"Never meddle with the Scarlet Mist, or face certain death!"
These words of warning, once given by Erik Jackson, suddenly echoed in Carson Flores's mind, and he instantaneously understood why the four Immortal Slaves had retreated.
They must have triggered a Formation nearby that released the Blood Mist, planning to ensnare everyone in one fell swoop!
Carson instinctively wanted to warn everyone immediately, but his gaze suddenly shifted to Liam Malone standing among the crowd, sparking a cunning plan in his mind.
"Liam Malone!"
Carson Flores bellowed, drawing all eyes to him.
Carson stepped deliberately towards Liam Malone, his voice fierce, "You despicable coward, while I volunteered to guard the edge of our group to shield everyone from more undead and reduce casualties, you hid in the middle, not only failing to help but also sneakily striking me from behind and sending me crashing into the Sea of the Undead!"
