Chapter 174: Within the Gray Mist

However, the Gluttonous Specter is a Disaster-level Specter after all, and it even belongs to the kind that is about to promote into a Calamity-level Specter!

Although a large number of clones were ignited by that piece of bone, these flames not only failed to burn the clones to death, but instead began to devour the power of this flame.

As more and more Gluttonous Specter clones poured in, the flames that were originally able to ignite the clones gradually began to weaken from their initial vigor.

Eventually, the flames on that piece of bone began to extinguish, until finally, only a bone with a reddish color remained.

"Hoo~"

Finally, the black mist gradually dissipated, and the Gluttonous Specter clones that had almost packed the valley also disappeared, leaving behind only a valley that had been almost completely gnawed clean.

"The Black Jade Dark Gold Talisman is indeed capable of summoning the full power of a specter!"

However, the Specter-Iron Statue, still outside the valley, was even more satisfied with the effect of the talisman.

"But the duration of the summoned specter is still only the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn; it would be better if the time could be a little longer."

The only drawback is that the time is too short; if one encounters any troublesome matters, the time of one stick of incense is still somewhat insufficient.

"Forget it, I'd better go see what that piece of bone actually is!"

After thinking for a moment, the Specter-Iron Statue couldn't help but shake its head; being able to have such an effect is already quite good, what more could one ask for?

Arriving in the valley, Lin Feng saw the bone left on the ground after the flames were lost; this bone was only the size of a palm, but it was covered in cracks, and its reddish color gave it a jade-like appearance.

After controlling the Specter-Iron Statue to pick this thing up, Lin Feng could not see what was special about it at all.

"Clang, clang~"

"It's quite hard, though; could this be the so-called bone of a god-man?"

After knocking on it hard a few times and finding that the bone was not damaged in the slightest, Lin Feng couldn't help but start to speculate.

It is a pity that he has neither seen a god-man nor been a god-man, so he can only put this thing away for now and deal with it later.

"Next, I should go to Saint Remains Mountain to take a look; I wonder if that place is the same?"

Having not obtained many clues, Lin Feng could only control the Specter-Iron Statue to return to the military camp.

At this time, the military camp was the same as usual, but the eyes of those Yin-Walkers and Corpse-Driving Artisans became even more respectful when they saw the Specter-Iron Statue.

The black mist that had just filled the air had caused no small shock to all of them; if it weren't for the fact that they knew the military camp was safer, some people might have already started to run away.

Later, upon hearing that this commotion was caused by that great adult, they now only had one thought in their minds.

That is, they must act honestly in the future and absolutely must not make this adult unhappy; otherwise, heaven knows what kind of terrifying consequences the other party would cause if they got angry?

Lin Feng was unaware of these things; arriving at the drill ground, he entered the Specter Gate leading to Saint Remains Mountain directly and arrived at the camp on the outskirts of Saint Remains Mountain.

Nowadays, a scale has been formed here, and a large number of miner paper dolls and heavy-armored paper dolls have built a quite sturdy fortress here.

Thick stones were collected by them to build walls and bastions, and tunnels leading to Saint Remains Mountain were also dug underground.

"Crack, crack."

At this time, a large number of miner paper dolls were continuously transporting the collected ore into the camp through the tunnels.

Lin Feng was not interested in digging tunnels, so he directly controlled the Specter-Iron Statue to move toward Saint Remains Mountain.

With the blessing of the top-grade specter-weapon armor, his movement speed was quite fast, and soon he arrived at Saint Remains Mountain and saw the scene inside with his own eyes.

Partially collapsed rocks revealed humanoid ores stacked inside; looking closely, one would find that these ores were like a large number of humanoid fossils.

"These ores are likely transformed from real living people, but what exactly happened to lead to such a result?"

Walking into this mountain range, Lin Feng felt it even more clearly, especially the pressure brought by the thick gray mist overhead, which gave him a faint feeling of heart-palpitating fear.

However, this was not his true body after all, so he continued to walk toward the mountainside and soon arrived at the edge of the gray mist.

Up close, this gray mist did not look like fog, but rather some kind of dust, composed of countless tiny particles.

Lin Feng raised a hand and reached toward the gray mist, and then felt an extremely strange sensation.

This time, his hand did not vanish into thin air like a paper doll, but when he withdrew his arm, he found that this arm made of specter-iron had actually developed some tiny pits and craters.

"Could it be that something was eaten?"

Seeing these tiny pits and craters, Lin Feng frowned, and then he associated it with the Gluttonous Specter that eats everything.

In his view, there might be similar existences within this gray mist, but he still could not determine what exactly it was.

"Go in and take a look!"

After thinking for a while, Lin Feng directly took off the armor on his body; this armor was not easy to manufacture, and it would not be worth it if it were damaged in the gray mist.

Moreover, it had already been proven that the gray mist could not destroy the Specter-Iron Statue in a short time, so he could completely control just the Specter-Iron Statue to go inside and investigate.

Soon after taking off the armor, Lin Feng controlled the Specter-Iron Statue to walk into the gray mist; it looked gray and hazy inside, and he could only clearly see rocks in a small range; other than that, he could see nothing.

Following the hillside upward, Lin Feng gradually saw some different things; these things looked like tiles or bricks from some building.

As he continued upward, the gray mist became thicker and thicker, and at the same time, this specter-iron body also became more and more dilapidated under the erosion of the gray mist.

"A temple?"

Suddenly, Lin Feng seemed to have reached the top of the mountain, but suddenly a dilapidated small temple entered his eyes.

This small temple looked like a roadside Earth God temple; it was only half a person tall in total, but the roof of the temple was already dilapidated, revealing an incomparably eerie idol inside the temple.

This idol was pitch black all over, its eyes were evil, its mouth was full of fangs, and it had four arms, sitting on a small scarlet coffin.

"Ding~"

However, just as Lin Feng wanted to get closer, he suddenly heard a sound of metal clashing, and then his entire field of vision began to spin, finally falling directly to the ground, and then his eyes went black and he completely lost all connection.

In the graveyard deep in Xinglong Ridge, Lin Feng opened his eyes abruptly, and at the same time, the Twin Specter that had possessed him also detached itself.

This specter looked as if it had experienced something painful; its expression became somewhat distorted, and it opened its mouth wanting to scream, but it made no sound.

After a long while, the specter gradually returned to calm, and not long after, another identical specter gradually emerged beside it.

"Dead? What did I get killed by?"

And Lin Feng was still recalling that last scene; he hadn't figured out what was going on before he lost consciousness.

He only remembered hearing a "ding" sound of metal clashing, and then his head seemed to have been moved from his shoulders.

"What on earth is going on in that ghost place? And what is that idol?"

Lin Feng did not particularly care about the loss of one Ghost Iron statue, but having its head chopped off in such an inexplicable manner still made him somewhat annoyed.