

As the closest human settlement to the city of Besar, it is also home to the only three portals in the Befast area, and whether the people there want to buy or move to the surface, they must go to Guò Grantham. No matter how much the ruling nobles are at odds with the Dawn Sect and the Archduke of Befast, they will not be at odds with themselves.

Because of the relationship between frost and cold. Gonzalez is also extremely cautious about the use of portals, and has been closed for the last few days, where are all the people in Bisar City?

"Will they all be hiding at home?" Gonzalez thought he was lucky, hoping that Bisar's people were just hiding, not missing or dead. There were nearly 10,000 inhabitants of that city......

"Huh?" Girard, who was remotely controlled by magic, seemed to have discovered something, and the demon's gaze suddenly turned.

"That's ......," Gonzalez's aide-de-camp, Hobbes, gasped. On the inconspicuous corner of the street was a broken banner embroidered with patterns familiar to everyone present - the emblem of the Dawn Sect, and the scattered sunlight outlined the shape of the sun.

Everyone's brows furrowed, Bisar City is the fief of the nobles of the twelve realms, it does not belong to Befast, and because of its attachment to Hohenheim, it has also become a vassal of the god of magic, and it is impossible to hang the holy emblems of other gods in the city. Want. It can only be something from the scouts sent a few days ago.

As soon as the demon touched the flag on the ground, the edge of the cloth was very strange, neither neat nor uneven, showing a fine jagged shape, as if it had been corroded by something.

As soon as the order was given to bring back the broken banner, the demon suddenly felt something, and he was actually giving up the task he was supposed to follow. Rapid lift-off.

"What's going on?" asked Dante, who had not spoken.

Girard didn't answer, but injected more magic. He used a living deed. The only thing that takes precedence over the master's orders is one's own life. His contract caused the demon to encounter a danger that could threaten his life, and after weighing it, he instinctively chose to protect himself, and his order was naturally postponed.

The picture of the magical scene changed, and the sky over the city was filled with gray fog at some point. The sky was dark, and if it weren't for the demon's keen sense, he really wouldn't have taken these clouds and mist that were common in Floating City to heart.

"There's something weird about that fog. Gilard finally took a break to reply, and the demon's mind not only brought back what he saw, but also fear. "It's dangerous, Augie said it didn't feel dead, but it instinctively felt dangerous, more dangerous than the last siege. ”

Girard asked the others what they meant, should they continue to investigate, or should they let him recall the demons?

The picture began to shake violently as the demon dodged left and right, the fog was not fast, but it was everywhere, and the bat-like demon was quickly besieged by the gray fog that filled the entire city. With no way out, it hurriedly prayed to Girard, who was far away in Grantham, for a quick relief from this danger.

"Let it come back, there's no need to die for something like this. "Desperate to figure out what the strange fog was all about, Gonzalez wouldn't let Girard sacrifice his demons. A low-level pact demon will not consume much mana by breaking the contract, and will not cause substantial damage to Girard, but this will indirectly reflect that he is a ruthless person, who does not achieve his goal and does not hesitate to sacrifice his men.

"It's just a demon. Abigail, who was also a mage, didn't care, and how did he know what those strange fogs would do without touching it.

Gonzalez glanced at Abigail, he didn't like this consul from the new capital, he was only ten years older than him, but he had held important positions since he was sixteen years old, and the vast empire had become so mediocre that it would use this kind of short-sighted person who would care about his own extremely family interests, and it was not far from extinction, even if there were no undead, it would only delay for some time, and sooner or later, it would be destroyed.

"Let it come back, and we'll find another way for that fog. ”

Gonzalez stubbornly gave the order as a duke, and Abigail laughed at it, calling it a woman's kindness.

Because of the rivalry between the two, a group of people in charge of the matter dispersed, and the discussion that should have been held did not continue. This was supposed to be the end of the matter, but that night, something strange happened in Grantham, and the soldiers who were on patrol at night found that some of the homeless people living in the outer city had disappeared inexplicably. There is no record of entering and leaving the city gates, where have these people gone? (To be continued......