Facing Ashme, who insisted on entering the death mist, the rest of the druids showed expressions of disbelief.

"Ashmi, we know that Bennu is your first student, and this accident is hard for you to accept.

But no matter how sad you are, you can't joke with your life. ”

Hearing the persuasion of the people around him, Ashmi responded unmoved:

"I don't think Bennu is dead yet, and I want to try it and see if I can get him out of it."

Despite Ashmi's reasoning, the surrounding druids still had a hard time accepting it.

After all, the concentration of dead fog in the northern forests was still very low when it first appeared, so that people could be safe during the day.

And with the increasing concentration of the dead fog, it is now just as dangerous during the day as it is at night.

In the face of everyone's dissuasion, Ashmi said confidently:

"I have observed the Dead Fog for a long time in the northern forests, and I have found that the Dead Fog is greatly weakened by the alternation of night and day, and I am going to use this break to go in and find Bennu.

Well, don't persuade me anymore, I'm measured. ”

Seeing that Ashmi had made up his mind, the people around him could only reluctantly agree.

By this time, the sun had risen a little near the horizon, and Ashmi knew that time was running out, and if he delayed any longer, Bennu would really be hopeless.

He tied a thick linen rope made of fir twigs around his waist, and gave the other end to the surrounding druids as a safety rope if necessary.

When everything was ready, Ashmi took a deep breath and walked straight towards the Death Mist.

Perhaps because the night had been silent for so long, the surrounding dead fog seemed very uncomfortable in the face of the first rays of the morning sun.

In the sunlight, the dark mist becomes almost transparent.

When Ashmi stepped into the range of the mist, there was no accident, and his judgment was not wrong.

However, he knew that this security was only temporary, and that when the Dead Fog adjusted to the sun's rays, it would become aggressive again.

"We have to hurry!"

Just as Ashmi was about to continue deeper into the Dead Mist to find Bennu's whereabouts, a sheep's cry came from behind him.

He quickly looked back, and it turned out to be his dracodescend mount following him.

Seeing this, Ashmi gently touched its head.

"Are you worried that something will happen to me, don't worry, I won't leave you behind like your former master.

Come on, let's find Bennu's whereabouts as soon as possible and get out of here together. ”

…………

"Zach, are you lazy?"

With a burning pain in his arm, Bennu opened his eyes.

What greeted him was an angry man, who was holding a bamboo stick in his hand, and shouted at him:

"Zach, you damn brat, I let you herd the cows while you sleep here.

If something goes wrong with the cow, I'm going to have to kill you. ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man raised the bamboo stick in his hand and pulled it down again.

In Bennu's opinion, this man was simply inexplicable, he raised his hand, grabbed the bamboo stick that the other party swung at him with precision, and then snatched it away.

"You're mistaken, I'm not Zach, my name is Bennu."

Bennu's sudden counterattack made the middle-aged man stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and said angrily:

"I don't care if your name is Zach or Bennu, you are my son.

Do you think you can rebel against my father because your wings are stiff?

Don't forget who gave you what you eat and drink, you dare to do this before you are an adult, and you will pay it back in the future.

Zach, you have nothing to eat from today, this is your punishment. ”

With that, the middle-aged man turned around angrily and left the place.

Looking at the back of the other party's departure, Benu couldn't help but say with some disgust:

"It's ridiculous, how could I be a child of such a person.

I'm Bennu, I'm a druid, and the only person I'm closest to is my teacher, Ashmi. ”

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that he had been dragged into the death mist by the vines before.

He hurriedly looked around, there was no trace of dead fog around, it was not even a forest, but a plain covered with green grass.

Here he could clearly see the majestic city of Heng, which Bennu estimated to be the outermost subsidiary towns of the entire city-state.

"Damn, how did I come to the territory of the Golden Clan unknowingly."

The druid has been at odds with the Golden Clan for a long time, and he doesn't want to be captured by his enemies.

In this way, he resolutely ran in the direction of the forest, wanting to return to Ashmi's side.

However, after a long journey, he himself was exhausted and out of breath, but the forest on the other side of the river was as far away as a flower in the water, and the moon in the mirror, and he could not reach it at all.

At this moment, Bennu finally realized that everything around him was not real, but some kind of illusion created by the death fog, and he was still trapped in the fog.

He was able to react because it wasn't the first time.

Originally, he had been caught in a similar hallucination in the Northern Forest, only the last time he was a bystander, this time it was more immersive.

"No, I have to find a way to come to my senses, I can't just be stuck here."

Bennu didn't want to die yet, and this predicament stimulated his inner desire to survive, and remembering the strange middle-aged man before, he decided to look for clues from this person.

Following the direction the other had left, Bennu walked all the way to the village.

Looking at the wooden buildings in the village, and the adults and children who gathered nearby to chat, Bennu only felt that everything in front of him was very strange.

"Is this the way of life of the people of gold?

How many trees need to be cut down for these houses, these people are really disgusting. ”

Just as he was scolding in his heart, a person standing nearby chatting kindly reminded him:

"Hey, charcoal burner's boy, I just saw your father scolding back from here, and he doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

If I were you, I wouldn't go home and touch his head now. ”

At this time, another person jokingly frightened:

"Haha, isn't it, be careful that he fills you in the furnace and burns you as charcoal."

The other party didn't know that it was Bennu who made the middle-aged man so angry.

When he learned from the people around him that the other party's occupation was to burn charcoal with firewood, Bennu, who was a druid, had a worse impression of the other party.

"Hmph, I knew I would have repaired that person just now."

Searching for the location of the billowing smoke, Bennu found the charcoal burner's home.

Although the pungent smell of the coke made him a little uncomfortable, he walked into the house in search of clues......