Compared with the expedition to the Forest Spirit World, the leakage of coordinates of the Forest Spirit Plane is a truly terrible thing. Before the birth of a fourth-level wizard in the expeditionary army, it was impossible for the demon army to retreat.

The situation is very unfavorable to [Crow Phantom]!

In this case, facing the threat of the abyss demon army, if you lose the ally [Foot Blood Shadow] again, it would be a worse problem for [Crow Phantom].

After all, although [Tail Blood Shadow] lost the Crowley Wizard, there was also the third-level wizard Catherine, and the numerous vampire wizards under his command.

"All we can do now is to delay time as much as possible!" Gustav's face murmur and sighed.

"Only Lord Frosley, who merges the heart of the world and is promoted to the wizard of all spirits, can the threat of the army of demons in the abyss and the Thousand-Handed Demon be lifted!"

Christina bit her lips and said nothing, and a look of inexplicable sadness appeared on her face.

Once upon a time, the situation was so bad that the invasion of the Thousand-Handed Demons and the Abyss Demons led to the fall of Mitchell and Crowley, and the [Crow Phantom] and even the Dark Extreme Realm, before this, there was even a thousand years when the third-level wizard had not yet fallen.

All hope can only be placed on Flosley!

"It must... be successful!"

Christina prayed in her heart, took a deep breath, her face becoming more and more serious.

...

War Ghost World, Dalian Tribe.

A dark light appeared in the sky in the distance, and the light shone through the layers of fog below, bringing a hint of brightness to the world.

The Solu Plain is dead silent.

The original Black Fog Season has always been a day when evil beasts and evil demons danced around. The major tribes on the plains will try their best to resist the invasion of fog as much as possible, and many tribes will even be destroyed by this.

In the memory of the War Ghost Tribe, the Black Fog Season has always been a disaster-like season!

However, this year's Black Fog Season, the Solu Plain was particularly calm. Except for the first month, some alienated evil beasts appeared, but soon disappeared.

All of this is Enzo's behavior!

In order to awaken the disaster crow and bury it with powerful people, Enzo almost cleared the evil beasts of the entire Solu Plain at the beginning of the Black Mist Season, leaving only two or three big cats and puppies, which obviously could no longer pose a threat to the Solu Plain.

On this day, the Dalian tribe.

In front of it is a flat field, and plants grow in the soft soil that resemble women's living organs. The huge petals are gathered, and the surface is covered with meridians similar to blood vessels, which are constantly beating like a heart.

In place, Enzo looked ahead.

On his shoulders, Sani, who was as green as jade, stood quietly on it, looking at the fields with her lively eyes, flashing with a hint of smugness.

"How is it? It's not bad!"

The jade crow was proud and stared at the fields as if he was seeking credit.

"Thank you for your hard work, Sani!"
Chapter completed!