Chapter 21: Rum Village, more monsters

One o'clock in the afternoon. Field led the slave guards into the gray fog.

In fact, it is difficult to have a concept of time in the gray fog, because it is always gray and only at night will it become pitch-black. Ashina rode a giant wolf and cleared the way at the front of the team.

The eyes of the chosen one seemed to have been transformed and could observe the world more clearly. Then it was Field and his newly formed slave guards, maintaining a slower speed and advancing with difficulty in the woods full of thorns and flesh tentacles.