Night Raven Master

Chapter 486
An eerie fog enveloped the entire city.

A city tens of kilometers long and wide—Lorance, the ancient capital, is shrouded in a strange mist at this moment.

More than three-quarters of the urban area has been completely enveloped.

Only some areas of the edges are left.

At this moment, in the world in the shell, more than ten of the churches of the twenty main gods have appeared, and there are also church members of various "false gods".

scattered in several places.

The classic car stopped slowly, and Cobran turned his gaze to the surroundings.

At the edge of sight, the group of storm priests who belonged to the Church of the Eye of the Storm and wore blue-green priestly clothes.

Beside them, there were several men and women in crystal black suits and top hats.

"Ke Bolun, that's..." His companion beside him asked aloud.

Ke Bolun thought about it, and turned his head to look south: "Is the fog city south of Lorance? The main hall of the steam knight of the gods is located."

"It seems to be so." The other person nodded, "The words of Wudu are also the gods of the God of Mist and the Eye of the Storm."

"Well." Ke Bolun nodded, "The three churches of the Steam Hub, the Temple of the Fog, and the Altar of the Storm are allies, and the Fog City is also unanimously xenophobic. In the entire Fog City, there are only the churches of the three gods. The church is not allowed to enter Wudu to preach."

The man looked at the two groups of people in the distance: "So, that's the Storm Priest from the Storm Shrine? Also, that's steam"

"The members of the steam hub are all monsters with various strange metal parts on their bodies, and they will not leave the church. Those people are not members of the steam hub, but the fog knights of the god of fog." Ke Bolun Explaining, "Compared to this, what we need to pay attention to is"

He turned his gaze to another group of people.

His companion also turned his gaze to the group.

To be precise, two people.

One of them was a woman in a dark black gown, while the other was a man in a silver-gray suit.

"That outfit."

"Apprentice Silver Ember and the Rose Maid? Is there a Crimson Church nearby?" Ke Bolun frowned slightly.

The most hostile force of the magicians' order is the eight-legged church of the god "Fate Weaver", but in addition, the "Crimson Church" of the Duke of Blood Tree is also hostile.

Especially since last year, the Crimson Church has been regarded as an enemy by every church. It is rumored that the gods of the Crimson Church are doing horrible things that threaten the world.

Now, the Crimson Church has become the evil god second only to Mad Moon.

In addition, the eight-legged god who was rumored to have given up the church on the ground came again.

As for more specific matters, Ke Bolun is not very clear. More detailed information is known only at the bishop level.

And the bishops also gave orders to report everything related to the Eight Limbs Church.

However, there is no news about the Church of Eight Limbs.

However, a few months ago, the upper echelons of the church sent people to Wudu. Could it be that there was news of the Eight Limbs Church in Wudu?
Forget it, the affairs of the Eight Limbs Church have nothing to do with them.

Ke Bolun turned his gaze to the city ahead that was shrouded in thick fog——

This time, I don't know if I can go back alive. How can I have so much leisure time to care about other things.

The nasty fog is gradually spreading outwards, and when you look around, you can only see the dry ground and weird fruit trees.

There are no leaves, no green, one by one withered, you can only think of starving skeleton trees when you see them, growing on the ground one by one.

As if the life force of the ground had been extracted, those dry cracks spread out from the center of those strange trees.

And on those weird, mummy-like trees, there are strange fruits that resemble human heads.

Above the fruit, there is a mouth and two slits that look like eyes.

The wriggling flesh acts as the eyeball, which looks extremely weird and disgusting.

A strange voice came from the fruit, like a human being, or a beast, like a whisper, or a scream.

The weird sound made those who heard it feel dizzy. The terrifying fear was born in the heart, and the strange fluctuations made the power in the body uncontrollable.

While making a weird cry, strands of black mist gushed out from the fruit's mouth, becoming part of the thick fog that enveloped the entire city.

It can be seen that when the black mist gushes out, the light touched by the black mist is like a prey that has lost the ability to resist. It is torn, bitten, digested by the black mist, and becomes part of the energy that creates the black mist.

And under another tree, a hunter who took a risk and broke into this dark country with a shotgun because of the reward of the church was lying down under the tree.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the body of the hunter who had just fallen was shrinking at an extremely fast speed.

The blood, flesh and even the bones in his body are being rapidly absorbed.

And it is such a dry fruit tree that does such a thing.

After the hunter was completely extracted by the roots of the fruit tree, the crack-like eye sockets and mouth on the largest fruit that was the size of a basketball were on the fruit tree growing on the tree. There was a frantic smile.

The next moment, the fruit fell to the ground.

Here--

Accompanied by the sound of flesh and blood tearing apart, weird limbs stretched out from the fruit.

Not human limbs, but slender, bone-like, straw-like weird limbs.

The same scene is happening everywhere in this silent city where all lights are hunted.

And on the countless corpse-like trees, on the top of the tree, a crystal black crow is watching the changes of this fruit.

And the surrounding trees showed no hostility towards the crow at all.

As if it didn't exist at all.

The next moment, the crow turned around, and its crystal black feathers twisted together with its body, turning into a spider less than the size of a thumb, and landed on top of the newly born monster.

After a moment of stagnation, the monster twisted its body:
"Phew, it's really strange to be possessed by the Scarecrow of the Blood Feast."

While saying this, he turned his head and looked around.

"This curse orchard spreads fast."

While sighing with emotion, the monster stepped forward and walked leisurely in this silent and dead place without light.

Darkness, for him, has no obstacles at all.

On the contrary, this dark environment is more suitable for him.

"The next step is to see which fish is hooked. It's worth it. I used the monster that was reincarnated from the god of the mist to make a boss. I hope that the brave man who will challenge the boss is the one I want."

(End of this chapter)