On the surface, between the two, one was filled with surging black fog, while the other was filled with white fog. With each of their strongholds as the center, the fog spread out in all directions.
However, the actual situation was not like that.
On the Abyssal Demons' side, although the Abyss Cities were different, most of them did not leave the Abyssal Demon Fog. Many Demon Ancestors led countless Abyssal Demon Dragons and Abyssal Demons to charge at the Dimensional Forsaken Ones' strongholds one after another. In the face of a true civilization war, under the guidance of the Abyssal Demons, no matter how strong these strongholds were, they were just like mantises trying to stop a chariot.
At most, they would bring more Abyssal Demon Dragon corpses to this empty and desolate illusory world.
The characteristics of the Abyssal Demons was that they would never play tricks with any hostile creatures. Thus, from the beginning to the end, they had no intention of playing tricks with another civilization that they had never met. They were trying to win over these neutrals.
On the other side.
Compared to the Abyssal Demonic Fog that gushed out of the Perforated Door and expanded aimlessly in all directions, the Abyssal Demon Ancestor Legion killed the Demonic Fog one step ahead. The white fog was more like the tentacles of an octopus, rushing directly to each stronghold instead of spreading aimlessly slowly. It was incredibly fast.
The Dimensional Forsaken Ones naturally knew that their doomsday was approaching. This was the Endless World clearing out the impurities in their bodies, allowing the Material World to operate more efficiently.
However, in the face of life and death, the Forsaken Ones would never give up. Facing the wall of white fog that covered the sky and earth, they were fully armed and prepared for battle, waiting for the enemy's attack in the white fog.
However, after a few breaths, there was nothing but white fog. There was no so-called enemy at all.
A ferocious monster that was drooling, its entire body covered in white bone spikes, opened its chest, and slowly poked out a green head. After sniffing twice, it screamed hoarsely, "This white fog is poisonous!"
After saying that, the green head instantly returned to its chest.
After this ferocious monster covered in bone spurs let out a deep roar, it was like an ugly hedgehog that stood up. A wave of air spread out from its body with a buzzing sound. It was like billions of needles that weaved in between the bowing objects.
"Awaken!"
This was a demon dragon with blue flames. The blue flames spewed out in all directions, and wherever the flames passed, the white mist was corroded. Then, it flapped its flaming wings, and the blue flames formed an absolute domain of thousands of meters. Shu Tong's eyes scanned the surroundings.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom …
The other monsters also unleashed their own powers. Amidst the monsters' crazy bombardment, large tracts of white fog were dispelled and purified. After a long while, the monsters' aimless attacks gradually stopped. Apart from the white fog that covered the sky and the ground, it was still as gloomy as before.
The Forsaken gradually gathered together and stared at each other. They could all feel the fear of this unknown power from each other.
"Hmm? What is this?! "
There was a monster of the thunder attribute that looked like a birdman. It was holding a short hammer in its hand, and electric arcs were flashing across its body. To its surprise, it discovered that short little things that looked like golden needle mushrooms were growing out of its body, and there were more and more of them.
This was not an isolated phenomenon. The other Forsaken also had similar phenomena on their bodies.
Whether it was elemental creatures, flesh creatures, or even rare creatures of law, pale white mushrooms that were one or two centimeters tall had grown on their bodies. Moreover, more and more of them were growing, densely packed together. The monsters were completely unaware of this. The unknown was more terrifying than death, and fear spread.
Finally, some people could not bear this psychological pressure. If it was death after a rumbling battle, the Forsaken would not be afraid, but this kind of unknown waiting gradually made them begin to collapse and flee.
No matter what, they had to find a way out first!
Xiu! Xiu! Xiu! Xiu! Xiu …
Although some people insisted on staying, most of the Forsaken simply ignored them and fled in all directions, hoping to escape from the white fog as soon as possible.
Apart from the white fog, there was only white fog and a deathly silence.
Among the fugitives, there was a monster that looked like a combination of a steel mane and a lion. It kept grunting. Its body was already covered in densely packed short enoki mushrooms. It had tried everything, but hurting these enoki mushrooms was as painful as cutting off its own limbs, as if these enoki mushrooms were part of its body.
As the number of these mushrooms increased, the power in its body seemed to be constantly being absorbed, and it became weaker and weaker.
It could no longer suppress its true form and continued to expand. The expanding true form created a gap for the growth of the mushrooms, and they kept popping out like bamboo shoots after the rain.
After flying aimlessly for an unknown amount of time, this monster with a true form of more than a thousand meters was completely covered by the mushrooms, and it fell heavily on the vast land of white bones.
It kept twitching, but it became weaker and weaker.
After a period of time, under the densely packed enoki mushrooms, following a series of frantic squirming and shrinking movements, it resembled the irregular and twisted monster that Grimm had seen at the exit of the Perforation Gate. The monster twisted its irregular body and absorbed all the nutrients in its surroundings. Then, with a soundless roar, it exploded into powder with a "boom" and became a part of the white mist.
Among the monsters that stayed in place, there was a strange creature that looked like a wizard. It focused on researching the relationship between living creatures, the characteristics of their abilities, and so on.
These monsters that gathered together continuously expelled the white fog around them, but they could not avoid the erosion, and the mushrooms grew one after another.
Although they were much slower than the fugitives, they seemed to have seen the tragic side that was about to come, and their expressions were solemn.
This researcher looked like an old goat. He wore black-rimmed glasses and was observing the characteristics of these mushrooms.
After a while, the old goat murmured, "We are in its stomach. This white fog is actually countless cells, and every cell has nerve perception, has the ability to think, has muscle fibers, and also has the ability to digest! After they enter the body, they are like a kind of malignant cancer, deceiving our body's immunity and perception, and then endlessly dividing and replicating, finally completely replacing us, and becoming a part of it. "
"Can't we kill them?"
Even this puppet had mushrooms growing on its body.
"In fact, we are killing them continuously now, but other than a few special races, our own destructive power will never be able to surpass the energy provided by death."
The explanation of the old goat made everyone feel like they had fallen into an ice cave. A three-headed cuckoo said unwillingly, "If we can continue like this, we can at least last for a thousand years. Can we find a way to stop the white fog from invading our bodies?"
"There should be a way to stop the Endless World, but it is not something that we can find in such a short time."
Then, the old goat closed its eyes and said in a heavy tone, "Moreover, these things obviously have more than just this little ability …"
As if responding to the old goat's words, in the fog in the sky, twisted monstrous figures appeared one after another, and then these monstrous figures kept merging with each other, becoming bigger and bigger.
In the desperate counterattack of the Forsaken Ones below, a 'dong' sound shone on the white bone land. After wriggling for a while, it began to shrink, and then gradually evaporated into fog, fusing into the air, becoming a part of the endless group of pan-consciousness cells.
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