The Other Side of Mist Gate Is...

Zuo Qiu seemed to have no choice. When everyone knew that the lamp he had put away was related to the Mist Gate, his situation became extremely awkward.

Perhaps he really didn't have any other thoughts, but he couldn't control what others thought of him.

Left with no other choice, the Singer could only carry the lantern and take the lead into the Mist Gate.

Hong Lin was the second, not only because she was highly skilled and daring, but also because the lantern required the activation of the power of "Prosperity," and there was no other Believer "Prosperity" present besides her.

Cheng Shi the third. As soon as the top player in this round entered the Mist Gate, he immediately set off to follow.

Next came the cold-faced Hunter, and finally the Puppeteer, controlling his Mature Sister Puppet, brought up the rear.

When Cheng Shi stepped into this space passage he had never been before, the distorted space was already filled with blue fluorescence. The power of [Prosperity] flowing from Hong Lin's fingertips was continuously poured into the lamp. After being transformed by the lamp, it turned into the power of [Decay] and slowly flowed out.

The rampant power of Decay did not erode the surrounding players, but instead formed a thin shield that blocked the spatial erosion.

Seeing this scene of the reversed Heavenly Gang, Cheng Shi was stunned for a long time.

Prosperity gave rise to Decay, so in this respect, shouldn't Feathered Brother call Hong Lin" Mom"?

In that case, it's not too much for him to call me Uncle Cheng, is it?

"What are you thinking about, laughing so lewdly? Come closer, the remaining blue fluorescent protection area isn't very wide, be careful not to be squeezed to death by the spatial force."

Upon hearing Hong Lin's warning, Cheng Shi's expression turned serious, and he quickly moved inside with small, quick steps.

The spatial passage didn't look as magically Change as [Giggle and Mock]; walking through it felt more like walking through a short, narrow cave.

The five of them huddled together, using the lanterns as a shield to move slowly. After a few minutes, another Mist Gate appeared before them.

"We've arrived. This is the other end of the spatial subsidence." Zuo Qiu stopped, turning back with an embarrassed expression. The meaning in his eyes was clear:

It would be a bit absurd to have a Singer lead the way here.

Hong Lin chuckled, pushed him away, and prepared to lead the charge, but Cheng Shi quickly grabbed her. Her gaze sharpened, and she asked in a deep voice, "Is there a problem with my Destiny?"

"?"

Cheng Shi was stunned for a moment before realizing that he should now be a Fate Weaver, not a Today's Warrior.

No wonder!

No wonder everyone was waiting to make their own decisions before entering the Mist Gate. It wasn't that they thought their judgment was necessarily correct, but rather that they were waiting for a Fate Weaver to guide them!

When I tell everyone to keep going, they feel there are no dangers ahead, which is why everyone cooperates so well!

Thinking of this, cold sweat suddenly poured down Cheng Shi's back.

Broken!

He dug his own grave!

His intention in pulling Hong Lin aside was to remind her to be careful, but due to his status, he couldn't say too much at this moment, lest it affect Hong Lin's judgment and shake the morale of the troops.

So Cheng Shi could only pretend to be calm and shake his head with a smile, saying, "Be careful."

"..."

Hong Lin gave him a strange look, waved her hand, and rushed into the Mist Gate.

Cheng Shi felt uneasy and wanted to catch up immediately, but he was no faster than the cold-faced Hunter. He pushed aside the Historian in front of him and disappeared into the Mist Gate in a flash.

The Puppeteer followed closely behind, and Cheng Shi followed in turn. After everyone had left, Zuo Qiu looked thoughtfully at the lantern in his hand before stepping out to follow.

To everyone's surprise, when they stepped out of the Mist Gate into another space, what appeared before them was not another Sighing Forest shrouded in mist, but a sunny forest tribe filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers!

Even more unbelievable is that they appeared right on the central altar of this tribe!

Nearly a hundred Fungus-Footed People formed a circle around the altar, each of them bowing their heads in devout prayer. The scene An Jing yet eerie.

When Cheng Shi saw this scene, his eyes widened in shock, and he was speechless.

The other teammates were in a similar state. Apart from the [Silent] Assassin remained silent as always, everyone was stunned by this scene.

"Hallucination?"

Cheng Shi let out a soft cry and pinched his left cheek.

The pain doesn't seem fake.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a sharp pain on his right cheek. He turned around abruptly and saw that Hong Lin had somehow appeared beside him and pinched him as well.

Does it hurt?

"..." Cheng Shi shook his head with a serious expression. "It doesn't hurt. It must be an illusion."

Hong Lin raised an eyebrow, pinched her cheek with her hand, and then the look of doubt froze on her face.

What a scammer!

She glared angrily at Cheng Shi, only to see Cheng Shi ahead of the crowd. Following his gaze, she saw the Fungus-Footed People had been prostrate on the ground, bowing their heads in prayer, now standing up in shock, pointing and exclaiming at the players.

Who are you!?

Where are you from?

"Why hasn't Abul returned?! You, intruders? Quick, there are intruders!"

"Don't panic, I sense the power of [Prosperity] emanating from them! They are not invaders!"

An elderly Fungus-Footed People in the front row waved his hand to stop the commotion and panic among his people. His gaze hesitantly fell upon Hong Lin in the crowd, and he offered a tentative prayer:

"All things Growth and prosper."

Upon hearing this prayer, everyone immediately realized that this was a genuine Fungus-Footed People tribe!

What's going on? The Mist Gate in the Sighing Forest is actually connected to the rainforest on the Surface of Isle of Hope?

How is that possible?!

But such is the reality, and even the Chosen of God of [Prosperity] has to accept this fact. Hong Lin was stunned for a moment, then immediately activated the power of [Prosperity] on her body and nodded to the elder.

"All things Growth and prosper!"

Once the prayers match, both parties feel at ease about their respective identities.

Upon hearing Hong Lin's response, more and more Fungus-Footed People gathered around the central altar. They looked at Hong Lin and the players behind her with shock and delight, cheering excitedly.

"Praise be to Prosperity! They are His people! Not invaders, but His people!"

"They're from out of town! Praise be to [prosperity]! After so many years, finally, someone from out of town has come here!"

"Chief, they're carrying the abandoned lanterns that Abul took away! Abul found them!"

"Yes, why didn't Abul come back with them? He's a hero, he found the people of [Prosperity]! He found the way out!"

"My compatriots, where is the one who sent you back? He...?"