20demayo 024: Nightmare Gray Mist Descends
024: Nightmare Gray Mist Descends
Gray Fog Jungle, Day 3.
Early that morning, a rising fog swept through the entire gray fog jungle.
Fog is not uncommon in the jungle, but this time it was different.
Previously, fog only appeared sporadically in a few areas, but this time the fog covered the entire gray fog jungle.
The forests, valleys, rivers, lakes, and even the houses were filled with gray fog. Even if you closed the doors and windows or hid in the cellar, the gray fog would still seep in through the tightly closed doors. It was completely ubiquitous.
Within this gray fog, a twisted, malevolent will is quietly awakening...
Grey Tower shantytown, Louis dormitory.
Louis is working on a female apprentice.
Just then, Louis noticed something on the back of the female apprentice's head, which was turned away from him.
He subconsciously reached out to brush the hair off the back of his head, but the next second, his fingertips stung as if he had been bitten by something.
What the hell is this?!
Louis was startled, and before he could react, he saw a horrifying scene.
Suddenly, a mouth sprouted from the back of the female apprentice's head, and it grinned at him eerily, "Crunch, crunch, crunch! Delicious, fresh and delicious!"
"what!"
Louis was horrified. His hormones instantly cleared, and he was instantly detached from the female apprentice's body and fell backward.
At the same time, the female apprentice who was lying in front turned her head, and to her horror, the young and beautiful woman had now turned into a grotesque face with distorted features.
"Click click click!"
A cracking sound, like bones and muscles tearing apart, rang out. Louis, terrified, saw the female apprentice in front of him slowly split open from her head to both sides, tearing apart muscles and bones, like a wide-open mouth.
The next second, a long, scarlet tongue emerged from it, piercing through layers of gray mist and curling straight toward Louis.
...
The same thing happened throughout the Gray Fog Jungle.
Inside the market, a gray mist drifted over the stalls. An apprentice who was examining a cursed amulet suddenly noticed that the eye pattern on the amulet had come to life and was spinning in his palm, while his own hand was rapidly petrifying into the same material.
In a jungle path deep in the forest, a fleeing apprentice was entangled at the ankles by a shower of gray, misty vines and dragged toward a giant tree. The tree bark split open into a gaping maw, overflowing with putrid liquid, and inside were embedded half-digested humanoid silhouettes.
Beneath a crumbling wall near the Grey Tower, an apprentice watched as the cold, solid wizard Blackrock behind him suddenly softened and bulged in the mist, forming several rocky hands that slowly enveloped and crushed him.
Nightmare
It has arrived!
......
That night, in an unnamed forest south of the Gray Fog Jungle.
"Crack!"
The campfire crackled and popped, and sparks dissipated in the night breeze.
In front of the fire, Lin Qi was eating the dry rations he had brought.
And in the mind,
He was reflecting on what he had experienced over the past two days.
That was incredibly careless!
Lin Qi should have realized long ago that showing off his talent would inevitably attract malice from others, especially since he was clearly in a situation where he had a conflict of interest with someone.
The wizarding world is a dark forest full of brutal competition, where the whole world is driven by profit. In such a place, if you encroach on someone else's interests, it is only natural to be met with deadly revenge.
Lin Qi knew this from the beginning and should have taken precautions earlier.
Ultimately, it was because he underestimated his opponent.
He assumed that Louis was just an ordinary apprentice who had just entered the Gray Tower, like himself, with no special status, background, or connections, and whose future and destiny depended entirely on Wizard Hossman, and who couldn't cause any trouble.
But he truly hadn't expected Dyson, Hossman's trusted assistant, to help him like this. What on earth had this guy done? Had he sold his ass?
Lynch was completely baffled.
"Next time we encounter a similar situation, we must be more fully prepared, at least by figuring out the other party's network and their true intentions."
In this competitive world, if he wants to climb up, he will inevitably squeeze out the resources and interests of others. This kind of situation will not be the last time, and it will inevitably happen again in the future.
strength!
Ultimately, it all comes down to ability!
One must be strong to succeed; only with sufficient strength will others not dare to harbor ill intentions, and only then can one remain steadfast in the face of any change.
Shaking his head, Lin Qi cleared his mind of the jumbled thoughts and focused on the present moment.
here...
It should fall under the category of the human world, right? I just don't know which country it is?
After emerging from the Gray Fog Jungle, Lynch lost his way and kept heading south. He didn't know exactly where he was, but judging from the extremely thin air, he figured this place must be part of the human world.
"It would be great if I could find a mentor or something."
Perhaps it's good fortune after a calamity!
Just as the thought crossed Lin Qi's mind, a loud hoofbeat suddenly came from afar.
Immediately afterwards, a group of people rushed over here.
The group split into two groups. The first group consisted of a richly dressed middle-aged man with several uniformly dressed guards. They looked terrified and frantically kicked and whipped their horses, making them flee as if they were being chased.
Behind him were his pursuers, a group of dozens of people dressed in brightly colored clothes and carrying various weapons such as knives, swords, and flails.
The two sides, one chasing and the other fleeing, were racing wildly across the plains.
As the pursuers drew ever closer, the middle-aged man's face visibly grew paler.
"Sir, look over there! There's someone over there!"
Just then, a guard suddenly pointed to a direction to the left and said.
Why are you still paying attention to this at a time like this!
The middle-aged man was about to lash out, but when he subconsciously looked in the direction the guard was pointing, his eyes lit up.
In the vast, open wilderness, a campfire was burning, and a young man sat upright in front of it.
Alone, with only a sword, he sat in the night wind.
You should know that this place is near a terrifying jungle rumored to be haunted by wizards. There is no human activity within a hundred miles around, making it a true forbidden area for humans that even bandits dare not approach.
To wander alone in such a place, yet remain so calm and composed, is enough to tell that this is no ordinary person.
With this thought in mind, the middle-aged man no longer hesitated.
He immediately pulled on the reins, turned his horse around, and charged quickly towards the campfire. Even before he got close, his anxious shouts carried far on the night wind: "My lord, I am Earl of Thorns! Please lend a helping hand, and Thorns will repay you handsomely!"