The black fog in the box of Eribos does have great resistance to spells, which has been confirmed in the underground ruins of the Orcs' Court. When the underground fog spreads, except for a small number of special spells, basically no mage can curb its spread, so everyone had to pay some price to seal it in the white crystal box that isolates all negative energy?? ?

Where did the weird magic resistance come from? This is indeed a mystery. After applying for the research rights of the Eripoth Box, the second research group of the Imperial Royal Mage Association has been trying to solve this problem. Unfortunately, there has been no results for several months. Their only result is that positive energy and holy light, which have the ability to purify, can slightly curb the spread of the black fog, and to some extent, can weaken it a little.

But no one knows that the black fog will be "angry" due to the illumination of the holy light.

The fog will be angry? It makes people feel inexplicable when it comes to saying this, but that's the truth.

In 833, one early summer night, on the Imperial Capital Truth Avenue, around the Mage Association, the black sea of ​​fog was surging with rage, as if boiling, and the layers of black waves were as if they had life, accurately hitting Robzek's direction.

The wave is full of momentum, and the force contained in it seems to be able to smash the entire street. The harsh sound explosion caused by the torn atmosphere echoes over the imperial capital, disturbing countless sleeping people.

"Good guy."

Robzek narrowed his eyes slightly. The paladin's body and spirit had already been tempered to the level of mortality in a long period of battle and meditation. At the moment when the fog sea was boiling, he was ready to deal with the attack. Faced with the fog waves attacked by the sound, the extremely spiritual paladin took a serious step forward. He raised his left hand, and the sacred runes turned in the palm of his hand.

"shield."

As soon as the simple and powerful words were finished, a silver-white semicircular light curtain suddenly unfolded with it as the center, covering Robzek and the street behind him.

【Holy Words·Barrier】

The moment the black waves hit the light shield, they were bounced away by the hot light. The counterattacking holy light shattered the black fog. The violent shock waves overflowed towards the eight magics, knocking out large pits of surrounding houses and streets. The hexagonal grid supported by runes appeared layer by layer on the surface of the light shield, appearing indestructible.

"Let those city guards evacuate quickly! This is not a place they can stay!"

In the light shield, the old wizard called a loud order, ordering the ordinary people who were still lingering around to evacuate as soon as possible: "Closing the nearest three blocks, and sending people to inform Nostradamus and His Majesty!"

When these two people take action, no matter how strange the black fog is, it will be completely solved.

After hearing this command, several other mages did not hesitate at all. They immediately went to evacuate the people and used spells to notify Nostradamus. Seeing this, Mage Bai's expression was a little relaxed, but he still had a bad premonition in his heart.

The loss of control of the Eribos Box is like the last demon sacrifice incident. It was a serious mistake. The demon incident caused several senior officials of the City Defense Forces and the Imperial Guard to be demoted or transferred to idle positions. The Mage Association's mistake this time caused greater losses than the Demon Event, and the punishments were undoubtedly greater. Perhaps several team leaders would be dismissed and the association's budget would be reduced.

But Master Bai’s concern was not because of this. He was not from the second group. The other party’s mistake had nothing to do with him, and even the punishment would not be too heavy. The reason why he had a bad premonition was because of the strange and sacred singing that had come from the black fog before.

That was not a real voice, but a spiritual echo that resounded directly in the mind. The voice that could cross the will barrier of a golden peak master and appear in his heart is definitely worthy of being vigilant.

"Yela, Yila"

As if in line with the old master's thoughts, a tiny and clear singing came leisurely from the black fog. Robzek and the old master widened their eyes together. They both felt a creepy sense of crisis at the same time, but they didn't know where it was born.

"What's this sound?"

Before he finished speaking the puzzled words, the Paladin spirit who was maintaining the barrier of the Holy Word suddenly became in a trance. He felt a strange voice in his mind whispering. The voice seemed to be coming from a very distant place, trivial and scattered, intermittent, as if it was telling, and as if it was praising. The song should be part of a sacred verse, but it could not make people feel at all at ease. It was only a distorted and dizzy disgusting feeling.

For this reason, there was a trace of error in the operation of the holy light that should not have happened, and a gap appeared in the silver-white light shield without any flaws.

The black fog that was originally scattered by the barrier of the Holy Word suddenly burst out. It suddenly passed through the light shield that had appeared in a gap and penetrated into it. Both Robzek and the White Master seemed to have been petrified and were swallowed by it without any resistance.

"Captain Moore!"

"Mr. Robzek!"

The other mages and the church knights who had just arrived from their residence not far away were waiting to support saw this scene and exclaimed in surprise. The young mage named Vila, who had just used the communication array to notify Nostradamus, looked at the black fog that had gradually calmed down after swallowing the two of them, and his face was full of shock and doubt.

Master Bai, known as Moore, is the leader of the third research group of the Royal Mage Association and his mentor. The old man has the strength to be close to the extreme. Although the black fog in the box of Eripoth is strange, it is impossible to defeat a golden peak master so simply.

The church knights on the side were even more surprised. Robzek's strength was stronger than Moore, and it was in the extreme state of mind. Moreover, as a paladin, his resistance was definitely a little higher than that of the mage of the same level. However, this time the two of them were swallowed by the black fog without any resistance at the same time, which was simply incredible.

Even the army of monsters in the Plagueland cannot do this.

The sound of rapid footsteps came from the other end of the street, which was the sound of the surrounding people evacuating quickly. Thousands of residents of the imperial capital were rudely awakened from their sleep. The mages used spells to half-force the group of people to leave their residences and stay away from the dangerous black fog.

Under the protection of several church knights, a beautiful woman with long platinum and black eyes covered with black eye masks also came to the vicinity of the Way of Truth. Her arrival made other confusion around the church members regain their spirits. After getting rid of the confusion caused by Robzek being swallowed by the black fog, these knights who had found their backbone came to the side of the eldest woman again.

"Sir Saya!"

A knight who saw the Paladin fighting with the Black Mist and was swallowed bowed to the nun named Shaye. He whispered and briefly reported: "Lord Robzek fought with the Black Mist, unexpectedly failed, and is now swallowed by him, and his whereabouts are unknown!"

"I know."

A gentle and ethereal voice sounded, Saya nodded slightly and replied calmly: "Stay in the scene well, don't let the black fog spread... Robzek has nothing to do, his fire of life is still burning, as stable as usual."

"yes!"

After receiving the order, several church knights quickly headed to the edge of the black fog. At this time, most of the people had been evacuated. Apart from the black fog ocean, there were only empty houses and streets full of pits. They joined forces with each other. Although the magic circles were likely to be useless, they could delay for a while.

At the same time, Saya turned her head silently, and she looked in the direction where the black fog was. Although her eyes were covered by eye masks, it seemed that it could not stop the woman's vision. She looked directly at the calm black fog, and the nun's expression changed slightly: "It's not an existence in the world... What exactly is it in the Eribos Box..."

As time and space turbulent, when Joshua and Nostradamus came to the vicinity of the Royal Mage Society, they saw this scene.

A huge and weird ball of black mist that occupied most of the block was entrenched in the center of the street. It had a huge volume of hundreds of meters long and dozens of meters high. Although it seemed to be a mist that scattered as soon as it was blown, it was actually a bottomless dark energy gathering. But what was amazing was that neither the warrior nor the old mage sensed the obvious negative energy reaction.

Around the fog, more than a dozen church knights and digital association mages joined forces to block it from the surrounding streets. They are setting up magic circles to block the black fog in a certain area.

“…a little big.”

Nodding slightly, Joshua had to admit that the black fog sea in front of him was indeed a little bigger than he had imagined. He frowned and said, "I originally thought that no matter how exaggerated it was, I could only swallow a few houses. Master Nostradamus, this is no longer just an experimental mistake."

This is simply an experimental disaster!

"...It's so embarrassing! Where is the Hasselblad?!"

After seeing this, Nostradamus was stunned for a long time. He was very familiar with the terrain around the mage association. He could tell at a glance that the black fog had completely wrapped the entire Royal Mage Association and was a man named Joshua, an outsider, which really made Nostradamus, who was the president of the association, feel a little worried. Suddenly, the old mage shouted loudly: "This old guy has caused such a big trouble, but the person disappeared?! It's embarrassing, quit the association as soon as possible! Where are the Moors? At this point in time, he should be in the association, why are there no one!"

"I'll deal with such a big mess, what's the point of asking you guys!"

A young mage who was building a magical radius map noticed the sound behind him. When he looked back, he was shocked to the point where the staff in his hand fell off. But he didn't care about these for the time being, and the young mage immediately ran towards Nostradamus's position.

After seeing the young mage, Nostradamus's face looked a little better. When the other party came to him, the old mage asked seriously: "Villa, what's going on? When you reported to me, you didn't say that the black fog had spread to this level! And where is your mentor Moor?"

"Sir, Lord! I don't know this either!"

Although the young mage was a little nervous and panicked, his report was logical: "I was originally conducting an experiment with my supervisor, but suddenly there was a huge crack in the second underground laboratory. The supervisor felt something was wrong, so he terminated the experiment and asked me to go out and take a look. The result..."

"The mist is spreading, right?"

After interrupting Vera's words, Nostradamus turned to look at the Black Mist. His eyes narrowed, and his expression was a little scary: "Hasselblad, he must have violated the experimental regulations, and it is also true. The time limit is coming soon. If there is no result, his prestige will plummet!"

"Stay on." He nodded slightly and signaled to Vera to continue.

"Yes!"

After swallowing, the young mage told the story one by one. For example, Moore summoned all other mages who were still in the association to terminate the experiment, evacuate quickly, and took the lead in stopping the spread of the black fog. However, due to the magic resistance of the black fog, the effect was not great. As the situation worsened, Robzek, the leader of the church delegation, arrived to assist Moore in temporarily suppressing the black fog.

Speaking of this, Vera's expression was confused and puzzled: "It is obvious that Mr. Robzek has completely suppressed the black fog, and the holy light does have a restraining effect on it, but the black fog suddenly exploded and counterattacked the mentor and Mr. Robzek. Then, the two of them were swallowed by the black fog as if they were petrified!"

The last narrative is a bit vague. The tone of the young mage seemed to be self-doubting. He even felt that what he saw was an hallucination, but both Nostradamus and Joshua who were listening silently could understand it, because this was indeed a very incredible thing. No one would have thought that a paladin of the extreme spirit and a master who was close to the extreme spirit would fall into the hands of a strange black fog.

And there is no power to resist.

This thing is a bit awesome.

Joshua nodded thoughtfully, and turned to look at the calm sea of ​​fog, thinking that the ability of this thing was not very consistent with the powerful monsters related to fog in his memory. Although those monsters were powerful, they were definitely not as strong as this level.

But just this glance made the warrior stunned. He seemed to have seen something, and then his expression changed slightly, and he looked at the bottomless darkness solemnly.

On the side, the communication between Vera and Nostradamus continued. After confirming a few details, the old mage took a deep breath: "The mist of life... It seems that we are all wrong. The box of Eribos is not a box containing sacrificial holy objects of ancient races, but a container similar to a lich's life box, carrying part of the life of the ancient evil creatures sacrificed."

When talking about evil things, Nostradamus paused slightly, but finally made this definition firmly: "It caused great damage, and even caused the casualties of the second group of the association, the third group leader, and the church delegation leader Robzek, who could be destroyed if necessary."

"No."

A gentle voice sounded from behind the old mage's side: "They were not dead, neither Captain Robzek nor the few mages you mentioned were dead. The fire of their life was still vigorous, but it was covered with a shadow."

Surrounded by several knights, a woman with a platinum-colored platinum walked slowly towards Nostradamus, Joshua and others. Her eyes were blindfolded, but her face was accurately facing the two of them. The woman shook her head slightly and said, "Although this fog is weird and has strong corrosiveness, it cannot kill those strong people so easily. If we move quickly, we can still rescue them."

“…Gladden Monastery, the Grand Sister of the Second Battle Monk, Saya.”

Recognizing the other party's identity, Nostradamus did not make much conciliation, and now it is not the time to pay attention to etiquette. He spoke directly: "Captain Robzek, the church delegation, has also been trapped in the black fog, but looking at your expression, it seems that he is not very worried."

After pausing for a while, the old mage changed his statement. He frowned and asked seriously: "In other words, do you have any solutions to the current situation?"

He nodded gently, and the nun named Saya was about to speak, but she suddenly turned her head and looked beside the old master.
Chapter completed!