Chapter 148 Ignorance is the biggest obstacle to survival.
At this time, the other side.
At the top of the cliff, the wind was freezing cold.
Yasen was holding a telescope, and when he saw Ollie rushing into the blood mist and could no longer see clearly, he slowly put the telescope down.
"Humph, how can a mere blood mist stop the iron hoof of my Great North Wind Empire?
The deputy head of the group, Ya Lian, who was standing aside, had a gloomy expression, with resentment and jealousy intertwined between his brows.
"That kid is way too lucky. He easily seized the initiative."
There was a hint of bitterness in his words and his fists were clenched.
"Asian League, there are countless variables on the battlefield. It is too early to draw a conclusion at this moment."
Military advisor Qiao Shan gently stroked the gray beard on his chin, with a deep light flashing in his eyes.
"Humph, I should have been the one to fight this battle, but you guys didn't let me go."
Yalian was very dissatisfied.
Qiao Shan shook his head helplessly, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes.
Just then, Yassen's voice rang out.
"What is the situation in Dongxia and Xitu?"
Upon hearing this, Qiao Shan immediately calmed down and replied respectfully:
"There is no news from the Western Land yet. Perhaps due to the long distance, the information transmission is delayed."
"As for Dongxia, they seem to have arrived here earlier than us."
"But what's strange is that they didn't take any offensive actions. Instead, they were busy setting up camps and planting crops. This..."
Having said that, Qiao Shan couldn't help but pause, frowning.
Upon hearing this, Ya Lian couldn't help but sneer, interrupting Qiao Shan's hesitation.
"Seedlings? Haha, those Dongxia people are really ridiculous!"
“Do they think this is their backyard where they can grow vegetables leisurely?”
There was a hint of sarcasm and disdain in his laughter.
Yasen glanced at Yalian coldly, and that cold look instantly stopped Yalian's laughter.
"Ya Lian, don't interrupt"
"Go on"
"Well, nothing much. It's just that the people from Dongxia sent an envoy to tell us that if we want to survive, we should not enter the blood mist."
Having said this, Qiao Shan paused and continued:
"Don't even try to get close to the center and find the source of the blood mist."
Upon hearing this, Ya Lian's disdain was evident in his words.
"They are just cowards"
“Fear of this and that”
"I think it's our tiger!"
"Otherwise, since they know the danger of blood mist, why don't they leave!"
"They just want us to leave so they can reap the benefits!"
"Is it Big Brother?"
Yalian looked at Yasen.
Yasen didn't answer, but stared at the blood mist, then nodded.
"Well, now that we are here, we can't retreat."
"No matter what's ahead, just kill it."
"This is the king's command."
"Hahaha"
Hearing his elder brother agree with what he said, Ya Lian laughed happily.
"what a pity"
"Maybe, Oli has already found the source of the blood mist."
"Let those timid Dongxia people see how powerful our Great North Wind Empire is."
At this moment, within the blood mist.
In the chaos shrouded by bloody haze.
The army's solid defense line was like a fragile sand castle, which collapsed under the invisible force.
The air all around seemed to have frozen.
Only the wisps of blood mist, like messengers from the underworld, silently shuttled in from the cracks, adding a bit of ominousness to the battlefield.
At first, there were warriors wearing heavy armor and riding tall horses.
Not much attention was paid to this uninvited guest.
"Hey, what's there to be afraid of with this little red mist?"
A cavalryman with a heroic temperament and a disdainful smile on his face.
He boldly stretched out his gloved finger, wanting to find out what was going on.
He secretly calculated in his mind that even if there was a real danger, it would only be the pain of a broken finger, nothing to worry about.
However, destiny often happens at the most unexpected moment.
Showing its most brutal side.
When the cold fingertips lightly touched the seemingly harmless blood mist, all the peace was instantly broken.
The blood mist seemed to be given life and madly wrapped around the finger.
Like a hungry beast tearing its prey apart, the flesh under the metal gloves could be heard making a horrifying sizzling sound as it was rapidly corroded.
"Ahhhh!"
A heart-rending scream suddenly sounded.
Like a sharp sword cutting through the silent night sky, it echoed in this space shrouded in blood.
The cavalryman's face turned as pale as paper in a very short time.
He tightly hugged his finger that had been swallowed up to the wrist by the blood mist and rolled on the ground in pain.
The surrounding cavalry were stunned by this sudden change.
They all stopped what they were doing, their eyes filled with disbelief and fear.
What’s even more frightening is that the blood mist did not stop there.
It seemed to have self-awareness.
After swallowing the first finger, it spread more wantonly.
The speed is astonishing.
In that breathtakingly tense moment, there was a quick and decisive sound.
"Quick, cut off the hand!"
At the command, a soldier's hand grasped the hilt of the knife.
Just as the cold blade was about to touch the cavalryman's hand wrapped in blood mist.
A heart-wrenching wail suddenly erupted in the air.
"Ahhhh!"
Maybe it was because of fear, or maybe it was because it hurt too much.
The cavalryman dodged the blow.
However, the moment he dodged, it had been corroded beyond recognition.
It glided silently through the air and touched the solid shoulder of another cavalryman next to him.
"Ahhhh!"
Another scream came from the trooper who was touched.
His shoulders were instantly covered in blood mist, his skin quickly festered, and his flesh and blood became blurred. An expression of pain distorted his face.
He struggled with all his might, trying to get rid of this terrible curse, but unexpectedly collided with another person in his panic.
As if it was an unstoppable chain reaction, fear and death spread rapidly like a plague.
One pass ten, ten pass a hundred.
The entire military formation seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and the originally orderly array collapsed in an instant.
There was no longer firm belief in the soldiers' eyes, but deep fear and despair.
“Run, run!”
"Yes, curse."
"You'll die"
A group of people fled in fear, and the army formation was completely broken.
The next moment, blood mist filled the sky, corroding and devouring thousands of cavalrymen in an instant.
The only one was Ollie, who used his magic to resist hard.
"No!"
Ollie let out a howl of despair.
Blood mist filled the air, dyeing the battlefield dark red.
Every drop of blood that falls seems to tell the elegy of death.
Ollie, at this moment, was also on the verge of collapse.
He looked at the scene before him turning into blood, his heart filled with disbelief and despair.
"No! Why is this happening!"
"I'll fight you!!!"
I don't know who I'm calling or what I'm shouting.
Ollie activated the structure, and the magic power in his body was like a ignited wildfire, instantly building an indestructible defense structure.
Driving him to rush forward desperately.
Every step shattered the tranquility of the air, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.
The sharp blade held tightly in his hand danced wildly in the air.
Every swing seemed to tear through the void and split the blood mist.
Armor, that was once the symbol of his glory.
At this moment, it was being eroded bit by bit by the blood-colored mist.
Like an ancient sculpture eroded by time, it gradually reveals its mottled and fragile appearance.
The blood-colored mist seemed to have life, greedily devouring his skin and pushing him step by step into the abyss of death.
However, at the end of this despair.
Ollie finally caught a glimmer of light——
It was a blurry figure, looming under the cover of blood mist.
(End of this chapter)