A group of people from Hengcheng came to the periphery of the dead fog, looking at the churning mist, Mei Ben was both afraid and curious.

When he was in the logging camp, he had heard about the power of the Dead Mist.

After the druids shrank, the Dead Mist was the Lumberjack's worst enemy, and none of the Lumberjacks who ever entered it made it out alive.

Umemoto wondered what the true face of this deadly fog was.

And this time, the opportunity is already in front of you.

Laterinus squatted down, grabbed a handful of dirt and sniffed it in front of his nose, and then spoke:

"There are so many werewolf footprints and breaths here that can bring frenzied werewolves together in one place, and as far as I know, only Bennu can do it.

Umeben's guess is correct, the target has indeed come to this area, and there is a high probability that it has entered the dead fog. ”

Hearing Longinus' analysis, a knight of truth next to him couldn't help but ask questions.

"Lord Holy Fool, isn't the Death Mist a forbidden area for the living, how can the living enter it safely."

When Longinus heard this, he shook his head and replied:

"I don't know how Bennu used to get into the Death Mist, but judging by his footprints, he did get in.

Now, there's only one way to know for sure if he's in the Dead Mist, and that's to follow the footprints.

If we can find Bennu in the dead mist, we will be halfway done. ”

Seeing this, Mei Ben asked with a look of surprise:

"Teacher, do you have a way to take us into the fog of death?"

When Longinus heard this, he replied as a matter of course:

"Of course, mortals avoid the fog of death, but that doesn't include gods.

I am a member of the family of God, and I am a holy fool who seeks the wisdom of the Creator, and how can the mistt of death attain the majesty of the eternal truth of the Creator. ”

As he spoke, thousands of miles away from the tower of Hengcheng, the light of the Sun of Truth suddenly soared.

The light of this Eternal Hallows began to yearn for radiation, hiding on the outskirts of Hengcheng, and the monster that had planned to wait for the rabbit to capture the passers-by for the tooth sacrifice was irradiated by this sudden strong light, and turned to ashes on the spot in the wail.

And the light of the Sun of Truth was still expanding outward, and the light continued to gather from its loose state, across thousands of miles, until it came to the Holy Fool.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Longinus looked at the light in front of him and smiled with satisfaction:

"It's only the afterglow of truth, but it's enough for us to survive in the fog of death.

Okay, let's go. ”

As he spoke, he grabbed the ball of light with his hand and strode towards the Death Mist.

Just as the Holy Fool said, in the face of the light of this sun of truth, the death fog was like being scalded by boiling water, and it instinctively gave way to a way.

Seeing this, Meben and the other Knights of Truth hurriedly followed behind the Holy Fool and walked towards the depths of the Death Mist.

…………

Everyone who lives in this world has their own regrets, and Bennu is no exception.

Although he broke through the limit of the golden clan's lifespan due to his transformation ability, he was only a mortal after all.

The deaths of Ashmi and James are enough regrets for him to remember for the rest of his life.

When he learns that he killed his brother with his own hands, extreme self-blame makes him fall into madness and almost becomes a madman.

He knew that no matter how much he repented, it would be useless, and it was impossible for the dead James to come back to life.

He had thought that Ashmi, like his younger brother, had died in the fog of death, but now that he had accidentally learned that the teacher was still alive, how could he be indifferent to it.

Encouraged by a strange voice, he stepped into the fog of death with determination.

He thought that he had broken free from his dreams in the fog of death, and returned to consciousness from madness, and that his will to polish it repeatedly should be enough to support him in the fog of death.

It's a pity that he still overestimated himself.

With the blessing of the moon, the power of the Abyssal Death Mist is even more strange a hundred years ago.

The pitch-black mist was like a living worm, constantly burrowing into Bennu's body from his seven orifices and pores.

He only felt that his whole body was in terrible pain, and every organ in his body was attacking him.

The pain was so intense that it was extremely difficult for him to take every step forward, and in the end he couldn't hold it up, and fell to his knees weakly.

"Damn, am I going to die here?"

Just when Bennu thought he was going to be finished, the strange voice reappeared.

"Quack, stupid druid, you actually stepped directly into the fog of death like this, you are simply looking for death."

Hearing the other party's unpleasant crow voice mocking, Bennu couldn't help but feel a little angry.

It was the other party who encouraged him to come in before, and now it is the other party who gloats.

Furthermore, the only weakness of the Dead Fog is the brief moments of day and night.

The sun no longer rises in the eternal night, this only weakness is gone, and there is no other option for him to choose if he does not break in.

Bennu, who was tumbling in his body, no longer had the strength to respond to the other party, he silently endured the pain, ready to meet his death peacefully.

When this thought came to him, the voice in his ears suddenly stopped being sarcastic, but became kind.

"Druid, my friend, why don't you turn to me for help if you can't bear all this.

We've known each other for more than a day or two, and remember how many times I've given you important clues, and I'm willing to help you. ”

As a crow sounded in Bennu's ears, he was amazed to see that the death mist that had invaded his body was constantly pouring out, and he looked as if he was frightened as if he were frightened.

This is the first time that a strange voice has shown its abilities, and it has such an amazing effect when it is shot.

"Quack, how about it, my ability is not bad.

Okay, hurry up and go to your teacher, Ashmi, the abyssal aura in the death mist makes me feel disgusting, and I won't always protect you. ”

Without being reminded by the other party, Bennu, who was in danger of his life, embarked on a journey to find Ashmi again.

However, the aimless search is not a very efficient way to find people, and this is especially true compared to the Hengcheng pursuers who follow him and chase the footprints of the werewolves.

Not long after hitting the road again, the two sides met in the dark fog.

"Teacher, look, it's Bennu, he's there!"

As someone who had seen Bennu's true body, Memoto recognized the person in front of him at a glance.

On the other hand, Bennu didn't expect to meet others in the death fog.

Moreover, the other party is still the one who shows him the way and has a one-sided relationship.

However, when he saw the Holy Fool and the Knight of Truth behind him, he immediately understood that the other party was not good.

Bennu never sits idly by, and he usually takes the initiative to meet threats when confronted.

With a loud whistle, a large number of werewolves rushed out of the dense fog and pounced directly towards Hengcheng and his party, and a big battle was inevitable......