Looking at the extremely pure pitch black night around him, Greg's heart sank involuntarily.

Compared to the fact that all his sentinels were killed, Greg believed that they had lost their way and could not find the way back.

A bad guess came to Greg's mind.

What if it wasn't night that was covering them in front of them?

Under the scorching sun, a strange black mist, like a tangible existence, stood in front of them, dividing the whole world into two.

Greg couldn't help but think about it.

He had seen this kind of scene not just once, but twice.

The first time was at the Broken Mouth Blood Fortress. As the most trusted general around Chief Hai Ridong, he went to see if the methods of the Undead Empire's special envoys were really as effective as they boasted.

The second time, just a week ago, when the fog barrier that separated things appeared out of thin air, he was also sent out by Chief Hai Ridong to check the situation.

With just one glance, Chief Greg was able to confirm that the fog barrier was exactly the same as the one that shrouded the Blood Castle of the Broken Mouth and was definitely not formed by natural forces.

It was his opinion that made Chief Hairidong immediately give up further testing of the fog barrier and put all his energy on Sophia Liya's side.

It's just that they all ignored one problem before. The enemy has the ability to create a fog barrier, and can create a fog to cover their camp, just like what they did to the Broken Blood Fort.

What if the sky above their camp never lights up again in a short period of time?

Greg, who is known for his bravery, was shocked by his guess.

If this happens, the enemy doesn't need to attack them at all. It won't be long before the Odin orc tribe, surrounded by the fog, will be unable to bear it and rush outside.

Not to mention the fact that they could kill each other due to misunderstandings in the fog where they couldn't see their hands, but just saying that they rushed out of the fog in separate orders because of inconsistent orders would be a very fatal thing.

Don't forget that three kilometers across from them is the enemy's intact camp.

They only need to direct their ferocious long-range firepower there, and as many as they come out will die.

Chief Greg felt like he had fallen into an icehouse. The more he thought about it, the colder he became. The more he looked at the surrounding situation, the more it matched his guess.

For Chief Greg, the biggest question is, once you know what the problem is, how do you solve it?

Although this fog was first used by the Odin Orcs, there are probably not many Odin Orcs who can explain its operating principle clearly.

Let alone find a way to get rid of it.

If the fog cannot be dispelled, everything else is empty talk.

Chief Greg now misses smart people like Terrence very much. The two of them usually don't get along very well, but at critical moments, they still have someone to discuss.

As time went on, the sun did not rise for a long time, confirming Chief Greg's suspicion, and at the same time further exacerbating the uneasiness in the hearts of the Odin orcs below.
Chapter completed!