Hogwarts Archmage

This kind of venue itself is underground, so it is impossible to have day and night. The original daytime is fake, and the night is also fake.

The change of time was very abrupt. A cold female voice suddenly said that night was coming. After the suns above the head became dim one by one, the surrounding colors became lower.

All the people on this side of the swamp became a little frightened.

The escape during the day and the numerous deaths had made them physically and mentally exhausted, but now the surroundings suddenly became dark, causing everyone to lose the last trace of security brought by the light.

This group of people has been resting here for a few hours... Among them, there are many people who want to wait until the end of the game to escape. Others, although they do not have any expectations for such a future, have some... He was injured and had no physical strength, so he didn't dare to move forward alone.

Several bonfires suddenly emerged from the ground.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The 17 people were divided into three groups of 556. They each sat next to a bonfire and took out their own food.

Now they are not short of food and fresh water. After a round of attrition, everyone has picked up supplies. These guys, who know that the people around them cannot be trusted, finally rested back to back. They were too tired, too tired, too exhausted. I found that the bonfire next to me was shrinking at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

"Did you feel like something was blowing?"

The six-person group had a relatively healthy number of people. They divided the night watchmen into three groups. A certain night watchman asked his temporary companion.

"Yes? No?" His companion was trying hard to control the desire to droop his eyelids. Hearing this, he said in a daze: "Isn't it normal to have wind?"

"No, it's just that kind of..."

Before he finished speaking, the guy in front of him dropped his head and fell asleep.

It started to fog around.

The mist quickly completely separated the three groups of people, and the flames were swayed by the tiny water droplets brought by the mist, and they kept flickering.

Seeing that his companion had fallen asleep, the professional shook his head, sighed, randomly picked up a branch from the ground, and pulled the bonfire twice, trying to make it burn more fully.

He only moved a moment and froze.

He is not a survival master, but he often has campfire dinners in the wild because of his children, so he is very experienced in how long a charcoal fire can last.

I don't know how long the night in this place is set to be, but one thing is obvious, this pile of things will burn for two hours in the end.

Looking at the thick mist around him that seemed to be alive, and you could even see the flow clearly, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He stretched out his hand and shook the man on night watch across from him. After a long time of effort, he didn't wake him up. Finally, he slapped him across the face.

"What's going on? What happened!?"

The guy opposite didn't wake up, but woke up someone sleeping next to him.

No matter who it was, as long as he woke up, he hurriedly talked about it.

"How surprised do you think they will be later?" Ma En said with interest as he looked at the first group of people who discovered it.

Aster was faster and had already run to the side. Hermione, who didn't react, was pulled down into his arms by him.

This person is dishonest and likes to rub the soft flesh of other people's waists. Esther is ticklish, but Hermione doesn't care. She is just a little embarrassed. She blushed and said, "You are forcing them to fight. How can you?" There is no grass growing in the swamp, and it is fine during the day, but suddenly at night there is no grass to be found. Someone is obviously up to something."

"It's great to fight...it's better than being bitten to death by something else." Ma En said, shaking his head.

Hermione shook her head and returned her gaze to the screen.

"We have to go out and have a look. At least we need to find some firewood. This place is a swamp with lush vegetation. It shouldn't be difficult to find." The person who first discovered the problem suggested. Everyone agreed, but whoever goes there will decide The biggest problem.

Everyone's eyes wandered for a while, and finally they all looked at the Nighthawk who had just woken up.

He was the Nighthawk, but he fell asleep, which was wrong, so...

"You should be punished, but the situation is urgent now. I only let you go out for a look, which is an advantage for you." A guy with a somewhat fierce look looked over.

In this time when almost everything has returned to primitiveness and there are no technological equipment around, education, intelligence, strategy, everything has become a decoration, and physical fitness has become the most important factor that can determine whether words work or not.

The guy who just realized what happened looked at the guy who was at least 1.9 meters in front of him. At a glance, he knew that he was an avid fitness enthusiast. He took a torch pulled out of the bonfire with a sad face, and walked into the thick forest with three steps. In the mist.

He tentatively took a few steps forward. The fog was so thick that he couldn't see anything below his waist. He had no choice but to squat down, but there was nothing.

During the day, there were no weeds covering the dangerous mud pit. After walking a few steps, I could see that the hill where I had the impression that there was a small tree nearby was now bare.

He quickly backed away.

"We are in big trouble," he said with some panic, "the plants, the plants are gone..."

The fierce-looking leader frowned: "How far have you walked to be sure that there is nothing left?"

"I...I walked about dozens of steps, and there was nothing left of the vegetation that should have been on the ground..."

"Look again!"

After being yelled at, he had no choice but to raise the bonfire again and walk out.

He left and never came back.

Not even a sound was made.

The harsh words from the leader's mouth changed from "Why hasn't this guy come back? I'll beat him up when he comes back", to "Kill him when he comes back", and finally to "He won't die, right?" "

No one answered the question, and the atmosphere instantly became quiet, with only the crackling sound of the bonfire burning.

"Actually... there is another way."

The night watcher ignored his companions and looked not far away where he couldn't see anything: "Those two groups of people are nearby. We can discuss with them whether we can share a bonfire. As for these... there is no place here. If there is a shortage of water, we put out the fire and use it to replenish the firewood.”

"This..." The leader hesitated.

"Any questions?"

"I just think there is no need for us to stay with others. So what if the fog comes up? As long as we are together, this place is safe enough."

Of course he doesn't want to team up with others. No matter which group of two groups, there are people stronger than him, especially the five-person group, each of them is a muscle. Now he can talk the talk, but when they get together, who will? Pay attention to him?

The night watcher shook his head: "No, it's not safe. Without fire, we are no different than waiting to die. Don't forget, there are snakes here... I don't believe there is only one big snake. At this time, the small ones are more deadly." "