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Chapter 148 Ignorance is the greatest obstacle to survival.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

At the top of the cliff, the cold wind howled.

Arsen held the binoculars, but after seeing Ollie rush into the blood mist and become unable to see clearly, he slowly put the binoculars down.

"Hmph, how can mere blood mist stop the iron hooves of my Great North Wind Empire?"

The deputy leader, Ya Lian, stood to the side, his face gloomy, his brows furrowed with resentment and jealousy.

"That kid is incredibly lucky; he easily seized the initiative."

His words were tinged with bitterness, and his fists were clenched.

"In the Asian Union, the battlefield is full of variables, and it is too early to draw conclusions at this time."

The strategist, Qiao Shan, gently stroked the graying beard on his chin, his eyes gleaming with a profound light.

"Hmph, I should have been the one to lead the charge, but you all wouldn't let me."

The Asian Union was very dissatisfied.

Qiao Shan shook his head helplessly, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes.

Just then, Arsen's voice rang out.

"What is the situation between Eastern Xia and Western Tu?

Upon hearing this, Qiao Shan immediately composed himself and respectfully replied:

"There has been no news from the West yet, perhaps due to the great distance, which has caused delays in information transmission."

"As for Dongxia, they seem to have arrived here earlier than we have."

"But strangely, they didn't launch any offensive operations; instead, they were busy setting up camp and planting crops. This..."

At this point, Qiao Shan paused, his brows furrowing.

Upon hearing this, Asia Union couldn't help but chuckle, interrupting Qiao Shan's hesitation.

"Seedlings? Haha, those Dongxia people are utterly ridiculous!"

"Do they think this is their backyard where they can leisurely grow vegetables?"

His laughter carried a hint of mockery and disdain.

Yasen gave Asia Union a cold glance, and that icy gaze instantly silenced Asia Union's laughter.

"Asian Union, don't interrupt."

"Go on."

"Well, it's nothing much. It's just that the people from Dongxia sent an envoy to tell us that if we want to live, we shouldn't go into that blood mist."

At this point, Qiao Shan paused for a moment, then continued:

"Furthermore, do not attempt to approach its center to find the source of the blood mist."

Upon hearing this, Asia Union's disdain was palpable.

"They're just a bunch of cowards."

"Afraid of this and that"

"I think they're just trying to fool us!"

"Otherwise, if they knew the blood mist was dangerous, why didn't they leave?"

"They simply want us to leave so they can reap the benefits!"

"Isn't this the eldest brother!"

Asia Union looked at Yasin.

Arsen did not answer, but stared at the blood mist, then nodded.

"Well, now that we're here, there's no turning back."

"No matter what lies ahead, just kill it."

"This is the king's command."

"Hahaha"

Hearing his elder brother's approval, Ya Lian laughed heartily.

"What a pity."

"Maybe Ollie has already found the source of the blood mist, who knows?"

"Let those cowardly Eastern Xia people see the might of my Great Northern Wind Empire!"

At this moment, within the blood mist.

In that chaotic place shrouded in blood-red gloom.

The army's formidable defensive line crumbled like a fragile sandcastle under the influence of an invisible force.

The air around us seemed to freeze.

Only wisps of blood mist, like messengers from the underworld, silently slipped through the cracks, adding an ominous air to the battlefield.

In the beginning, there were those warriors clad in heavy armor and riding tall horses.

They did not pay much attention to this uninvited guest.

"Hehe, what's there to be afraid of with just a little red mist?"

A cavalryman of a bold and unrestrained nature wore a disdainful smile.

He boldly extended his gauntlet-covered fingers, wanting to find out what was going on.

He secretly calculated that even if there was real danger, it would only be the pain of losing a finger, nothing to worry about.

However, fate often strikes unexpectedly.

It reveals its most cruel side.

The calm was shattered the moment those cold fingertips gently touched the seemingly harmless blood mist.

The blood mist seemed to come alive, frantically wrapping around the finger.

Like a hungry beast tearing at its prey.

Beneath the metal gloves, a sizzling sound of flesh being rapidly corroded could be heard, sending chills down one's spine.

"Ahhhhh!"

A heart-wrenching scream suddenly rang out.

Like a sharp sword slicing through the silent night sky, it echoed through this space shrouded in blood.

The cavalryman's face turned deathly pale in a very short time.

He clutched his fingers, which had been swallowed by the blood mist up to his wrist, and rolled on the ground in agony.

The surrounding cavalrymen were stunned by this sudden turn of events.

They all stopped what they were doing, their eyes filled with disbelief and fear.

What's even more chilling is that the blood mist didn't stop there.

It seemed to have developed self-awareness.

After devouring the first finger, it spread even more rampantly.

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The speed is astonishing.

In that tense, suffocating moment, a sharp and resolute voice rang out.

"Quickly, chop off his hand!"

Under the order, a soldier gripped the hilt of his knife tightly.

Just as the cold blade was about to touch the cavalryman's hand, which was shrouded in blood mist.

A heart-wrenching wail suddenly erupted in the air—

"Ahhhhh!"

Perhaps it was out of fear, or perhaps it was because of the pain.

The cavalryman dodged the slash.

However, in the instant he dodged, the creature had already been corroded beyond recognition.

It glided silently through the air and touched the solid shoulder of another cavalryman next to it.

"Ahhhhh!"

Another scream rang out, this time from the cavalryman who had been touched.

His shoulder was instantly covered in a mist of blood, his skin rapidly ulcerated, and his flesh became a bloody mess. A look of pain contorted his face.

He struggled with all his might to break free from the terrible curse, but in the chaos, he collided with another person.

Like an unstoppable chain reaction, fear and death spread rapidly like a plague.

One pass ten, ten pass a hundred.

The entire military formation seemed to be torn apart by an invisible force, and the originally orderly array collapsed instantly.

The soldiers' eyes no longer held unwavering conviction, but rather deep fear and despair.

"Run, run!"

"Yes, it's a curse."

"Will die"

A group of people fled in fear, and the army formation was completely destroyed.

The next moment, a cloud of blood mist filled the sky, instantly corroding and devouring a thousand cavalrymen.

Only Ollie struggled to resist with his magic.

"No!"

Ollie let out a desperate roar.

Blood mist filled the air, turning the battlefield a dark red.

Every drop of blood that fell seemed to be telling a lament for death.

Ollie is now on the verge of collapse.

He stared at the scene before him, now turned to blood, his heart filled with disbelief and despair.

"No! Why is this happening!"

"I'll fight you to the death!!!!"

I don't know who I'm calling out to, or what I'm shouting for.

Ori activated the framework, and the magic power within him ignited like a wildfire, instantly constructing an indestructible defensive structure.

It drove him to charge forward recklessly.

Each step shattered the tranquility of the air, leaving behind trails of afterimages.

The sharp blade he gripped tightly danced wildly in the air.

Each swing seemed to tear through the void and rip open the blood mist.

Armor, once a symbol of his glory.

But now it is being gradually eroded by the blood-red mist.

Like an ancient sculpture eroded by time, it gradually reveals its mottled appearance and fragility.

The crimson mist seemed to have a life of its own, greedily devouring his skin and pushing him step by step toward the abyss of death.

However, at the end of this despair.

Ollie finally caught a glimmer of light—

It was a blurry figure, appearing and disappearing under the cover of the blood mist.

(End of this chapter)