The nameless jungle.

In this underdeveloped area far away from the center of civilization, similar unnamed areas can be seen everywhere - although all land has lords, not all land can be reclaimed.

The kingdom did not have the extra manpower and material resources to develop border areas close to the wasteland of Gondor. Because the elves helped humans build a magnificent wall that surrounds the entire wasteland of Gondor, contemporary countries do not need to hoard too much troops on the border to deal with monsters that occasionally wander from the wasteland, so the border is in a vicious cycle of continuous decline.

There is not only one way to take from Cecil to the north, but the closest one is to cross the woods and walk on the official road. If you choose another route, you either have to bypass the entire area or have to travel through more dangerous and indestructible areas, which is not a wise choice.

The deeper the forest, the darker the sky became, and the thick rotten leaves piled up on the ground became more annoying. Although this place cannot be called a big forest, a forest that is not disturbed by humans and grows wildly has really made Gao Wen more knowledgeable. In his previous life, he lived in an artificial jungle cast by steel and cement. After many years of traveling through, he could only look at the world from an overly distant perspective. At this moment, he personally stepped into it and realized that his imagination of the natural environment was still too shallow.

Fortunately, he was gradually getting used to this body. The strong physical fitness and comprehensive qualities of this body make him relatively easy to face the challenge of survival in the wilderness. The Byron Knight and Amber next to him have experience traveling through mountains and forests, and the journey is still not that bad.

But Heti is about to suffer a little - even if the Cecil family has declined, it is still a noble family with a long history and direct loyalty to the king. Heti, who was born in it, is a noble lady with a strong root. In the aristocratic circle, this lady has been hard-working and has a hard work style, but she does need some experience in the face of the challenges of nature.

Besides, a mage cannot be much stronger in its physical strength.

Rebecca's performance surprised Gao Wen a little: this girl who looked like a high school girl on Earth did not fall behind all the way. She ran in a forest where there was no road at all, and was not even worse than those tall soldiers. Gao Wen asked curiously, but Rebecca was a little embarrassed when she answered: "When I was a child, I was crazy, always running around like a boy, and even exploring in the forest of the territory. At that time, I had not shown my magical talent. My father thought that I might be able to be trained to be a knight... As a result, he was disappointed. But although I could not walk the road of a knight, I usually pay attention to exercise. After all, the ancestral teachings said that to become a lord who can protect the people, I first need a strong body..."

Gao Wen nodded silently. Although this great-granddaughter with N+1 sometimes had a head that seemed to be stuck by a door, she was still quite simple and upright.

This is rare in the aristocratic circle.

The N-layer great-granddaughter next to me who was almost breathless is not learning a little.

"There may be some monsters deep in this forest, but they won't be very strong," Knight Byron used his sword to pick up a black thing from the ground. The thing slowly became transparent at the tip of his sword and gradually dissipated in the air. "The shadow elements are enriched, and the center of the forest should be a natural magic focus, but it should be the very weak one."

"It must be very weak," Amber turned a delicate little dagger in his hand, and looked at the surrounding situation. "If there is really a high-quality magic focus, this forest must have been announced by the Secret Arts Association or the Astrology Association since ancient times. And looking at the surrounding plants... there is no obvious mutation, which means that the level of elemental enrichment here cannot even affect the flowers and plants."

Gao Wen looked at the two wild survival experts a little surprised: "What do you understand very well?"

Rebecca glanced at Byron: "Uncle Byron was once a mercenary before he was loyal to my father."

Byron didn't seem to be used to mentioning past events: "It's all the past, Miss."

The little dagger in Amber's hand turned more and more happily: "Go, with a vicissitudes of life, who hasn't clicked over yet?"

Although the half-elves' face was full of expressions of "My past is also amazing, so come and ask me if it's okay?", Gao Wen did not intend to cooperate with the girl's performance at all. From this short day and a half contact, he was able to understand some of the other party's temperament. Her rich wild knowledge was probably because she was chased by the patrol team every now and then she had to go into the forest to survive. But if you really want to ask, she would definitely not say that. She would definitely make up a thrilling and magnificent story for you - such as traveling the entire continent and chatting with the Elf King...

While speaking, they had already walked another stretch of road deeper into the forest. The surrounding trees grew increasingly densely, and the sky light shining on the ground through the canopy became even more sparse.

Gao Wen raised his head, and among the shadowy branches, the huge sun was divided into tiny spots of light, as if a huge plate was pressed upside down in the sky, and the sunlight sprinkled on his body seemed to be even colder.

Betty, who had the weakest constitution, couldn't help but sneeze. She felt that her hands were so cold that the pan almost fell to the ground.

Amber stopped rotating the dagger's small movement. She suddenly lowered her body, and a warning look flashed in her light-colored eyes. She looked at Gao Wen and exhaled a breath as she spoke: "Do you think... the temperature is a little too low now?"

Herty suddenly looked at her eyes. Her fatigue when she was on the road was suppressed. She raised her staff and rushed to the ground with force, and at the same time she quickly recited a difficult spell: detect distortion.

This is a general magic. You can learn from the second level of the official mage, and all the way to the ninth level of the mage has corresponding spell models. This spell is not aggressive. Its function is to detect hidden energy phenomena within a certain range, such as hidden magic traps or invisible energy fields. In the case of complete casting, detecting distortion can detect energy traces that are up to one level higher than the caster's level - and Hety is a third-level mage.

In terms of profession level, Hetty, a third-level mage (the peak of the low level), is weaker than Byron, who has entered the middle level (although it is only the primary level), but from the perspective of the convenience and generality of magic, her spells can play a greater role than martial arts.

As the detection of distortion was activated, Gao Wen found that fog was rising around him.

No, that is not fog, but the spiritual energy hidden before, which is already rich enough to affect the material world.

They gathered from all directions, constantly enriching and becoming stronger. At this moment, they were so thick that it was almost impossible to see the trees dozens of meters away. In the rolling pale mist, some hazy shadows could be seen flashing by.

Betty widened his eyes in horror and was about to scream, but Gao Wen covered his mouth: "Shh, don't make a sound, it will alarm the things in the fog."

The little girl's eyes were wide open, tears were almost flowing out, and she nodded hard while holding on to the pan in her hand.

Gao Wen couldn't help but shake his head: I had never been scared to cry when I saw the dragon before, but I was so scared that I was so scared at this time. It's really different from human weaknesses.

"What are these?" Rebecca was also a little scared. She held the staff tightly. There were already some small sparks jumping at the tip of the staff. "When will we be surrounded by... these things?"

"Mistress of resentment, hell," Hetty gritted his teeth, "How could there be such a thing here?"

Grudge Misty, Gao Wen has found corresponding knowledge in his memory. It is a product that can be produced naturally or artificially. Among them, it is more common: where shadow energy gathers and the undead wanders, the Grudge Misty has an extremely low probability of appearing. It is part of the shadow environment, but it is affected by the breath of the undead, thus becoming extremely destructive. However, this fog is invisible after it appears - it will form and grow in the spiritual world, and in the material world, people cannot even see any trace.

Unless the victim has stepped into the depths of the fog.

It will unknowingly kill the victims who have fallen into it, and complete this process through low temperatures and illusions that invade the mind and fear. If ordinary people mistakenly enter it, they will often not understand what is going on until they die, because they will not see anything until they die.

The thick fog will not appear until the moment their souls fall into the shadow world and occupy all their dying memories.

It is also possible to create a fog of vengeful spirits, but the conditions are too harsh and the requirements for the caster are extremely high, and the effect is not as good as that of most spells of the same level. Therefore, those dark psychics will not waste time on this.

Gao Wen has drawn out his Trail Blazer Sword, but has not launched any attacks: The fog of the fog of the fog is special. Although it will be damaged as soon as it enters its range, in fact, it will not attack actively at the beginning. Those damages are just its inherent attributes as a "negative environment". Only when the "thing" in the fog is disturbed will it become violent.

The fog of resentful spirits after the violent turmoil is difficult to deal with.

Gao Wen was not sure whether the fog was already disturbed, so he did not order an attack. Instead, he carefully looked for the fog's weakness and was ready to break out. However, just as he did this, a gentle, ethereal laughter suddenly came into his ears from some direction in the depths of the fog.

Mom, I was actually fooled by a cloud of fog!

Gao Wen immediately raised his sword and waved his sword in the direction of the sound. A dark red light of fire escaped from the blade, dividing a vague image that emerged from the fog into two.
Chapter completed!