The system issued the mission so suddenly that it took Mag by surprise.
After returning from the Demon Islands, Mag had been studying the information about black fog and the Great Old Ones. Currently, he could only deduce that there was a batch of powerful and mysterious existences in this world in the ancient times. They could still exist till now in some other form.
The black fog should be a form of representation for some of these mysterious existences. They bewitched people who were not strong mentally, and made them bee their servants willingly.
Furthermore, the black fog had been appearing more and more frequently recently, so this wasn’t a good sign.
Mag wasn’t sure if those mysterious existences had the power to break through the seals, or if they were already awakened from their slumber, and were trying to gain the control of this world again.
The emergence of man or even the much older giant dragons were still very young when pared to the long passing of time.
If the Great Old Ones really existed, and were attempting to regain control of the world, this could be a terrible disaster for every existence in this world.
Could it be Gary? Mag frowned as he pondered. Gary was Connie’s uncle, who was her father’s younger half-brother with different mothers.
And it was such a trusted person who was given important tasks by Connie’s father that planned that horrible rebellion. He led his troops into the palace, and slaughtered the chief and most of his family.
The desire for power was enough to drive one crazy, and it wasn’t surprising that Gary wanted to kill the chief for the position himself when being a bastard child who was treated differently since he was young.
However, to mit such a crazy crime, there had to be some kind of juncture.
What Mag needed to ascertain was whether this juncture had anything to do with the black fog.
If that was true, he would have to kill Gary, and then eradicate the black fog.
“Father, what’s wrong?” Amy asked Mag who had stopped walking.
“Nothing. Let’s go.” Mag moved on. It was easy to ascertain if Gary was the source of the black fog. Mag, who had encountered the black fog twice, only needed to meet him to judge whether the black fog existed on his body.
“However, where are we going to find Connie?” Gina asked worriedly. The plicated palace building made her a little uneasy. Her family’s palace was much simpler than this.
“We can only try our luck now,” Mag replied with resignation. Because there was no internet, he couldn’t pinpoint their locations using the walkie-talkie.
Furthermore, Connie had lost contact without any signs. She also didn’t make any special sounds through the walkie-talkie before, so there could only be three possibilities: 1. Connie dropped the walkie-talkie; 2. Connie turned off the walkie-talkie herself, and went out of contact; 3. Connie’s walkie-talkie had malfunctioned.
“This system promised with my integrity that the products that I manufactured have a guaranteed quality!” The system’s solemn voice sounded.
Then, did the walkie-talkie drop, or did Connie have a mishap? Mag pondered with tightly knit eyebrows. He could only proceed on with Gina and Amy to search all the possible locations that Connie could be found.
Besides looking for Connie and Ferdinand now, Mag had an additional mission of searching for the black fog.
The black fog would reveal distinct characteristics and aura after it developed to a certain level. For example, the small island that was engulfed by the thick black fog in the Boundless Sea Realm. The people who were corroded by the black fog would have distinct changes on their bodies, like Borg and Alfred whom he killed.
However, the black fog in the Falk Tribe most probably had not developed to that level yet. Otherwise, Irina and he should have already sensed that evil aura’s presence.
He needed to locate the source of that black fog within 24 hours and eradicate it. This was most probably not an easy task.
***
What a boring game. Irina appeared on the top of a high wall and looked down at Basil, who was sizing up his surroundings with an alert expression and not making any move. She shook her head boringly, and looked toward the south of the city with a pondering expression.
If she worked together with the Hairless Monk, she was 80% confident that they could kill those three 10th-tier orcs first before getting rid of that 10th-tier orc down there, pletely eradicating all the Falk Tribe’s top bat power easily.
However, before they set off, Mag had a deep discussion about the orcs’ situation with her. The Aug Tribe had six 10th-tier orcs and a huge number of orc troops, so it was very powerful.
Currently, the Falk Tribe could check and balance the Aug Tribe in the orc species with their similar numbers of high-end bat forces.
If the Falk Tribe lost all its 10th-tier experts overnight, that meant it would fall out of the top 10 from its second place, and bee a normal orc tribe.
This was not in accordance with their plan of balancing the power between the orcs’ pro-war factions and the pro-peace fractions. It would even allow the Aug Tribe to be the one and only tribe in power and speak for the entire orc species.
What a bother. At most I will go to the Aug Tribe and chop down a few rotten fellows. Irina furrowed her pretty eyebrows as she kicked a boulder toward Basil below.
***
Gary, wearing a set of gold and silver armor, appeared from the dark night on a giant purplish-gold lion, and coldly said to Rex, “Hairless Monk, how dare you appear in Twilight Forest and kill so many of my people again?!”
Two squads of heavy cavalry in black armor neatly marched out with the same spears in unison, in full preparation.
Rex looked at Gary with narrowed eyes, but he still said in a calm voice, “So, you are that kingslayer.”
“I am only taking back what belongs to me rightfully. The position of chief should be mine.” Gary laughed loudly, and pointed the almost-two-meter-long golden saber at Rex. “Are you, this lowlife who massacred your father’s tribe, trying to lecture me?”
“You killing your king has nothing to do with me, but you shouldn’t have forced her to her death. She was a kind girl.” Rex looked at Gary calmly as he clenched his fists slowly.
“I’ve killed so many people, I don’t know whom you are talking about.” Gary pursed his lips with disdain before chuckling. “However, this isn’t important. I will be killing you too tonight. In this case, you can rest in peace with that kind girl of yours.”
Darryl and Kurt laughed together with him. Gary had arrived, and it was three against one on the same level. They were confident to make him stay even when he was the Hairless Monk.
“You should repent.” Rex disappeared from where he was standing, and a terrifying crater appeared on the ground. A sonic boom of the space being torn apart appeared in midair, and he was already in front of Gary in the next moment. His giant fist smashed toward the latter’s head.
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