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If the second-ranked fantasy species could replicate its life information using the Catalogue of Life, it would be able to ascend to the top in one step.

However, it is also very difficult.

First, based on the story above and the fact that the forest elves finally succeeded, Luo Hao guessed that the "Mist of Death" was indeed very weak.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to succeed.

However, Luo Hao was unaware of the entire process.

He couldn't be sure whether the forest elves captured it easily or with difficulty, or whether the forest elves couldn't capture it at all, or whether it was the forest god Kenus who made the move.

It should be noted that, according to Luo Hao's memory, this was the final battle after the great war ended.

The extremely weakened Skywing race suffered heavy losses in the war, with only 9177 Mech race remaining.

The Skywing race, which shrunk to the size of a toddler by unleashing all its power, managed to achieve a battle casualty ratio of approximately one to ten against the Machine race.

Half of them were killed or wounded, and only 701 of the Machine Guns were destroyed. If Azriel hadn't messed up and accidentally used "Sky Shift" as an attack, the Machine Guns wouldn't have even been able to reach the God of War, Artes.

Even the Skywing race, weakened to that extent, possesses such explosive combat power.

Luo Hao was very skeptical about how much strength this "Mist of Death" actually retained in its weakened state.

The Forest Elves have the Forest God, Kainas, to back them up, but Luo Hao has nothing.

“…～ˇ…”

Luo Hao remained silent. Continuing was too risky, because not only the "Mist of Death" but also the Forest God, Kainas, would be his enemy. However, he was reluctant to give up.

"Let's take a look first!"

Even if you can't obtain life information from the "Mist of Death," just taking a look and witnessing it is enough.

……

"Advance cautiously, do not be careless. Victory is just around the corner. It would be ridiculous to lose victory because of carelessness."

Under Sink's direction, so far everything is going smoothly.

However, she would never make the mistake of stumbling due to carelessness.

Even in its weakened state, it is still a fantasy species, the "Mist of Death" that once ravaged the continent of Disburg, bringing fear and death to countless races. The only consequence of carelessness is death.

Sink, focused intently, stood on the moving platform at the center of the forest elf species, surveying the entire situation and directing the forest elf species to advance slowly.

As they went deeper, the gray fog became increasingly thick, until finally, visibility was less than ten meters.

"Attention all groups, slow down, do not separate, keep the team connected, and advance slowly."

The thickening fog indicates that we are gradually approaching the core area of ​​the "Fog of Death," which is also the most dangerous region.

Because the core of consciousness of the fantasy species is often located in the core area, it will be very dangerous if they do not resist.

Sink knew that now was absolutely the most critical moment, and it was better to be slow than to act rashly.

".‖ah!"

"what!"

Screams came from all directions, and in an instant, the entire forest elf front was attacked.

"The outer perimeter teams will fight independently, while the inner perimeter teams will provide support as they see fit!"

As Sink shouted, she raised her arms high, her words carrying power as she spoke, and tangible power unfolded from her fingertips.

The fog was pushed back, and a relatively clear area suddenly appeared in the "Fog of Death".

Upon regaining their sight, the forest elves immediately discovered that their fellow creatures had been attacked by something.

"many!"

Forest elves, goblins, fairies, demons, orcs, monsters, and humans.

Numerous undead puppets from various races appeared before their eyes. These puppets had empty eyes and their bodies were manipulated like wooden puppets, making them appear extremely strange and terrifying.

However, those here were all elites of the forest elves, and this level of strangeness did not frighten them, as the fog was pushed aside and the situation became clear.

They immediately launched a counterattack.

First, the few enemies who had infiltrated the front line were eliminated, while the outer members used spirit magic to set up a defensive line.

The inner circle members took the lead and began clearing away the undead from the outside.

Once things became orderly, the battle lines acted like a meat grinder, clearing out large numbers of undead puppets.

The situation immediately turned in favor of the Forest Elf race.

However, despite the favorable situation, Sink did not relax. He remained focused on the battle and kept a close watch on the situation.

When facing a monster second only to a god, you can never be too careful.

Chapter 82 The Origin of the Fantasy Species

"Speaking of which, we've probably been discovered by now!"

Luo Hao scanned his surroundings. The hazy gray fog had become unusually thick, and shadowy figures stood in the fog, slowly approaching the two of them.

"Yes, strictly speaking, we are currently inside the body of a fantasy species, so of course we will be discovered."

Shubi nodded, and some of the machine guns were materialized, ready for battle.

"Oh? You mean, this fog itself is part of the fantasy species?"

"Of course, otherwise, why would it be named 'The Mist of Death'?"

Hugh remained expressionless, leaning her back against Luo Hao, watching the enemy in front of her warily.

"Could you tell me more about it? About the fantasy species? Consider it something I owe you."

Luo Hao chuckled lightly, showing no sign of tension; he didn't take these puppets seriously.

"Hmm... okay, let's discuss the details later!"

"No need, let's talk about it now! Shubi, there's nothing to worry about with these guys!"

With his arm raised, Luo Hao unleashed a violent shockwave, which, along with his forward slam, transformed into a distorted force field that crushed forward.

A large number of undead puppets were crushed by the shockwave, their bones and flesh blasted to smithereens.

They were simply unable to get up and fight.

After glancing at Luo Hao's battle record, Shubi nodded, put away her weapons, and handed the battlefield over to Luo Hao. She then began to talk about the situation of the "Fantasy Species".

"Divine Seeds are created from the concept of the world and a substance called 'Divine Essence.' They are the embodiment of the world's power and incredible miracles. But there are even rarer and more incredible miracles than Divine Seeds, and those are 'Imagination Seeds.'"

"If the Divine Species is the embodiment of Disberg, then the Fantasy Species is Disberg's offspring, which means... a small world."

"world?"

Luo Hao looked surprised.

This information truly surprised him.

Regarding the Fantasy Race, Luo Hao only knew about the "God of War Altshu's" vehicle, which later became the "Avant Heim" of the Skywing Race's kingdom.

Don't know anything else.

Therefore, Luo Hao has always been very curious about the formation of the fantasy species.

After all, this is a race ranked above the "Elf" race of the world's bloodline, so its origins must be extraordinary.

Although Luo Hao was surprised by the origin of Hughie's story, he felt it was quite appropriate.

"Yes, a world, but not a complete world. Strictly speaking, they are the same kind as the divine race, both being existences formed from concepts. However, the divine race is a mixture of 'divine essence,' while they are born from the intertwining of 'elf race.'"

"The 'Mist of Death' is a 'fantasy species' that embodies the concept of 'death.'"

"So, it means the underworld has become sentient, right?"

Luo Hao chuckled and shattered the approaching puppet with a single punch.

Shubi's introduction immediately reminded me of the "Six Realms" setting from my past life's legends: the "Divine Realm" where gods reside, the "Human Realm" where humans live, the "Demon Realm" where monsters live, and the "Demon Realm" or "Return of the Dead" where spirits dwell.

However, according to this setting, it leans more towards the Western perspective, tending towards the Western mythological concept that the underworld is located underground.

This "Mist of Death" is the underworld that has gained consciousness, and it instinctively begins to devour in order to fill itself.

"Underworld?"

Hugh tilted her head in confusion, unable to understand the meaning of the word.

"I'll explain later, let's continue."

Shubi nodded and continued, "The 'Fantasy Species' are themselves miniature worlds, so their physical size is enormous, but their true essence lies in their core consciousness."

"Once the core of consciousness is destroyed, it will disintegrate and return to the environment of Disburg."

"That's it!"

Luo Hao nodded. He understood. The Fantasy Species itself was a "world" that was very difficult to kill, but it had a weakness. Similar to the human brain, the core of a mechanical terminal housed the consciousness of the Fantasy Species.

Once shattered, consciousness generally vanishes as well, and such a massive "body" becomes uncontrollable and naturally falls.

In other words, he became a "vegetative state" person.

However, this raised a question for Luo Hao.

"What if a 'Fantasy Species' has its core consciousness shattered, but instead of collapsing, it is able to continue controlling its body?"