The sky was dark, and the bright moon illuminated all of the Dark Moon Graveyard.
Compared to the Normal Mode of the Dark Moon Graveyard, a great expanse of dense fog shrouded the wasteland. Not only did it obstruct one’s vision, but it also carried with it an endless air of murder. It was like a battlefield; a heavy and oppressive feeling permeated the wasteland, causing one’s body to grow sluggish.
“This is the Hell Mode of the Dark Moon Graveyard?” Gentle Snow surveyed her surroundings, revealing an indifferent smile.
She discovered that the fog here was almost alive, and she felt as if she were being watched. Moreover, there were crimson red spots glowing, floating about the fog, most likely the blood-red eyes of the Kobolds.
Just the number of monsters here far exceeded that of the Normal Mode. Moreover, there was also the dense fog hindering one’s vision, greatly increasing the difficulty of battle.
