Mystic Dominator

Facing the darkness less than ten meters away from him.

The shattered merchants sang on the ground like birds with broken wings.

As the fruit box in his hand fell to the ground, he himself fell to the ground, as helpless as a toddler who has not yet learned to walk.

It's no wonder he was there.

During his life journey of more than ten years, Gain has seen robbers, met the army, and experienced the exploitation of bad lords himself.

But this kind of thing that cannot be described in words, he has never encountered before.

The chaotic black mist that seems to have self-awareness devours everything in front of it, the depths of the dark abyss are filthy, desolate and dense.

Where is this something that normal people can encounter?

I have to say that when I was a child, I listened to the fairy tales told by the old people in the village, and there was such a shocking existence in it.

This is something very common sense, illogical, and inhuman!

"ah......"

"Help..."

"I... save..."

In desperation, Gain turned his head with all his strength, and sent a fearful look to his companion behind him for help.

"..."

No one spoke.

Responding to Gain were the other two merchants who were also unable to move their legs, and had the same desperate gazes as the young apprentice.

Like Gain who fell on the ground and was closest to the black mist, they were too shocked to move.

But in the deepest part of Gain's pupils, there is still a little moving light.

That is the lamp further back, which is rapidly going away.

And three figures who followed closely and ran away.

With Nassus holding up the lamp, Ronald and Thomson chased after the only light and were rushing towards the depths of the Black Mountain.

And farther away, in the direction they came from before.

The culprit who caused the camp to go out has emerged.

That is the same thick black fog surging forward!

"over......"

"Well!"

Before the last despair could be uttered, Gain was completely engulfed by the darkness that surged in front of him. Together with several other people and lights, they disappeared into the dense fog that the naked eye could not see through.

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"Can you explain now, if you can?"

On the other side, the three people running wildly up the mountain were fleeing to the distance without their lives.

Unlike Thomson, who could barely escape, Ronald still had the mentality to ask Naxos beside him.

"..."

After a few breaths of silence, the merchant who quickly opened the way ahead with the light responded slowly:

"Mr. Ronald, what are you talking about?"

"At this time, we can only run for our lives. How can I, a small businessman, know what this thing is?"

"..."

"Then run away first."

Seeing that Naxos was unwilling to answer himself directly, Ronald was a little puzzled.

He can be sure that he has not misunderstood what Nassos said before, so why is this "businessman" who has encountered similar incidents before unwilling to share information at this moment?

No matter how you look at it, it is the best solution for everyone to find a way out together.

It doesn't make sense...

"ah!"

Before Ronald could think of a way to test Naxos, Thomson who was following him suddenly staggered.

The middle-aged man who was thirty years old with white sideburns just fell to the ground hard.

And Naxos, who led the way with a lamp, continued to move forward, and it seemed that he had no intention of staying and waiting for someone to get up.

"Tsk—"

"Stop falling."

Frowning and shaking his head, Ronald still stretched out his hand to pull Thomson up, and then quickened his pace to keep up with Naxos in front.

being so delayed,

Ronald also lost the chance to ask again.

Following Naxos with difficulty, the three of them lined up in this dark night and continued towards the mountains.

However, this kind of advancement is really difficult to get rid of the black mist behind him.

Although the light is not good, the thick and deep black mist is still amazing at night. Just by casting a glance behind you, you can feel the great pressure from which there is nowhere to escape.

This went on for about a quarter of an hour—

A new change has finally appeared.

Because Ronald was always paying attention to the distance between the three of them and the black mist, he looked back every once in a while.

At a certain moment of turning around.

He clearly felt that the spreading speed of the black mist behind him began to slow down!

What started as an adult jogging pace is now the average person's walking pace.

Is this good news?

Subconsciously, Ronald looked at his wrist.

A wedge-shaped stone tablet from the Mesopotamia and related to the gods is hidden in it.

He can be sure that there is some kind of power in this thing.

But because the knowledge in this area is blank, apart from the passive ability of sheltering from the rain, he has no way to use the power in it.

Otherwise, maybe something can be done with it.

never mind--

Shaking his head, Ronald dispelled the idea of ​​putting his life on others.

He trusts his own thinking more than the slate that doesn't know the details.

Now there is no environment, and no time to toss about "The God of Rain and Mist".

Immediately, Ronald shouted towards Naxos in front:

"Nessos, the speed of the black fog behind has slowed down."

"..."

Hearing Ronald's shout, the figure of Naxos at the front obviously paused, and the lamp held in his hand also stagnated in place as the master stopped.

Looking back at the darkness behind, Naxos nodded in the night.

"It is indeed slowing down, but there is no sign of stopping."

"We still need to move on..."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Just about to have a good discussion with Ronald, there was a cry of sorrow and regret in front of them.

When the two stopped in place, Thomson, who was completely in shock, did not stop.

Going forward more than ten meters in a panic, he suddenly knelt down on the ground and wailed, his arms pounding in front of him in turn, as if the earth was boiling his hands.

"..."

The sudden movement immediately attracted Ronald and Naxos.

After looking at each other, they carefully leaned towards Thomson.

Soon, the events that led to Thomson's gesture came into view.

Passing through the bushes in front, a large mansion is located on the pitch-black ground, no more than a hundred meters away.

The flickering fire in the windows on the first floor of the light transmission can also confirm that there are 'people' living there.

Presumably, Thomson completely collapsed after seeing this 'hope' in the middle of a desperate night.

Immediately, Naxos handed the lantern in his hand to Ronald, and then supported Thomson who was kneeling on the ground:

"Thomson, it's not your fault."

"I can see how you take care of your apprentices. This is definitely not your responsibility."

Hearing such consolation, Thomson clasped Naxos's arm tightly with both hands, his face full of tears and sorrow. And Naxos just watched the other party choke quietly, not caring at all that he was caught in the deformed clothes.

He didn't say another word—

Correspondingly, Thomson, who was still emotionally broken, continued to cry.

"ah......"

"I... I actually left that child behind!"

"When I take Miguel away, I promise to make him a great businessman."

"I...I really promised!"

After the deepest fear, although the brain of this cheerful businessman is not yet clear, he is also barely aware of what he has encountered before and what he has lost.

He was taken out of the village and trained as an apprentice like a child.

Just now he was ruthlessly abandoned by himself.

This is the real reason why he showed such a miserable appearance!