Mystic Dominator

"Let's go, there is no choice now."

"That's the only way."

Watching the weeping Thomson, after returning the lantern to Naxos, Ronald began to decide the next action with the trader. Although this house also leaks weirdness everywhere, entering it is the only option they have left now.

The reason is simple——

Because they came to this open space, the scenery in the distance began to be taken into their eyes.

The churning black mist has actually surrounded the entire Black Mountain from all directions, and unless it is a bird with wings, it is possible to cross the sky moat formed by them in the air.

The house in front of him is the only place on the Black Mountain that has not been swallowed.

It was also the last way out for the three of Ronald.

——Unless someone takes the initiative to rush into the black mist as an option.

Immediately, the two of them who didn't intend to waste time were ready to walk towards the gate of the house.

But after taking two steps, Ronald looked back at Thomson who was still kneeling on the ground.

Naxos's comfort just now had some effect, at least Thomson didn't continue to scream there. But even after he stopped sobbing, the middle-aged man still lost the courage to stand up and move on.

"Thomson, can you stand up?"

"If you're going to stay where you are, you'd better warn us when these black fogs are approaching."

"It's okay to shout loudly, or to destroy something."

"Anyway, please."

"..."

Hearing Ronald speak to Thomson, Naxos immediately threw a rather complicated look at him.

There was no threat or persuasion, but a requesting tone was adopted.

The hint of "the black mist may come" caught in the words will definitely become the biggest boost for Thomson to stand up.

Is it the blink of an eye?

Or in less than a minute from the time I started to comfort Thomson.

The "Mr. Noble" in front of me has organized such a thing?

Combined with the acumen of being the first to spot camp extinguishing before...

This man is not a guy who specializes in negotiation or psychological research!

Just the moment when Naxos's thoughts raced past.

Behind the two, Thomson's reaction has justified his shock.

Although there was still fear in his eyes, Thomson really stood up!

"I... I can do it."

In the face of Ronald's inquiries and suggestions, how dare this middle-aged businessman continue to stay where he is, to face the inevitable black mist alone?

The human nature of huddling together to survive drove him to force himself to stand up, and staggered to follow.

————

It is said to be a house, but that is also the result of watching from a distance before.

During the period, there were obstacles brought about by darkness and insufficient lighting.

After walking closer, the three people realized that the area occupied by this house is not small.

According to Ronald's experience before traveling, this is also a multi-person apartment-level residence, and around the main body of the house, there is also a garden of the same size.

this......

This is getting more and more suspicious.

How can there be a manor of this level outside a small town with a small population? This is as outrageous as building a castle in a slum.

Considering the economy and the environment, it is not a building that can be supported by a remote village that can be called a town.

"Thomson, haven't you been here before?"

Approaching the middle-aged businessman behind him vigilantly, Ronald immediately asked in a low voice:

"Three years ago, was there such a big family in Montenegro?"

Hearing this inquiry, Thomson stared blankly and looked at the manor in front of him in confusion.

"well......?"

He didn't lie before.

Three years ago, he had indeed been to Montenegro.

But that was just a passing in the business career.

Who would remember such corners and corners!

"Tsk—"

Seeing the look in Thomson's eyes, Ronald instantly understood that he could not get more information from him, and resolutely gave up adding pressure to this guy.

Only one thing is clear at present.

This place is located in the middle of the Black Mountain, and it is also the manor in the center of the black mist.

Absolutely not easy!

Otherwise, why didn't the black mist slow down sooner or later, but only after it approached the manor?

Wouldn't it be this thing that showed mercy and was going to let them live?

Be safe——

At times like this, advice from experienced people is often worth heeding.

Ronald's eyes immediately fell on Naxos in front of him.

If I remember correctly, this guy hinted that he had experienced similar incidents before...

Sensing Ronald approaching in two or three steps, Naxos was also very sensitive.

Before Ronald could open his mouth, he said in a low voice with an expression of 'I know what you want to do':

"Okay, I know what you want to ask."

"But we don't have time to explain slowly here."

"Afterwards, just act according to my face. Believe me, we are grasshoppers on the same rope."

"..."

Ronald looked at Naxos silently.

When ordering himself, the middle-aged man basically didn't cast his extra eyes on himself, he almost put all his energy on the manor in front of him now.

That kind of terrible concentration, it seems that the black mist behind him is no longer important.

It seems that this mansion is the only one in his eyes!

call--

Suddenly, a gust of passive wind blew around the three of them, causing chills down their backs.

If you listen carefully, you can still find a strange and hoarse sound faintly appearing in it, as if a broken bellows has been torn apart.

——The above is the situation faced by normal people.

— does not apply to Ronald at the moment!

Due to previous encounters, he can now read any human writing he has seen or has not seen, and he can also communicate without barriers.

Then, the sound mixed in the wind was actually the wailing of human beings.

It happens to be able to be accurately identified by him!

"ah--"

"Help... help me..."

"Don't die, I don't want to die!"

"Let me cross the river, Charon!"

"Damn purgatory, I curse you!"

"..."

The wind was filled with all kinds of despair and pain, as if someone was suffering endless torture, which made this terrible roar.

Quietly, Ronald looked at the two people around him from the corner of his eye.

Neither Naxos nor Thomson noticed the howling in the wind, and seemed to regard it as a simple chaotic wind.

bang bang bang——

Just when Ronald was about to continue listening to the wind, Naxos, who was walking in the front, had already arrived at the door of the mansion, holding a lamp in his right hand, and knocked on the single door with his left hand outstretched.

There was a "squeak".

Almost as soon as the sound disappeared, the left side of the door was pushed open.

The people inside seemed to be well prepared.

A young-looking boy was standing at the door, staring at the black mist in the distance with the same fear on his face.

The child was wearing ordinary white and gray linen clothes, and he looked like an ordinary person just by looking at his appearance.

"You guys, come in."

"It's too dangerous outside."

When the voice fell to the ground, the boy himself moved to the left to bypass, making room for the three of them to enter the house.

"..."

Under the cloudy night.

Among the three, Naxos, who was the leader with a lantern, nodded, and walked into it first.

"Let's go—"