The fog here was strange.
After walking for nearly half an hour, Yan Gaoyuan sighed lightly and reached out to touch a nearby big tree.
He had noticed a mark he deliberately left behind.
Sure enough, unknowingly, they had returned to the starting point again!
"Sigh..."
He exhaled and glanced back at the others.
Although he couldn't see clearly, he keenly sensed their unease.
After all, many of them were green recruits, struggling to cope with such an unusual situation.
More importantly, whether it was just his illusion or not, he always felt like a pair of eyes was watching them from the shadows.
"Quite perceptive!"
Far away, hidden in the thick fog, Yu Ziyu frowned as he observed the group, noticing the vigilance in the young man leading them.
According to Qing'er, this guy's name was Yan Gaoyuan.
An extraordinary gifted person, and apparently someone of a special status.
"Hmph."
Yu Ziyu snorted coldly, unfazed.
His mist ability combined with illusions could subtly mislead these people without them realizing, making them anxious and wary.
If these people retreated from the mountain, fine.
But if they didn't, then don't blame him for being ruthless.
At that time, whoever they called—Yan Gaoyuan or Li Gaoyuan—would not matter to him.
...
Unknowingly, several hours passed. Deep in the mountain, the group led by Yan Gaoyuan finally stepped out of the strange circle and pressed onward into the mountain's depths.
What they didn't know was that in the thick fog, pairs of green, gleaming eyes were flickering.
At the same time, a pair of blood-red, almost mad eyes seemed to be repressing something.
The wind wolves and the flat-headed creature.
The wind wolves were naturally obeying Yu Ziyu's orders to block the group, while the flat-headed creature was Yu Ziyu's final trump card.
For this, Yu Ziyu sacrificed three drops of life essence to forcibly evolve the flat-headed creature into a sixth-tier mutated beast.
In terms of pure fighting power, it far exceeded the wind wolves that could spit wind blades.
But as a price, Yu Ziyu did not care about the flat-headed creature's life or death.
He forcibly brainwashed it through illusions.
One must know, the flat-headed creature was the most vengeful.
And now, in its simple memory, the group led by Yan Gaoyuan were its greatest enemies.
"Roar..."
A low growl broke free as the flat-headed creature suddenly dove downward, rushing towards the foot of the mountain.
At that moment—
"Awoooo, awoooo..."
Wolves howled loudly, echoing through the forest.
Wolves were the deadliest hunters deep in the mountain.
Now, accompanied by their howls, even Yan Gaoyuan's group far away felt a chill down their backs and a sense of dread.
"Did you hear that?"
Swallowing hard, a soldier spoke nervously.
"No way..."
Another soldier, thinking of something unbelievable, grew tense.
"Phew..."
The captain exhaled deeply, nodded at Yan Gaoyuan, and said solemnly:
"It should be wolves, though we don't know if they're mutated or normal."
He then glanced around and reminded:
"Hold your weapons tight. We can't let them get loose."
"Roger, Captain."
A dark-skinned soldier smiled as he raised his machine gun.
...
Time passed slowly, thick with tension.
Wiping the cold sweat from their brows, the soldiers became more cautious.
Every step was a thrill.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a shout shattered the deathly silence.
Yan Gaoyuan's face darkened instantly, and he instinctively activated his spiritual power.
But soon, looking down at the rookie whose foot had merely stepped into a pit, both Yan Gaoyuan and the captain's faces turned grim.
Yet they didn't scold him.
Because at this moment, not just this soldier, but everyone's nerves were stretched tight.
The oppressive fog in this mountain deep seemed to press on their minds in an indescribable way.
...
"It's starting."
Far away, Yu Ziyu, sitting deep in the valley, narrowed his eyes slightly.
Then, a scream pierced the entire mountain.
"No!"
With that piercing cry, a soldier's arm flew off.
At the same time, a pillar of blood shot into the sky.
Looking up, a streak of blue light appeared out of nowhere, severing the soldier's arm.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Shouts erupted as soldiers grabbed their weapons.
Then,
"Bang bang bang..."
Bullets poured down like rain, sparks flying in the thick fog.
"Howl..."
A mournful cry burst out, and from the fog lunged a giant wolf the size of a calf.
More terrifying, a faint blue radiance shimmered in its mouth.
"Run!"
With a fierce shout, Yan Gaoyuan wrapped himself in spiritual power and decisively threw a nearby soldier aside.
Then he unleashed a whip-like kick.
"Boom!"
A terrifying boom rolled as the fog billowed back.
The blue giant wolf whimpered low and was thrown flying backwards.
"Huff..."
Taking a deep breath, Yan Gaoyuan didn't have time to check the casualties.
Because now, the fog thickened his vision, and the trees seemed to transform into clawing, snarling monsters.
"This fog..."
In a low voice, the young man's heart sank like never before.
He faintly sensed something—this fog seemed alive.
But how could that be?
Before he could think further, screams echoed repeatedly from the fog.
At the same time, a strong stench of blood and decay hit them fiercely.
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