Although Napa Port is a seaport, the sun has already risen at this time, and suddenly there is a heavy fog, which is not normal.

Was it found by people from the Bozeko Kingdom, or was it the murderer that night?

Mo Cheng didn't know, but it was obviously unwise to stay in the hotel when he was approached.

"Everyone go out."

The time for the group to come to Napa Port is very short, so short that they don't even have much time to familiarize themselves with the terrain and use the location to fight against the enemy.

Since this is the case, he might as well go to the street. The empty street just happens to let go of his hands and feet.

On the street, there was no one around, but the pungent smell of blood could be smelled. It was obvious that the people around had been poisoned.

After looking around for a while, Mo Cheng suddenly swung a psionic sword energy and knocked over the trash can not far away.

"Oh, don't kill me, don't kill me, I didn't see anything..."

Behind the trash can was a curled-up child, whose clothes were torn and patched, and stained with mud and grime.

Is a beggar?

Mo Cheng frowned, walked a few steps over and grabbed the little beggar, "Don't make noise, I won't hurt you. Did you see what happened before?"

When grabbing the little beggar, Mo Cheng's mental power entered his body along with it. The other party didn't have any power, he was not pretending to be an enemy, he was a completely ordinary person.

"No, I don't know..."

The little beggar's face was dirty and he couldn't tell what he looked like. He could only hear a boy from his voice, "It was foggy just now, and then everyone disappeared."

He didn't ask anything, and even Mo Cheng himself didn't express much hope that he could see any key things.

Putting the little beggar down, Mo Cheng said, "Follow us and don't get lost, or you will disappear too."

"The Great Era of Rebirth"

After confirming that the little beggar has no power and is not an enemy, Mo Cheng will not drive him away directly.

In the current environment, it is obvious that someone is secretly slaughtering madly under the cover of thick fog. At this time, letting the little beggar leave is to let him die.

The smell of blood in the air became more and more intense. Mo Cheng frowned and looked around. The dense fog was strange, and his perception was suppressed.

Mo Cheng, Yin Sabella, and Teresa surrounded the others to form a protective layer, while Dorothy in the center took out her staff to release the stored starlight.

Although the starlight mage will receive great interference during the day, he also has another way to store the starlight in the staff, so that it is possible to guarantee a certain level of combat effectiveness during the day.

As for Lilia, her mission was to protect herself, Helena, and the little beggar.

But when she really came forward to protect others, basically everyone else died before it was possible.

"Dorothy, can you dispel this fog?"

Mo Cheng himself has a way to disperse the fog, but that method is the last round of [Strike Hurricane], [Sun Flame Shock] and [Chaos Meteorite], which is the use of force to forcibly disperse.

Basically, the fog was dispelled, and half of the city had to be turned into ruins.

"give me sometime."

After all, Dorothy was surrounded by moonlight, and the starlight formed small stars and started to rotate and revolve on the optimal route.

In mysticism, moonlight is often associated with related elements such as [guidance], [reception], [guidance], although it will be disturbed by the sun's rays during the day, but for Dorothy, a powerful star mage, it can dispel An unnaturally born dense fog is not difficult.

As long as no one bothers you.

Mo Cheng's figure suddenly exploded, his arms blocked the river like iron chains, and blocked the arms that were rushing towards Dorothy.

Then it turned from rigid to soft, the arms were as soft as boneless, like a python wrapping around the human's arms tightly, five fingers formed into claws and pinched towards the throat.

If the grasp is real, Mo Cheng will grab the opponent's throat and even the entire neck.

However, the visitor shook his arm and broke free from Mo Cheng's shackles. At the same time, he withdrew and retreated, intending to leave first.

But is it that simple?

The torrential rain of psionic sword energy mixed with the pure and domineering holy light blocked all escape routes in all directions in the sky and underground, and there was no way to hide, no way to escape.

After the sword qi, Mo Cheng's figure also followed. Even if the opponent blocked the first round of sword qi, he would face an even more terrifying Mo Cheng.

However, the mist rose from the person's body, and it turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared, and the sword energy lost its target.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Cheng retreated faster than he could sprint, and stopped Dorothy's arm formed from the mist behind him.

"Time and time again, are you looking down on people?"

After touching again, Mo Cheng's palm glowed with icy blue cold light, instantly freezing his entire arm together with the mist, the assassin only felt that his body that had turned into mist fell into an ice cave...

No, the ice cave can no longer describe this kind of coldness. All the body fluids in his body were frozen at minus one hundred degrees.

With the power of [Rapid Cooling], the assassin who had turned into mist was frozen into human form again.

Although [Rapid Cooling]'s sudden drop in temperature was only for a short moment, after such a short period of time, the assassin would be able to turn into mist again, but he had no chance.

A fist struck the frozen assassin soundlessly, and the strength of the fist carried high-frequency oscillations, which spread throughout the assassin's body in an instant.

The ice shattered, and the assassin's body shattered along with the ice, turning into a burst of **** ice **** and flying far away.

Probing, fighting, dividing life and death.

In a short period of time, Mo Cheng had already decided the outcome with the enemy, but in Lilia's eyes, it was over before they even had time to react.

After witnessing a meticulous assassination, Lilia realized for the first time how strong she is as a guardian in a real sense.

Regardless of what other people thought, Mo Cheng continued to frown and look at the thick fog. For some reason, he felt that this thing looked familiar.

"Dorothy, how long will it take for this fog to dissipate?"

Dorothy didn't answer~lightnovelpub.net~ instead, she stopped casting spells, grabbed the staff tightly with her palms, and looked somewhere.

"She can't dispel this fog."

A voice familiar to Mo Cheng appeared along with the figure in the mist. To be precise, he had only communicated with this voice through the door in the city lord's mansion a few hours ago.

Dorothy gritted her teeth, and two words popped out between her teeth, "Legend."

Legend, the eighth ladder.

At this moment, Dorothy finally understood what the essence of this fog was, it was the realm of legends.

The assassin who just started is just a little bit of power gathered by the legend himself, forming a shape with the help of the domain.

The legend glanced at Mo Cheng and his party, and said calmly: "I'm sorry, you all have to die here today, do you have any last words?"