Blore nodded in agreement, gripping his weapon tightly, ready to respond to any danger.
At this moment, the burning forest was being reduced to ashes at an abnormal speed, and only a piece of charred land remained where the forest once grew.
The air was filled with a burning smell, making people feel suffocated.
Blore and the others looked at the scene before them, and a sense of foreboding welled up in their hearts.
"What should we do next? Keep going?"
Nansong looked at Sige with confusion in his eyes.
After all, so many things have happened, and it is obviously unlikely that they can rely on just a few people to resist nature.
"I don't know, but if we stay here too long, we might run into more danger."
Si Ge thought for a moment and said
"Perhaps we should first find the black fog we just saw. There's no other way but to do that first and then consider our next move."
"That's all right then. Let's head into the forest and see if we can find a place with black fog."
Nangel agreed, turning and heading towards the forest.
Blore and the others followed closely behind, carefully crossing the charred woods.
Along the way, they remained highly vigilant, fearing that another accident would occur.
The road under my feet was bumpy, as if it had experienced a cruel baptism.
The ground was covered with holes of various sizes, looking particularly hideous, as if it had been corroded by some strong acid or corrosive substance.
And those burnt marks, like dark imprints, silently tell of the tragic battle or terrible disaster that once took place here.
"It should be safer here. Let's rest here for a while."
The elder wearing a butterfly mask said this while panting, and he sat down on the ground, exhausted.
Others also sat down and drank water to replenish their energy.
After a short rest, Sige began to think about the next plan.
"We can't just keep exploring blindly like this. We have to find some clues."
Nanger replied, "How about we go back to where the five of us first discovered the black fog and see if we can find more information."
"Okay, I'll listen to you. I hope this trip won't be in vain."
The elder with the butterfly mask nodded, and put on the black hat on his robe, covering even the mask.
So Blore and the others set out again, following the forest path they had taken before.
At this point, in one night, they had already gone deep into the forest.
"When Elder Alanbeta left, we saw the black and gold butterfly, right?" Ma Tuan suddenly asked Nan Song in a low voice.
"Yes." Nan Song was a little confused.
"Do you remember the black butterfly we encountered on the Crystal Bridge of Casechel?"
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