Chapter Ninety-Nine: Encountering Resistance

Faced with the mysterious fog of death, Ashmi felt a deep powerlessness.

Although he is second to none in the Druid Sect, he is unable to fight the invisible fog, which is beyond his ability.

Is it true that these dead fogs come from the ground as Bennu dreamed of, and Ashmi has nothing to do with it.

In order to find out why the fog appeared, he took Bennu to observe the periphery for many days, but unfortunately the problem was never solved.

However, he discovered that the Dead Fog only appeared on a large scale at night, and that the entire fog continued to expand outward.

This discovery made Ashmi realize the seriousness of the problem, and if left unchecked, the Dead Fog could extend beyond the northern forest.

The duo then hurried back to the Druid's Ring and told Monhu what they had discovered.

"Bennu saw the druid killed by the Death Mist in a dream, and is this dream real?

Oh my God, if that kind of thing didn't come out of your mouth, then I must think it's nonsense. ”

The trust in the students made Monhu reluctantly believe this statement, and the two of them convened an emergency druid assembly in the name of the former and subsequent Oak Sages.

In addition to the remaining members of the Druid Ring, the conference was attended by the leaders of the various factions.

On that day, the Mushu family, who had quarreled with Menghu over the number of acorns, was also among the participants.

At the meeting, Ashmi recounted what had happened in the northern forest, and then concluded in the midst of a lot of discussion:

"I know it's weird, we don't even know who is responsible for this, but it's true that the dead fog is expanding in the north.

It's eating away at everything in the forest, and we need to find a way to curb that as soon as possible.

In between, I need to send people to deal with this. ”

When Ashmi finished speaking, the crowd chattered a little louder.

"I'm against it!"

With this open opposition, everyone's voices were silenced, and Ashmi also set his eyes on the person who spoke.

And this person he recognized was the elite of the Mushu family he had seen last time, and it was this person who was arguing with Menghu.

"Ashmee, although you are about to succeed the Oak Sage, you can't let your own temperament come from your own temperament.

Now that autumn is approaching, it looks like the hunting season is about to take place on the Hengcheng side, which is the time of the year when we have the most intense conflict with the Golden Clan.

If you transfer people to the north in one sentence, how should the crisis in the south be resolved, I don't agree with your approach. ”

As soon as these words came out, most of the druids present couldn't help but nod, which is indeed very reasonable.

On the other hand, Ashmi expected the proposal to be opposed, but he explained anyway:

"Of course, I know that the hunting season is approaching and it is not easy to move personnel.

Because of this, I personally went to the northern forest to investigate the matter.

I don't know where the Dead Mist came from, but its expansion is a fact, and I think it's a much greater threat to us than the city of Hengcheng in the south. ”

When the pastoral druid heard this, he said with some disdain:

"Ashmi, like you said, you don't know anything about the Death Mist, so how can you characterize that its threat is higher than that of Hengcheng.

Dead fog will not wither the trees there, but when the hunting season comes, both nobles and commoners in Hengcheng will participate in it, and their destruction of the forest is real.

I think it's important to prioritize the gold in the south, and it's not too late to talk about the Dead Fog next year. ”

The meeting then engulfed in heated debate, with some supporting Ashmi's proposal, but also a significant number arguing that the enemy in front of them should be dealt with first.

Although the Oak Sage is the leader, he cannot force a decision in the face of a majority of opposition.

Eventually, the meeting was over.

When Ashmi walked out of the conference room, Bennu, who was already waiting outside, hurriedly greeted him.

"Teacher, have you come to a conclusion from your discussion?"

Seeing Ashmi shake his head, Bennu's face also showed a look of disappointment.

At this time, Menghu on the side patted Bennu on the shoulder and said comfortingly:

"The Druids aren't up to the sages alone, but you don't have to worry about that, we'll find time to find a solution to the Dead Mist when we're done with what we're doing.

Maybe it won't take a lot of effort to dissipate on its own. ”

Although Menghu did not object to Ashmi's approach at the meeting, he actually felt that the current hunting season should be dealt with first, and the threat of death fog was no greater than that of the people of Hengcheng, who were about to cross the border.

His words seemed to be enlightening Bennu, but they were actually for Ashmi on the side.

However, Ashmi didn't listen to this at all, he had seen with his own eyes the dead fog that even light could not penetrate, and he knew that violence could deal with the poachers, but he could not help the dead mist.

If we don't act now, when the forest is completely covered in dead fog, it will be too late.

Thinking of this, he turned and walked in the other direction, which was the path that led to the exit of the Druid's Ring.

Meng Hu knew that although this student didn't talk much, he had always been very assertive, and when he saw this, he hurriedly asked:

"Ashmi, where are you going?"

Ashmi didn't respond, but left the Druid Ring and headed in the direction of the Murmur Hills.

Seeing this, Meng Hu, who had been following behind, immediately understood his plan.

"Ashmi, the fairy in the forest doesn't like to be disturbed, especially by irrelevant things, don't do stupid things."

Listening to Menghu's anxious shouts behind him, Ashmi's footsteps did not stop, and repeatedly sped up a lot.

It is better to deal with the matter of the dead fog sooner rather than later, and since the druids are lacking in skills, it is the only option to inform the fairy of the forest about this.

The moment he stepped into the Murmuring Hill, Ashmi instantly felt a murmuring sound around him, and the ground and trees distorted in his eyes, as if they had come to life.

As a druid, he knew that this strange phenomenon was the result of the fusion of the huge spiritual energy of the fairy in the forest with the environment.

The influence of the surrounding environment on his spirit was so obvious, which just showed that the fairy in the forest was at home, and he did not pounce on the air, which made Ashmi breathe a sigh of relief.

However. He still underestimated the impact of the overflowing spiritual energy on the hills of Murmur Hill on mortals.

Although the whole hill was not large, he was lost, and just as he was anxiously looking for a way out, a voice rang out.

"This is not for ordinary people, the surrounding environment is affected by her spiritual power, and she is full of malice towards strangers."

The sudden sound startled Ashmee, and he looked back to see a strange man in a flower suit standing there.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

Looking at the wary Ashmi, Hammerlin couldn't help but laugh, he wanted to tell the other party that they had met many times.

However, when he thought that the other party would turn his head and forget, he had no interest in explaining.

"Come with me, I can get you out of here."