About three days later, the team finally left the grasslands and entered the primeval forest.
Compared to the primeval forests in the north, the forests in the south can be truly called primeval forests. Looking around, towering trees everywhere, easily three to four stories high. Even though it was winter, the leaves remained evergreen, casting a dense shadow over the ground. Even though it was a path, the surface was piled high with thick layers of dead branches and fallen leaves. Walking on it oddly felt like walking on a soft mattress.
Since it was winter, it wasn't as sweltering as summer here. But there were numerous mosquitoes buzzing around them incessantly. Luckily, the Advance Team was well-prepared. They had brought Wind Oil Essence and Floral Dew to protect their bare skin from mosquito bites.
But the followers of the Judgement Legion were not so fortunate. Many of them were severely bitten by mosquitoes, itching and scratching as they went.
