I seem to be an evil god

In the distant sky, a pure white mist was pushed by the wind towards the Lion City.

The reason why this scene is strange is because the color of the fog is so correct.

Generally, most of the fog we come into contact with is still a little gray, although it is more likely to be haze.

The mist that Liu Dao saw at this time was very white in color, but it was not like white clouds with a hint of lightness.

Instead, it was like pure white dye spread in the sky. After careful observation, Liu Dao discovered why the mist looked so white.

Ordinary fog can still be seen dissipating at the edge, and wisps of smoke will still disperse after hitting people or objects.

This kind of white air is like a huge dumpling, with clear boundaries between the areas covered by the fog and the areas where the scenery is clear.

If you look at it from a high place, it might look like a huge white cloud slime is slowly moving over.

Liu Dao was a little surprised when he saw this scene for the first time. The residents in the city were really not surprised. They looked at this strange scenery and talked to each other as if they were suddenly enlightened.

"It's that time again."

"time flies"

"It feels like last time was just yesterday. I can see old friends again."

Liu Dao looked at them in surprise.

‘Fog, old friends, periodicity’

With these words in his mind, Liu Dao understood what he had encountered.

In this different world called Raleye, two empires each occupy a continent. They are rich in resources and powerful. Many small countries surround the empire, forming this rich and colorful world.

But this pattern did not exist from the beginning. Ten thousand years ago, there were many kingdoms on the two continents, and their respective strengths were also uneven.

At that time, the gods lived on the earth and often intervened in human life.

The arrival of the senior time-travelers ushered in a troubled world, with countless countries fighting each other. The specific reasons are no longer clear, and the time-travelers played a very important role in it.

Sometimes the fate of the world is really interesting. When the senior time travelers came, disputes started among many kingdoms. When the time travelers left, the two empires also officially confirmed their dominance.

As for the kingdoms that could survive the century war, each country had unique advantages that could protect itself.

According to legend, the ancestor of the Violet King, Ryan Violet, established a deep friendship with an important figure in the Elf clan through a violet flower.

Relying on the ability of the elves to control the dragon, the Violet Kingdom could stand firm in the wave of the war, and later absorbed the defeated Deep Rock Goblin clan.

True to their name, the Deep Rock Goblins are unique in their ability to use earth magic.

Afterwards, these two alien races joined forces to create terrible war weapons...the legendary city built on the back of a dragon...the Fog City.

After that, these two tribes lived in the mist, never stopping touring the Violet Kingdom repeatedly, allowing this small kingdom to survive the battles of the two empires for thousands of years.

It's a pity that this kind of survivor who doesn't really have strength can't resist some special waves.

Regardless of the revival of the Church of Light 4,000 years ago or the rise of the Demon Hunter Guild 1,000 years ago, this country called Violet is like a delicate flower that is left to be destroyed.

Nowadays, the cooperation with the Dragon Elves and Deep Rock Goblins has been fully taken over by these two organizations, leaving only some ancient contracts circulating in the royal bloodline.

In this generally peaceful environment, the tour of Fog City has become the largest annual fair in every province in the Violet Kingdom.

And countless strange creatures also live in this white mist, forming a unique dependence system.

Liu Dao's patrol place was not far from the city gate. In the white mist outside Lion City, a huge convoy was walking out of it. From a distance, it looked like a huge dragon made of steel.

As expected, the badge on Liu Dao's body began to ring. After arriving at the guild, he found that the guild hall was also filled with fog, and everyone's expressions were unexpectedly solemn.

‘Is it necessary to be so serious about attending the fair? Aren’t markets, temple fairs and the like all happy days? ’

Although Liu Dao had some doubts in his heart, he still showed a very calm appearance on the surface. Seeing him standing there at a loss after his arrival, several mature and steady demon hunters pointed to the Appraisal Department towards Liu Dao.

After entering the Appraisal Department, the clerk inside gave Liu Dao a bottle of potion and did nothing else.

‘What is this potion for me? Do I need to take medicine before going to the market? ’

The situation at this moment was far beyond Liu Dao's expectation, but looking at the others who were not surprised, Liu Dao was about to drink the potion.

"Mr. Gaia, what are you doing!" The clerk at the back looked horrified at his actions.

Liu Dao was stunned for a moment, and the potion bottle stretched to his mouth stopped.

At this time, the figure of Mouse Tucci came over from behind.

He reached for the potion and poured it on Liu Dao. The dark brown demon-hunting windbreaker that Liu Dao had worn for a long time took on a new look. After dozens of seconds, it turned completely black.

An unexpected introduction to Tucci's words today: "This potion is for clothes. Get it ready. We are going to the cemetery today."

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking, as if if he spoke more, he would be targeted by some terrible monster.

Seeing Tu Qi's uncharacteristically serious expression, Liu Dao didn't say much, and imitated Tu Qi's solemn look and remained silent.

Liu Dao and other demon hunters stood in the guild for about half an hour. The president and many directors accompanied the guests down from the second floor.

These two guests are very distinctive. One is tall and covered with scaly leather armor.

Liu Dao only saw the profile of this guest. What stood out were the pair of pointed ears and the corners of his eyes that opened near the temples.

‘This is the legendary elf? ’

Liu Dao took a closer look. At this moment, the Demon Hunter Guild was also filled with fog. Only the wonderful patterns on the elf visitors could be seen in the heavy fog.

The footsteps of another guest were heavy, and a croaking sound came from the steel floor of the Demon Hunter Guild. This guest was short in stature, and his figure appeared and disappeared in the mist. He seemed to be covered with a thick layer of 'Rock Jacket'.

In the mist, the appearance of the visitor was unclear, but both voices were distinctive: one had a sharp voice and spoke faster; the other had a gentle, thick and deep voice.

After sending off the two guests, President Nazha and several department heads stood at the door in silence for a long time. At this time, the fog in the guild had settled. The fog below the waist was still very thick, and the part above the waist was already fine. I can see it very clearly.

Liu Dao saw a black box in President Nazha's hand. He glanced around the crowd and found that several elderly demon hunters also carried black boxes of the same style as the president's.

President Nazha looked very strange today. This giantess who used to like roaring had an unexpectedly soft voice.

"Everyone, set off, destination: Mist Giant Dragon."