The King of Black Fog

"The situation is turning grim," one said.

"Hasn't it always been like this?" came the reply.

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Eagles soar through the sky, fish dart in the shallow waters,...

Chapter 402 Corpse Sword Technique

"Playing tricks!" Li Changzhou dismissed it.

The black substance seeped out through the crack in the door, transforming into a giant black hand that slapped the doorway across the face!

call!

The gale whipped up by the black hand filled the corridor, emitting a violent howling sound.

"How is it?" Yang Qinglan asked.

"Missed it." Li Changzhou frowned slightly. "Shall we go out and take a look?"

Yang Qinglan lay in his arms, stared at the door for a while, and said, "Forget it, we know nothing about this world and the power system right now. Your wife reminded everyone not to go out at night, so we'd better get through this night first and then make our move during the day."

"What did you say? My wife?"

"Della".

"..." Li Changzhou raised his hand, and the black hand took off his thick gloves, reaching into Yang Qinglan's clothes.

"No! No!" Yang Qinglan immediately curled up like a hedgehog.

"You know you were wrong?"

"I understand, brother," Yang Qinglan said with a smile.

"Where did I go wrong?!"

"I'm your wife!"

“Not bad, your attitude is decent enough, but you can escape the death penalty, though you can't escape punishment.” Li Changzhou leaned closer.

"What is your mission?" she asked.

"Gain three additional 'Great Powers'."

“I have received ‘Great Power - Beyond Your Reach’.”

"'Cannot approach'? Cannot get close? How can I obtain it?" Li Changzhou asked, half asking himself and half asking.

"Perhaps it's just that life forms are inaccessible. Since the Value Game has given me this task, it proves there must be a way—what are your abilities?"

"It looks a bit like 'black mist'." After a pause, Li Changzhou said hesitantly, "I don't know if it's just my imagination, but it does feel like black mist, but—"

He carefully recalled the feeling: "—To be precise, it was a kind of energy that was very similar in form to the black mist, but completely different in essence, that was swallowed up by my black mist. I could feel the presence of the black mist."

"What happened to the original abilities of the Black Mist?" Yang Qinglan asked.

Li Changzhou shrugged, meaning 'gone' or 'unable to use'.

"Don't move!" Yang Qinglan scolded.

If the blanket moves even slightly, a gentle breeze will make you feel painfully cold.

She reached out and pulled the blanket up tightly, making sure it was snug against her skin.

"And you?" Li Changzhou asked.

“Things that you touch with your hands can become life forms similar to ‘origami humans’.”

"Is there any consumption?"

"No."

"How long?"

"Until the living organism dies."

“Then you can bring this house to life, and we can trap it like a turtle in a jar. At least we can get the child’s ‘great power’.”

"Honey, you're so stupid," Yang Qinglan said gently, but her words were quite sharp. "What if the child points at us?"

"Um--"

The two chatted for a while longer before Li Changzhou got up to go back.

“I’ll invite you after daybreak, and we’ll act together,” he said.

"Mmm," Yang Qinglan responded softly with a nasal tone.

When Li Changzhou walked out of the mahogany house, there was still about half an hour before the kerosene lamp went out.

I glanced at it, and the body was gone.

Two black walls, resembling doorways, stood a meter in front of and behind him. He carried a kerosene lamp and walked back and forth in the corridor three times, but did not encounter anyone who dared to come out and fight him one-on-one.

This is a rather risky move.

Even with two black walls in front and behind, capable of withstanding the corpses with strength far exceeding the limits of ordinary people, there was no way to be sure that they could withstand the child's green light and the unknown 'great power'.

But fearing this and that can easily lead to hesitation and inaction.

As long as he takes the initiative, he'll be the one knocking on other people's doors—compared to being the passive party who gets knocked on, Li Changzhou prefers to be the proactive party who knocks on doors to scare people.

The kerosene lamp was about to go out, and he didn't return to the linden wood house where the Shadow Team was located. In case the people inside, out of caution, wanted to exchange passwords with him, he wouldn't be able to answer them without having obtained any information from the Value Game.

He went straight downstairs to the lobby.

Standing on the first-floor stairwell, Tong Kong shrank back slightly as the corpse lay back in the spot where it had died.

The kerosene lamp was extinguished at this point.

As dawn broke, the wind and snow stopped, and the world became deathly quiet; the tavern lobby resembled a morgue.

The black hand placed the kerosene lamp on the table, and Li Changzhou slowly walked towards the corpse, his entire body tense.

The black nails and lines inside the corpse had disappeared, whether because the distance was more than fifteen meters or because of an unknown force, it is unknown.

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Approaching within five meters, the corpse entered his maximum attack range.

The corpse was covered in frost, its frozen face retaining the expression of a deadly laugh, while the corpse that Li Changzhou had controlled last night was expressionless.

It looked like it hadn't moved all night.

What happened?

Not the same body, or...

"Up so early?"

Li Changzhou, who was on high alert, paused slightly. He turned around casually and saw the tavern owner, Della, carrying a kerosene lamp as she came down from the second floor.

Countless hair-thin black lines rapidly retracted from under the tables and chairs—seemingly approaching the corpse without any precautions, but in reality, he had laid a trap around it.

"I didn't sleep all night," he replied.

“Looks like you really need me to tell you a bedtime story.” Della smiled and walked to the fireplace closest to the stairs, starting to light it with the flame from the kerosene lamp.

Li Changzhou asked from behind her, "Someone knocked on the door last night."

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