Everyone knew that Horace was the best at finding the elves.
He was once an elf who believed in the Seven Great Elf Kings and had become an elf god that protected the elves. With his connections and status, he would definitely be able to find the whereabouts of the ancient book.
Vincent looked at the black fog that was once again seeping out from the ground. He controlled the Cup of Fate to collect the black fog and said to everyone, "There is no time to waste. Let's go find Horace and the whereabouts of the ancient book! The black fog will come again. If we don't leave now, who knows how much time we have left!"
Everyone nodded repeatedly. They did not have time to say anything else and quickly ran out of the city.
When they arrived at the abandoned camp outside the city, the entire Imperial City was once again shrouded in black fog. The black fog was as dense as the sky.
