Wizard Immortal

Chapter 388 Lyon

"It's starting to get foggy outside."

Standing on his balcony at dawn, watching the mist rise in the distance, Adir murmured to himself.

Beside him, Coral and the others stood silently, watching the scenery gradually rising in the distance.

In the distance, wisps of white mist rose, gradually enveloping the entire city, obscuring all other scenery.

Amidst this white mist, wisps of black energy occasionally clung to the air, coalescing into human shapes like howling, resentful ghosts—utterly eerie.

"What do we do now? Stay here, or try to get out?"

After observing quietly for a while, watching the fog in the distance grow thicker and thicker, Kuss couldn't help but speak up.

"Let's wait and see." Adir's expression remained unchanged as he quietly observed the rising fog outside. "This fog won't last long; it will dissipate in three days at most."

"We'll decide whether to leave in three days."

Hearing this, the solemn expressions of the people around them eased slightly, and they nodded.

Adir had also witnessed this strange phenomenon of rising fog. The vision foretold by the Wheel of Fortune clearly showed that the fog would last for three whole days before dissipating.

In fact, not only in this city, but also in places around the world where large numbers of people gather, similar fog is rising and enveloping everything.

With the final itinerary confirmed and Adir present, everyone felt at ease and stayed there.

That day, with Adir's permission, Tilly and Coral walked out of the house together.

The fog here is strange. Although it looks very thick, as soon as a person walks in, the fog within a few meters around them will automatically disperse, as if it is deliberately making way for people.

As the morning sun began to rise, sounds began to emerge from all around, bringing a touch of life to the area.

The sudden thick fog caused many problems for city residents, making the surroundings quite noisy for a time.

The gradually lively atmosphere dispelled the fear, and by noon, Kuss mustered up the courage to say goodbye to Adir, seemingly preparing to go home first.

boom!boom!

At noon, a soft knock sounded on the door.

"Is Mr. Coral here?" A steady voice came from outside the door. Judging from the voice, he shouldn't be very old.

Hearing the voice, Coral and Tilly exchanged a glance, and finally decided to step forward.

He held a pistol in his hand and gestured to Tilly beside him with his eyes, indicating that he would react immediately if anything seemed amiss outside the door.

He walked quietly to the door, took a deep breath, stared intently at the door, and opened it with all his might in an instant.

With a creak, the old door was opened by Coral, and the people outside immediately rushed in.

"So fast!"

In the blink of an eye, Coral's eyes narrowed, and the thought flashed through his mind before he felt a sharp pain in his wrist as a tall figure snatched the pistol from his hand.

"Pointing a gun at a guest is not a good habit."

He gently handed the stolen pistol to the man behind him, and with a smile, he grasped Coral's wrist.

It was a young-looking, handsome man, probably in his early twenties, wearing a black uniform. He was smiling gently, appearing quite relaxed: "You're Officer Coral?"

He looked at Coral in front of him and asked with a light laugh.

"Who are you?"

With his wrist gripped, feeling the pain and weakness in his wrist joint, Coral's expression remained cold and stern, showing no sign of tension after his weapon was taken away.

"Me?" The young man opposite him paused, seemingly surprised by Coral's reaction, then laughed and said, "My name is Lyon, and strictly speaking, I'm your superior."

"I don't recall ever having a boss like you," Coral said coldly, showing no kindness whatsoever.

"You didn't have that before," Lyon nodded seriously. "But from now on, you do."

"Let go of my father." Looking at the dark mass of people in front of her, and Leon holding Coral's arm, Tilly spoke up. Her face was calm, without any tension or fear that one would normally feel upon seeing such a scene.

"What if I don't let go?" Looking at Tilly in front of him and sensing her calmness, Leon was somewhat surprised.

Tilly didn't speak, but quietly stepped back, looking at Leon with a strange expression.

Feeling uncomfortable under that strange gaze, Leon was suddenly overcome with pressure before he could do anything.

Like a mountain crashing down, everything around them began to change in an instant. Even the air seemed to become heavy, and every speck of dust and every particle of air began to condense and solidify, turning into a tremendous pressure that pressed down on them in an instant.

It was like a mortal facing a dragon, or falling from a height of thousands of meters. An indescribable and terrifying pressure surged from their hearts, causing all sorts of fears to surface. For a moment, they almost lost control of their bodies and wanted to kneel down.

drop···

The sound of a drop of sweat falling to the ground rang out.

Standing in front of the gate, Lyon was drenched in sweat, as if he had just taken a bath. Cold sweat dripped from his body, soaking all his clothes.

Forcibly suppressing the intense fear rising within him, he barely managed to lift his head and slowly look in a certain direction.

As his gaze shifted, a pair of silver eyes slowly appeared before him.

boom!

At that moment, his head jolted, and everything around him was quickly swallowed by darkness. All that remained in his vision were a pair of terrifying eyes and that dreadful gaze.

It wasn't until the next moment that he suddenly awoke, snapping out of his instinctive intimidation and seeing the true nature of those eyes.

It was a boy in a school uniform, very thin, and looked to be about ten years old. He had a delicate face, but no expression on his face. At that moment, his eyes were looking in his direction.

"That... just one look from him, and it made me..."

Looking at the boy appearing in the distance, Leon's face was bitter. At this moment, he felt an unprecedented horror, and at the same time, a strong sense of vigilance rose in his heart: "Such a terrifying Awakener, if he chooses to riot, the entire kingdom will probably suffer huge losses..."

bump···

Before I could think for long, a sharp pain shot through my chest, accompanied by a figure quickly standing up.

With a single punch, he knocked Leon to the ground. Seeing Leon covered in cold sweat, Coral snorted coldly, then walked to the side, picked up his pistol, and pointed it directly at Leon.

"Speak, who are you?"

(End of this chapter)