Less than five meters away.
Very close, yet very distant.
Close because it was a distance that the white fog could cover in an instant, yet distant because this seemingly close pathway was filled with countless dangers.
One after another, insects leapt up and were absorbed by the white fog. Then more white fog rushed from these engorged insects, and new ones jumped up to absorb it again.
This was Ulu's vast army.
They were tearing,
They were fighting,
They were falling,
But they were also moving forward.
They were the most fearless and relentless army, and although their general was trapped and being torn apart by one abhorrent insect after another, they still did not look back, still carrying out their general's command — to attack.
Eventually, they broke through the layers of obstacles and reached Corey.
What was once a dense white fog that nearly enveloped the Great Cathedral was now only a thin wisp left, over the bodies of numerous Demon Worms swollen to death.
