Chapter 188: Mist Curse (1200 Add-on)

"Taboo? But people have prayed and performed rituals before, and none of them encountered anything terrible..."

Liliyat looked at the withered bones of the Blood Witch and silently gripped that scapegoat doll.

"Some kind of curse?"

The Moon Witch, wearing smoky makeup, picked up a piece of the Blood Witch's skeleton, and countless rich colors seemed to flash within her eyes.

"Ah!"

The next moment, both of her eyes burst in succession, as if she had seen something unimaginably terrifying.

"Here... the power of a God-Age entity remains here!"

And that blurry humanoid figure, formed from countless mists, also suddenly stopped its movements.

Liliyat screamed.

"It seems to be a condensation of mist, a manifestation of some kind of curse?"

"So... we should try to minimize unnecessary movements... finding a balance between movement and stillness... is this the key rule to escaping the curse of this place? Although it is just my guess..."

"Go!"

Liliyat was almost screaming, and Clark's expression changed: "I think... I heard a fourth set of footsteps... Is it the Extraordinary who is with us?"

Qikatiluo roared in anger: "A trap specifically designed to deal with us Lotus Eaters! Why... why does using the Extraordinary Abilities of 'Red' and 'Darkness' here result in an even more terrible curse!?"

"This... what is this ghost thing?"

"The Lotus Eater Society entered the mist first; there must be some conspiracy... They discovered this place first, so they must possess the most clues..."

"We must find the entrance to the second level to enter the depths of the Lingmu... Let's begin."

Sipeite transformed into a bone monster, fighting fiercely, and with one kick, trampled a dark red humanoid figure into nothingness.

As for the original injuries, they seemed unable to heal ever again.

The dark red mist seemed capable of devouring light; even with a Horse Lantern, one could barely see objects within a few meters.

"It... it seems to be learning from us... once it has fully learned, what will it become?"

Among the Investigation Bureau members, 'Night Witch' Fiona curled her lips slightly, a touch of the darkness of night on her fingers, conveying the information to the rest of the Investigation Bureau.

Another Lotus Eater cultist wearing a black robe with red lotus patterns was pounced upon by the humanoid mist; he let out a miserable scream, the muscles on his body dissolving piece by piece, and a large amount of blood flowed down, gathering on the ground like a small stream, flowing toward the depths of the mist.

"Stop!"

"It seems... nothing is happening for now."

Aaron utilized his 'Light Shepherd' ability, raising his hand to summon a patch of light.

"This... this is not the holy land of our Lord!"

The air seemed to become heavy all of a sudden, the deathly silent environment inexplicably oppressive.

At this moment, that humanoid figure also began to act, walking slowly past the three of them toward the source of the sound.

For them, the Lingmu was undoubtedly full of danger, and having a powerhouse clear the way in front was the best outcome.

Yagebu scanned the agents of the Investigation Bureau solemnly and was the first to walk into the dark red mist.

The three of them suddenly stood as still as statues, not moving at all.

She picked up the Crystal Ball, and a voice in her mind was transmitted to the hearts of all the witches: "Do not use the Extraordinary Abilities of 'Red' and 'Darkness' or any Magical Items!"

Liliyat's eyeballs rolled, and a drop of sweat flowed down.

Clark roared, and the three immediately began to flee.

It seemed that the Extraordinary behind them had finally approached.

Clark gripped a Talisman tightly: "Should we attack?"

Not knowing how long they had walked, Liliyat suddenly asked with a trembling voice: "Where are the others?"

"So what?" Clark asked.

Clark muttered on the road.

She reached out and gently stroked her forehead; a gap split open on her forehead, revealing a vertical eye that was spinning around.

"This is a trap!"

'It worked... that humanoid stopped moving... but... what should we do?'

Of the original twenty-plus members of the Lotus Eater Society, only three or five remained alive.

"No... you cannot use Extraordinary Abilities at will; do you want to end up like that witch?" Liliyat exclaimed.

"Follow!"

Aaron, with Liliyat and Clark, walked in the middle-to-rear section of the group.

Aaron's eyes seemed to pierce through the mist, and he complained in his heart: 'Although from the perspective of Occultism, if this was once the Lingmu of Aokelaier, his remains must be useful... but you all are overthinking it...'

The remaining organizations and Wild Beyonders immediately followed.

Tap-tap!

'Not only that, they seem to have even brought in the remains of Aokelaier...'

Aaron analyzed.

Aaron suddenly spoke up and asked: "Have you noticed... there seems to be an extra set of footsteps?"

The sound of footsteps appeared increasingly harsh in the empty square.

"Wait..." Aaron suddenly spoke: "If it is said that... standing still will lead to an attack, then will vigorous exercise inevitably invite a curse?"

The Moon Witch's eyes turned into blood-stained black holes, and she managed to stand up with the support of another witch.

Fortunately, although they could not cast Curses, using their own powerful physiques to attack was not much of a problem.

Aaron offered a word of comfort, manipulating the light to form a ball of light that circled around the three of them.

"No... rashly attacking the mist will definitely trigger even more terrible changes..." Aaron stared at the blurry humanoid figure and said in a deep voice: "Let's not move first... and observe the other party's reaction."

Kasuluo stroked the "Bell of Mourning" on his chest and muttered to himself, "I heard Fiona originally had some connection to the Witch Sisterhood, and seemed to be one of the candidates for high-level leadership... Looking at it now, it's true indeed..."

The dark red mist seemed to dissipate a little, and one could see countless mists surging to form a twisted, wriggling—mist humanoid?

He was like a toddler learning to walk, imitating the footsteps of the others, attempting to walk in an awkward manner.

Not long after, a scream came from behind, followed by the sound of flowing water.

There were only endless humanoid curses, surging forward like a tide!

"Ah!"

Clack-clack!

The figures in front gradually became blurred, like streaks of phantoms.

Qikatiluo Malisi had tried many times to offer a Prayer to the Lord of Buried Bones, perform a Ritual, and even modify the Ritual to sacrifice directly to this mist itself, but none of it received the slightest response.

"Ah!"

"Hmm... that makes a lot of sense!"

Aaron analyzed calmly.

It was unknown how much time had passed, when another set of footsteps approached.

But the more this happened, the more humanoid figures appeared all around, surrounding the Lotus Eaters and causing them heavy losses.

As they brushed past each other, Liliyat could even clearly see the other party's blurred and constantly changing face.

Clark offered a word of comfort, but his trembling palms showed that his heart was far from calm.

"They should still be here, just invisible to us, don't be afraid... the emotion of fear might also be fuel for some Rituals to trigger."

Liliyat's rapid footsteps slowed down abruptly, and she nearly fell straight to the ground.

Otherwise, these two non-human combatants would likely die directly in the mist!

At this moment, Qikatiluo's ears twitched, and he looked behind him, a smile appearing on his hideous, protruding mouth: "The people from the Investigation Bureau have caught up, let's go and rendezvous with them!!"

(End of this chapter)