And at this moment, within the Forest of Death, fog had already started to rise, the black and green interweaving trees looked exactly like sinister ghosts, giving off a chilling sensation.
The pouring rain continued without end, but it still couldn't dispel the grey mist.
Occasionally, from far away, the sound of gunfire would echo, followed by shouting.
This forest was like a labyrinth; once inside, no matter who it was, even if they knew the direction at first, they would gradually get lost.
This is the Forest of Death.
Once you enter, the ultimate direction is death.
And at this moment, within the woods.
A group of people were fleeing ahead.
It was Monkey and Xia Yuqing and their group, running tirelessly forward. What was originally a group of several hundred people was now reduced to mere dozens, all of them panting heavily.
