The fog came without warning, and it was late at night.

The townsfolk were unconscious.

And Dean found that the fog not only shielded perception and blocked the transmission of sound and light, but also cut off the power supply to all buildings, even the alarm of the car was out of order, and the telephone connection with the outside world was also disconnected.

Every house in the town is like an island in the dark ocean, which can be washed away by a storm at any time, and there is no way to call for help, and there is no one to rescue when the alarm is raised.

Dean and Sean pass several empty shops along the way, but they are all messed up by something, and there are no people or monsters except for scattered bloodstains.

Then the two of them came to the outside of a bar, where the cowboy door was wide open and the mist poured in unhindered, and the whole room became foggy.

There was a faint hissing and squeaking sound like leather rubbing against each other.

Dean floated into the bar in zero gravity like a ghost, and Sean followed.

The slight acidity of the mist and the strong, fresh smell of blood poured into their nostrils, and they saw a chaotic scene.

A man in a motorcycle leather suit was lying on the bar not far from the entrance, the back of his hands and wrists were covered with uneven disgusting bulges, and the bones and flesh of his head were dissolved by some powerful acid, leaving only a blurred layer of flesh and blood on the bar.

And just above the headless corpse, the ceiling drooped down with strips that looked like ribbons.

Dean looked closer, and they weren't as flat as strips of paper, round as thick as cables, and milky white in color like mist.

Cups, bottles, and bloody flesh clinged to these cables, dangling in mid-air, swaying gently like wind chimes.

"It's like spider silk." Sean leaned over to Dean and said in a low voice, "Amplified a hundredfold of spider silk." ”

Dean nodded, his gaze turned to the hapless man lying in front of the bar, and flicked his fingers.

Mindfulness held the corpse lightly suspended in the air, and suddenly it was like a hornet's nest, and a large number of scalp-numbing black spiders broke through the flesh and came out, each of them the size of a coin and eight legs, crawling around like a young crab hiding from the tide, and the corpse was only a shriveled empty shell, slowly tilting.

But the little spiders didn't leave the nest, they were squeezed inward by an irresistible telekinesis, crackling a few times, like corn in a hot pot, bursting into rice and falling to the ground with a bang.

Some strong, corrosive liquid corroded the floor and smoked and melted into the white mist.

You killed??

Shadow absorbs a small portion of the Soul Essence, Shadow Lv5 (5→6/700).

"Only so much experience?"

Dean frowned, and suddenly looked up ahead.

The moment the group of spiders were wiped out, there was a piercing roar from the white mist deep in the bar, followed by the "whoosh" sound of whipping the air with a whip, and several sticky white spider silks shot at Dean like arrows.

With a slight wave of his hand, he fanned the spider silk to the side of the bar, and the spider silk bounced open, and the corrosive slime on the surface burned the wooden bar through a web-like hole, oozing black slime.

Woohoo!

Woohoo!

Then a steady drizzle of spider silk flew in from multiple directions.

Dean raised his hand.

There was a "pop" sound, and a sturdy telekinetic shield spread out around his body, covering him and Sean like eggshells.

Hundreds of spider silks slapped against the shield, and like stones hitting a thick sponge, they fell weakly to the concrete floor, corroding a large depression.

And Dean felt the force on the shield and his eyes turned, this level of impact and corrosiveness, the power has exceeded that of most "trolls", and it should not be underestimated.

And see that ranged attacks are ineffective.

The attacker in the fog finally revealed his true form, and a large spider swooped out from under the table to Sean's right.

It is in no way inferior to a large adult dog, and its back is covered in black steel needle-like spikes, and the striking yellow stripes under the spikes form a terrifying skeletal pattern.

The bulging chest and abdomen have a large highly anthropomorphic head, and the two fangs on the mouth and two rows of teeth similar to human teeth also resemble human teeth, opening and closing brightly.

But its eyes are purple-red, like half of a pomegranate, radiating an evil and cruel red light.

Eight long, slightly curled hairy legs, like springs that taut and then loosened, burst out with tremendous force, carrying it like a small cannonball to slam into Sean, while spitting out spider silk from a small round hole in the upper abdomen, fanning the target.

Hmmm-

Breaking the air.

Sean's right lobster shell shield was raised to perfectly block the fan-shaped spider silk, and the pale gold spear in his left hand stabbed forward like lightning, hitting the spider's head, penetrating it and sticking it down to the floor.

The battered spider suddenly looked like a slaughtered animal, let out a piercing scream like a baby's sob, spurted gray blood, and frantically swung its eight legs to corrode the ground to the point of crackling.

Sean opened his mouth again and spewed a line of basilisk venom towards the big spider, instantly dissolving it into a pitch-black liquid.

And Sean behind Dean in front of him.

There was a popping sound of air crashing through the gray mist.

Spiders the size of ten hounds swooped in from all directions, swirling lanterns, floors, and tables, and ten rows of bloody teeth rattled to bite the flesh.

Dean just blinked without changing his face.

Zizizi——

A row of silver currents as thick as buckets tore through the mist, and the laser cannon pierced through the ten spiders in a straight way, blasting ten blackened holes into the surrounding walls.

The powerful thermal effect ignited the spider's body in an instant, and they burned and spasmed and fell to the ground screaming, emitting a strong smell of burnt and roasted meat.

In the next second, Dean picked up the fanged long knife and his figure flashed.

Whew—

Ten flaming heads rolled in a circle on the ground, turning to ashes.

"You killed Grey Widow*10? Mastery +2*10, Combat lv5 (557→577/700). ”

"Shadow has absorbed some of the soul essence, Shadow lv5 (5→25/700)."

In a matter of seconds, the treacherous bar regained its calm.

Dean beckoned, and countless blades of telekinesis skinned and stripped ten charred gray widows, collecting samples of flesh and blood, as well as five spindle-shaped silk glands that stored corroded spider silk.

"Use electricity to destroy the integrity of the material, let's use ice next time." Dean muttered as he picked up the sample and walked into the depths of the bar.

Sean followed him in awe.

The entire bar had been cleared of the monsters, but the people who had been poisoned by the monsters were still there - three dying men and women were covered in sticky white spider silk and clung to the walls like three people cocooning.

Corrosive webs melted most of their bodies into semi-solid ones, swollen squirming slightly on their faces, and countless disgusting little spiders hid beneath their skin, devouring flesh alive, treating them like hatching ovaries.

They noticed Dean and Sean approaching, their half-open eyes revealing deep pleading.

Sean looked unbearable, glanced at Dean inquisitively, and then the dark gold spear in his hand pierced his brain three times, and the three captives lost their lives and were freed from the terrible torture.

Dean closed his fingers, and his giant telekinetic palm crushed the small spiders that poured out of the human cocoon like a tide into a mixture of flesh and blood.

"Man, where the hell are these monsters coming from?" Sean clenched his spear, his bloodshot eyes bursting with a strong desire for flesh, "Building a nest in a human body is more evil and cruel than Satan." ”

Dean shook his hand and threw the mixture of flesh and blood against the wall, "They come from another world like the Mist, and can be called the Children of the Mist." ”

"Are all other worlds so scary, full of bloodthirsty monsters?"

"Not necessarily, but in my experience, most monsters outside of Earth have a dark set of rules and regulations that treat humans as food, toys, or some kind of resource."

None of the Hell Monks of the Leviathan Hell, the Potala Spider Man and their dependents in the Upside-Down World, and the Mist Children of the White Mist World that Dean has encountered can coexist peacefully with humans.

They only bring endless suffering and death.

"Hearing you say that, why do I think nocturnal species are not so scary?" Sean followed Dean slowly into the fog outside the bar,

"As long as the nocturnal species pays attention to principles and abides by human nature, then it is not impossible to communicate."

……

After disposing of this room of Grey Widows.

The rest of the road was calm, and the two didn't encounter any more monsters, but the houses they passed through were empty, and they didn't know what the owner had caught into the fog.

They approached the small cottage on the side of the road at 260 shopping street unhindered.

As they approached the porch, their faces changed, the door on the wall and several broken glass windows were all open, and a thick fog poured into the room.

There was a faint yellow glow, and a burst of screams and fights, but the sounds were faint when cut by the fog, as if they were far away.

Dean rushed through the door with a anxious Sean all the way to the kitchen, and under the light of a kerosene lamp on the cupboard, there was an extremely strange scene in front of him.

A monster three points whiter than the fog floated in the kitchen doorway, its body completely open like a tablecloth, and the three large gray insects were firmly blocked from the door frame.

These bugs are also very distinctive, with two compound eyes, a three-petaled mouth with sharp teeth, transparent cicada wings, and sharp scorpion tail spines, and their size is about the size of an adult's palm.

It looks like a mixture of flies, mosquitoes, and scorpions.

Blocked in their way by the white monster that resembles a tablecloth, they reluctantly flapping their wings in a buzzing warning, flicking the spikes on their tails in attack, but the tail thorns stuck into the tablecloth like a glue and did not do the slightest damage.

"Are the children of the mist fighting in the house? Are different niches in the food chain competing for food? ”

Dean suddenly stopped Sean, who grabbed his spear and wanted to attack, and swept behind the white "tablecloth" from God's perspective.

He speculated on the food, Lucia, who was dressed in red pajamas and had stiff cheek muscles, pressed a big gray insect against the wall with her right hand with a frying pan, and with her left hand, she pressed the insecticide on the head of the big insect that came out of the frying pan, and shouted in a spray of mist-like liquid,

"Falk Squid, don't want to hurt my child!"

The scorpion tail of the large insect snapped the air and tried to prick Lucia's arm, but it couldn't reach it, its eyes bulging from its short stems, and its gray-brown body shuddered and buzzed.

And right behind Lucia.

Wanda hugged her brother Victor tightly and squatted under the stove, like a fawn in the cold winter, looking around in fear and helplessness.

Smack!

A dazzling white gold light suddenly reflected in her dark eyes.

The large insect that had been pressed against the wall by its mother then split a gray line of blood at the junction of its head and thorax, and its hideous head fell to the ground.

Poof!

At the same time, there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground behind her, and the bodies of the three large insects that were blocked by the door were split in two, as if they had been cut in half by some invisible edge, and the separated wings and scorpion tails twitched on the ground and gradually lost their vitality.

The white "tablecloth" floated back like lightning in front of the mother and daughter, and opened its body protectively to face the sudden intruder.

Dean stepped into the kitchen with Sean stepping on the corpse of the strange insect on the ground, and glanced at the hint - kill the scorpion-tailed fly? *4, Fighting Lv. 5 (577→581/700), Shadow Lv. 5 (25→27/700)

"Don't be afraid, Miss Lucia, you're safe. But what's the situation now, what's this guy? ”

Dean's gaze turned to the monster standing in front of the mother and daughter, like the ghosts of children in white sheets at a Halloween party, with a flat, empty face with only a pair of dark and round eyes, no nose, no mouth, not even limbs, and its body constantly shifting between gaseous and liquid.

The Light of Life is approximately Level 2, gray, and clearly from the Misty World.

"God, Kenny, Shaun, it's you!" Lucia hugged the two children tightly, and began to explain with a sigh of relief, "I don't know what's going on, I was sleeping in the bedroom with Wanda and Victor, and Victor's crying woke me up... I was about to carry him to the bathroom, but the electricity went out, the room was full of fog, and the phone couldn't get through. ”

"I barely managed to find a kerosene lamp and wanted to go to a neighbor's house to ask about the situation."

"These bugs seemed to be attracted by the light, slammed the door and rushed in, attacking me and the child... The Virgin Mary is above... I thought it was going to be over..."Lucia's sweaty cheeks turned to the ghost in front of her, gratefully and vigilantly, "it suddenly appeared to protect us. ”

Sean looked at the floating "tablecloth" floating in front of the mother and daughter, and a trace of surprise flashed in his vertical pupils,

"This thing isn't a Child of the Mist? Why would you protect your mother and daughter, this is unreasonable? ”

"Children of the Mist?" Lucia nervously asked, "Do you know something?" What's going on with this nightmarish fog and big bugs? ”

"You can think of it as a massive pest attack, and the whole of Pier Town is involved."

Dean reluctantly explained, staring at the tablecloth-like monster, and a past incident (chapter 323) that Lucia had mentioned suddenly flashed in his mind, "As for this thing, don't you think it looks like a ghost? ”

"Ghosts?" Lucia and Sean cast bewildered glances,

Dean rubbed his chin and circled around the white figure,

"Ghosts are the product of the human soul lingering because of obsession. Lucia, think about it, if you have any loved ones who will protect you even if they become ghosts. ”

"Loved ones?" The woman stared at the ghost in front of her for a while, her eyes froze, and she had an inexplicable whim of inspiration, and magically saw a familiar back from it, and tried to speak, "Is Barty you?" Are you the man who cruelly abandoned us two years ago, my husband? ”

As soon as the name "Barty" came out.

The tablecloth floating in the sky suddenly turned around, and the night-like eyes slowly swept over Lucia's mother and daughter, and the tenderness and sadness in it were like an ocean, boundless and intoxicating.

"Mommy, is he a daddy, is he a daddy?" Wanda, who was holding her younger brother, looked at Lucia excitedly, Lucia reached out to touch the ghost, but only felt a burst of cold gas, but the other party took the initiative to approach them, and the white cloth wrapped the bodies of the mother and daughter, as if hugging.

"Is it really Barty? How did you end up like this, woooooo Why?! ”

The ghost was visibly unable to use human language, and simply gently circled the three family members in a volley, like a gentle and ghostly waltz.

"It seems that he didn't sell his yacht and abandon you more than two years ago, but he suffered some kind of accident and was forced to transform into a monster... Well, it may have something to do with military bases. ”

Dean stared at the family reunited in a wonderful way, and suddenly found that the progress of the event had inexplicably increased from 80 percent to 82 percent, and a strong premonition swelled in his heart that this Barty was incarnated by a human soul, and it could help him find Marsha's sucked soul.

"Let's go! Get out of this room first, it's not safe here. Dean slashed his long knife at the kitchen window, and a buzzing scorpion-tailed fly seemed to hit the knife of its own accord and fell in half into the sink.

Sean thrust his spear and nailed the second one to the cupboard.

Lucia hugged the child left and right, and followed with the ghost floating beside her, "Where are you going?" ”

"Go north!"

(End of chapter)