Necromancer, summon skeletons, practice the Heaven-Swallowing Magic Skill

After the battle, everyone rested for a while and then continued on their journey.

Leaving the heat waves and battles of the Blazing Plains, Lu Ming and the fallen creatures stepped into the Misty Swamp, a completely different world.

Here, the air is filled with wet mist and the vision is limited to a few meters, as if walking into a dreamlike maze.

Lu Ming and his group moved forward cautiously. The ground beneath their feet was soft and gurgling sounds of bubbles could be heard from time to time, foreshadowing the unknown hidden below.

"It's too quiet here, so quiet that it's unsettling." The fallen elf whispered, her bow ready to shoot as she looked around vigilantly.

"Yes, we must be careful, there may be dangers hidden in this mist." The fallen dwarf agreed, gripping his hammer tighter.

Suddenly, a gentle song sounded in the mist, as if it came from a faraway place, yet it seemed to be right beside their ears. The fallen creatures stopped and vigilantly searched for the source of the sound.

The singing was getting closer and closer, and a group of translucent mist spirits emerged from the mist.

They are like ghosts, with no fixed form. Sometimes they condense into the appearance of humans, and sometimes they disperse into countless drifting mists.

The fog spirits surrounded Lu Ming and his group, humming in a low voice. The sound was like an echo in a maze, trying to disrupt everyone's perception and throw them into confusion.

"These fog spirits seem to be trying to control our minds. Everyone, concentrate and don't be confused!" Lu Ming reminded loudly, his demonic energy surging in his body, ready to respond to possible attacks at any time.

The fallen elf was keenly aware of the mist spirits' intentions. She quickly drew her bow and prepared to shoot, but the mist spirits were extremely fast, like smoke in the wind, and the arrows could hardly reach their substance.

The fallen dwarves swung their heavy war hammers, trying to disperse the mist spirits with physical force, but every time the hammers were swung, the mist spirits dispersed like water waves and then quickly returned to their original state.

Lu Ming quickly analyzed the battle situation and realized that traditional attack methods were ineffective against the Wu Ling, so he decided to use his spiritual sense to attack.

The spiritual consciousness and demonic energy merged and condensed around his body, forming circles of black halos. The halos exuded a fascinating power, trying to resonate with the consciousness of the fog spirits and interfere with their actions.

"You products of the fog, feel the real fear!" Lu Ming's voice echoed in the fog, and the demonic aura suddenly burst out, like lightning in the dark night, impacting the spirit of the fog spirit.

The fog spirits let out sharp cries and their forms began to distort, obviously affected.

The fallen creatures seized the opportunity and quickly launched a counterattack.

The Fallen Knight wielded the dark sword, and the dark magic energy condensed on the tip of the sword turned into a sharp blade, cutting the form of the Mist Spirit; the Fallen Human Mage cast elemental magic, trying to bind or decompose the Mist Spirit with the power of the four elements of fire, water, earth, and wind.

The battle lasted for a while, and the offensive of the fog spirits gradually weakened. They seemed to be surprised by the resistance of Lu Ming and his group. Finally, with a burst of shrill cries, the fog spirits began to retreat, re-merged into the fog, and disappeared without a trace.

"Although these fog spirits are strange, we have proved that they are not invincible." Lu Ming said, with a hint of relief in his tone, but at the same time he also revealed his vigilance against the deep dangers of the foggy swamp.

The fallen creatures nodded in agreement. They knew that in this misty swamp, every battle could be a life-and-death contest. But they also understood that as long as the team worked together, there would be no difficulties that could not be overcome.

Under Lu Ming's leadership, they continued to go deeper, preparing for the next challenge.

……

Lu Ming and his group moved forward cautiously in the foggy swamp. The faint light coming through the fog was not enough to illuminate the road ahead. Every step seemed to be testing an unknown abyss.

Just as they took a breather from the strange probing of the Mist Spirit, the water in the swamp suddenly began to boil over like a boiling pot, with bubbles forming one after another.

Immediately afterwards, a group of water elements suddenly jumped out of the water.

Their shapes are like flowing liquids, with no fixed outline and not constrained by gravity, giving people an extraordinary sense of weirdness.

"Water elements! Be careful, they can change their forms at will, and their attack methods are unpredictable!" The Fallen Knight warned loudly, his voice sounding particularly urgent in the fog.

The water elements attacked Lu Ming and others at lightning speed. They were like living water columns that could transform into sharp water arrows to penetrate defenses, or into soft water curtains to block attacks.

The fallen creatures quickly dispersed, trying to avoid being trapped by the collective attack of the water elementals.

Lu Ming reacted immediately. He swung the Heaven-Devouring Demon Sword. Demonic energy gathered at the tip of the sword, forming black air blades that tried to cut through the flow of the water element.

However, the flexibility of the water elements far exceeded his expectations. Every attack was cleverly avoided by them. Even in the intervals between attacks, the water elements could quickly reorganize and continue their offensive.

The fallen dwarf swung his warhammer, trying to smash the water elementals with powerful physical force, but the liquid properties of the water elementals made this tactic ineffective. They scattered the moment they were hit, and then regrouped not far away.

The fallen elf tried to use her elemental magic, especially ice magic, to freeze the water element and make it unable to move.

She shot out several arrows containing freezing magic in succession, and each arrow exploded in the group of water elements, instantly freezing the nearby water elements into ice crystals.

This move had a good effect, but there were too many water elements, and they could quickly return to their original state after being shattered.

The Fallen Human Mage cast water control magic, trying to resonate with the water elements and control their actions, but the water elements seemed to have a strong resistance to magic of the same attribute, and the mage's attempt did not produce any obvious results.

Facing the constant attack of the water element, Lu Ming and his party were caught in a tough battle. Lu Ming thought quickly and realized that a direct attack might not be the best strategy. He decided to adopt a roundabout tactic and take advantage of the water element's dependence on the environment.

He guided the fallen creatures to concentrate their strength and created a huge whirlpool, using the swamp terrain to draw the water elementals into it, causing them to lose balance in their elemental environment.

Under Lu Ming's command, the fallen creatures worked together to perform their skills. The heavy attacks of the fallen dwarves, the rain of arrows of the fallen elves, the sword energy of the fallen knights and the magic of the fallen human mages all acted together on the swamp waters, forming a powerful suction force that trapped the water elements in the center of the vortex.

As the vortex intensified, the water elementals began to show signs of fatigue; the frequency of their attacks decreased and their forms became unstable.

Seeing this, Lu Ming immediately ordered an all-out attack.

Finally, after a fierce battle, the water elements were completely defeated, turned into a pool of clear water, and merged into the swamp.

……

After a fierce battle with the water element, Lu Ming and his companions took a short break. When they were about to go deeper into the misty swamp, a group of phantom butterflies quietly appeared in their sight.

These butterflies are small in size, with soft light flickering on their wings, like the brightest stars in the night sky. They dance gracefully in the mist, beautiful and mysterious.

"These phantom butterflies don't seem to be aggressive. Perhaps they can point us in the direction." said the fallen elf, her voice revealing her curiosity and appreciation for these creatures.

However, Lu Ming's intuition told him that things were not simple.

He observed that the flight paths of the glowing butterflies seemed to deliberately guide them in a certain direction. Moreover, their light was extremely bright in the mist, enough to affect their visual judgment.

"Be careful, these glowing butterflies may be misleading us." Lu Ming warned, with a note of caution in his words, "Their glow may be hiding a trap."

Upon hearing this, the fallen creatures immediately became alert.

They began to follow the Phantom Butterfly slowly and cautiously, while remaining alert in case of any accidents.

Sure enough, when they followed the Phantom Butterfly deeper into the fog, they suddenly found themselves trapped in a maze-like terrain. The scenery around them began to repeat itself, and it seemed that they would never be able to get out of this area.

Lu Ming realized that the light of the phantom butterflies was actually an illusion. They used the characteristics of the fog to create an illusory space to make invaders lose their way.

"We must find a way to break the illusion, otherwise we will never be able to move forward." said the Fallen Human Mage, with a hint of anxiety in his voice.

Lu Ming thought quickly. He remembered that in the previous battle, his magic chains were able to penetrate the fog. Perhaps they could be used to distinguish between reality and illusion.

He tried to extend the magic chain to touch the light of the phantom butterfly and found that the chain was twisted when it came into contact with the light, which confirmed his guess.

"The light of the phantom butterflies is the source of the illusion. We must break their light in order to break the illusion." Lu Ming explained, and then he instructed the fallen creatures to concentrate on attacking the light of the phantom butterflies.

The fallen elf accurately shot several arrows with purification magic. The arrows drew graceful arcs in the air and accurately hit the light of several phantom butterflies.

Suddenly, the illusion in that area began to dissipate, and the real scenery gradually emerged.

The Fallen Knights and Fallen Dwarves used their physical attacks to try to directly defeat the Phantom Butterflies. Although it was difficult, after several attempts, they successfully broke some of the light and further weakened the effect of the illusion.

The Fallen Human Mage cast mental magic, trying to directly interfere with the consciousness of the Phantom Butterflies. Although the Phantom Butterflies had strong resistance, under the continuous attacks of Lu Ming and others, their light gradually dimmed and eventually disappeared completely.

As the last ray of light went out, the illusion of the entire foggy swamp was completely broken. Lu Ming and his companions found themselves standing in an open area. The fog around them began to dissipate, and the road ahead became clearly visible.