Chapter 352: Master of Mist Projection

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Chapter 352 The Master of Mist Projection

"efficient!"

Seeing the black lines that appeared, Felin was slightly happy.

It seems that even in the face of monsters in the form of fog, the curse of the black dagger still has an effect.

However, he soon discovered something abnormal. The black lines spread very slowly, and there was a trend of getting slower and slower.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to spread the fog giant all over the body, so that the curse can be fully activated.

"It is effective, but the effect is greatly reduced, and it cannot be killed immediately."

With a judgment in mind, Felin quickly rushed towards the fog giant.

Pfft!

He left a long **** in the fog giant again.

With this opening as the center, black lines spread out again.

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The fog giant turned around and punched Flynn with a fist. He hurriedly backed away, narrowly avoiding the fog giant's fist.

But at this moment, after the fog giant's arm exceeded its own length, it extended forward and continued to attack Felin, and it seemed that Felin could not avoid it.

"Guardian of Silver."

Felin quickly used the silver guard, and a silver-white light appeared on his body, turning into a three-meter-tall werewolf wearing "silver armor".

In order to prevent the Silver Guardian from falling off after the clothes were broken, he put the Silver Guardian together with the metal chain of Rabid Fang and hung it around his neck.

Boom!

The fog giant's fist hit Flynn's body, and the destructive power as high as the twelve rings made Flynn fly backwards.

In the ruins of the building, a long trace was plowed.

However, the powerful defense of the Guardian of Silver protected Feilin, and Feilin was not injured.

Quickly got up from the ground, and rushed towards the fog giant again.

Bang, boom, boom!

Although the fog giant is bulky, its hands and feet can be extended like tentacles.

Facing such fog giants, Felyn, who had only turned into an eleven-ring werewolf, did not have an advantage in flexibility, and was often hit by the fog giants and flew backwards.

However, he also used the black dagger to cut holes in the fog giant from time to time.

Shua, Shua, Shua!

These openings spread out many black lines, and the black lines are connected with each other, finally forming a whole, so that the whole body of the fog giant is covered with black lines.

Boom, boom, boom!

When the black lines spread all over the body, the fog giant was completely like a dying beast, destroying its surroundings frantically.

"When you invaded Shirley Bernard's memory and checked the memories related to Shirley Bernard and the Mist Lord, you immediately attracted the Mist Lord's attention and were attacked by the Mist Lord."

"No, before this, the Security Bureau also conducted a memory search on the believers of the Mist Lord, but this did not happen. What is the reason that caused the Mist Lord to pay attention to you?"

"I am not sure as well."

Ferring shook his head, expressing that he was not clear either.

But in fact, he had some guesses in his heart, but this might involve his own secrets, so he chose to conceal it.

"Inform the West Asia City Security Bureau of the situation here, and let the West Asia City Security Bureau send someone to deal with it. Today's search ends here, and we will find another place in the village to settle down."

Looking at the houses that had been turned into ruins, Flynn said with some fatigue.

"OK."

Knowing that Flynn has encountered such a crisis, he must be extremely mentally exhausted at this time, and Julie and Essie naturally will not object.

Julie took out a set of clothes that Flynn stored in her from the space maze, and handed the clothes to Flynn, so as to avoid the embarrassment that Flynn would undo the werewolf and have no clothes to wear.

Then he took out the birdcage containing the letter bird, wrote what happened here on a note, and told the Security Bureau of West Asia City.

As for Flynn’s mental image of encountering the evil **** Mist Lord, he didn’t write it down on the note, but planned to directly report it to the General Administration through a special channel.

Removing the wolf transformation, Felin put on his clothes, and couldn't help but think again of the image of the Mist Lord he saw before, and the words that the Mist Lord said—"the breath of that traitor".

Because he realized that this sentence might be related to his own secret, he subconsciously concealed it from Julie and Essie.

"The Lord of Mist has sensed a certain breath in me, and this breath is the breath of an enemy he knows."

Ferrin's eyes looked thoughtful.

The words of the Lord of Mist, the literal meaning is easy to understand, the Lord of Mist sensed the breath of an enemy in him.

Why do I have the aura of the enemy of the Mist Lord on my body?

It must be because I have something on my body, and this thing has the breath of the enemy of the Mist Lord.

"It's the panel."

Flynn's eyes revealed a sharp light.

He now has a lot of extraordinary items, but the level of these extraordinary items is too low compared to the Mist Lord, and it is impossible for the enemy's aura that the Mist Lord knows to exist on them.

The only thing that might have the aura of the enemy of the Mist Lord, and the only unknown source, may be the panel that caused him to come to this world.

This panel is either the property of the Mist Lord's former enemy, or it is something very related.

"It seems that it is not a coincidence that I came to this world."

Ferring couldn't help thinking.

For a long time, he thought that his ability to come to this world was a "traversal" miracle formed by a one-in-a-billion probability.

But now it seems that this is not the case, there is a layout of a certain existence in the dark, and he came to this world because of the layout of a certain existence in the dark.

He couldn't help thinking of a question.

"Could I not be the only time traveler?"

(end of this chapter)