A thin fog tried its best to escape the red pillar of light that destroyed the entire city. It flew into the Origin Forest as quickly as possible.
Bang!
The fog turned back into the Fog Duke. He fell to the ground in an extremely sorry state and rolled a few times before barely standing up.
He took two steps forward and almost fell again.
In order to dodge the attack just now, he instantly consumed 99% of his strength to not be invaded by the power of chaos.
However, his condition was already at the limit. If he used his talent again, his ability would turn into smoke and even his entire body would dissipate.
After taking two breaths, the Fog Duke ran deeper into the Forest of Origin.
Behind him, the Flesh Mountain Lord was continuously approaching.
"What are those people doing? This is already the last holy land! They're actually not attacking yet!"
The angry Fog Duke rushed into the maze-like forest.
