Why Has the Development of the Mission Gone Off Track Again?

Countless outstanding adventurers and explorers inherit the spiritual landscape from the dense Black Forest, graduate from the Sellsben Academy base, and become beloved inheritance teachers. On the...

Chapter 79: White Mist Pool and Skull Abyss

Maybe there was a non-human creature lying on her back, and it could sense any movement immediately.

"Hey, I knew you were pretending. Stop it and look around..."

Nan Song then felt that something was wrong.

The mist around her grew gray and thick, like insoluble ink. She was surprised to find herself in a sealed enclosure, completely cut off from the outside world.

And in the pool shrouded in white mist, the remaining people were still there, their figures looming in the mist, looking particularly strange.

And she was right in front of Xianmenlai, walking, no, wading through the water, and holding the white rope tightly in her hand.

She was clearly there, so where was she now? Where were the other three people? They were also in this gray fog like her. No wonder the old man told them not to die here. What should they do now?

She felt a chill run down her spine, as if a pair of invisible eyes were watching her.

She didn't want to wait any longer. If she didn't call for help, she would be doomed. Between face and life, life was more important. However, she found that her voice seemed so weak in the silent space, as if it was swallowed up.

The scene suddenly changed, as if it had suddenly switched to another world. The originally calm surface of the water suddenly became extremely strange and creepy.

The sight before him was unbelievable. The shallow puddle had transformed into a bottomless, terrifying abyss. On the surface, countless figures struggled in agony, their bodies heaving and undulating as if bound by an invisible force. They seemed to be struggling to break free, but they could not escape.

The hands and arms that emerged from the water were pale and twisted, as if they had emerged from the depths of hell. They waved in the air, trying to grasp at something to save themselves. However, their heads were invisible, only endless darkness and despair. The scene was terrifying, and one wondered what horrors lay beneath the water.

A suffocating atmosphere permeated the abyss, like the smell of death. More and more figures appeared on the surface of the water, their cries of pain echoing in the air, chilling people to the bone. These sounds were filled with fear, despair, and helplessness, making people feel the fragility and impermanence of life.

Nan Song stood there in shock, unable to move. The scene before him seemed like a nightmare, yet it felt so real.

In fact, she had done many different types of tests in college. When she saw this scene, although she was a little frightened for a moment, she quickly calmed down.

She was sealed in this place, but she could still see things below. Where was this place? What about that voice just now? Was it what the voice wanted her to see?

Nan Song just thought of escaping from here, but found that his legs seemed to be pressed down by lead blocks and he could not take a step.

Everything happened so fast. He was clearly in the white mist pool a second ago, and now he suddenly appeared here.

The darkness in the abyss seemed to be spreading, swallowing everything. Nansong also felt an invisible pressure enveloping her, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. The people in the abyss struggled desperately, trying to escape this drowning situation, but to no avail.

She could only stand there and watch those figures struggling in the pool, unable to lend a hand.

Time seemed to stand still. Nan Song watched helplessly as those figures struggled in pain in the water. She didn't know why, but everything before her felt incredibly fake. She didn't know who these people were, why they were there, or how to help them.

Suddenly, she saw Blore, Matuan Baidi, and the newly-acquainted Lu Nanyao and the others, all of whom were inexplicably submerged in water. The faces of the people before were blurry, but for some reason, the faces of these people were unusually clear.

"You, won't you save them?" The sweet voice sounded again from behind her.

"Aren't they your friends?"

"Oh, they're not my only friends. Besides, it's so fake. I never thought they would make such expressions and actions."

Nansong had never been as grateful for the tacit understanding training the academy gave them as he was at this moment. When everyone encountered various troubles, their subconscious actions and reactions were all mastered by their companions, and there was no possibility of admitting mistakes.

Although I'm not sure how Lu Nanyao and the others should react, they are Group A after all. It's impossible for their reaction to be more intense than theirs.

So Nan Song stood there calmly, not caring where she was.

"Oh, this group of people is really high quality. I don't know where they found them. They are boring. Kids nowadays are not fun at all. They are not even as fun as adults."

After the sweet voice finished speaking, it suddenly stuck to Nansong's back like a gust of wind, with its arms tightly around her neck and its legs tightly around her waist.

Nansong was nearly knocked over by the sudden force. Just as she was about to pull the man under, a hand suddenly emerged from the water and tightly grasped her ankle. Nansong was immediately unable to care about anything else and had to look down. She saw a man with a distorted face and desperate eyes trying his best to grab her leg and drag her into the water.

"Help...help me!" The man let out a painful and hoarse cry for help, his eyes filled with despair and fear.

Nan Song's eyes flashed, and she suddenly stepped back, struggling to free herself from the hand. However, more hands shot out from the water, grabbing her body and trying to drag her under. Nan Song struggled, but found her strength was far inferior to theirs, especially with the person on her back. Although the person didn't weigh much, she could feel the heat and humidity, which was quite a psychological pressure.

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