Looking at the Blue-skinned Assassins appearing not far away, Feng Qi felt puzzled.
It was clear that these Blue-skinned Assassins had come for the Mist Lord.
But their numbers seemed somewhat abnormal.
The Mist Lord made his move at that moment.
Surging mist spread outward from his body, quickly turning the surroundings into a sea of fog. The nearby vegetation withered under the mist's corrosion.
Yet the gray mist approaching Feng Qi caused him no harm.
Clearly, the Mist Lord was deliberately protecting him.
Mental Shockwaves struck one after another, yet they were blocked by the gray mist before they could even reach the Mist Lord's body.
With a wave of his hand, the sea of mist rolled forward under the Mist Lord's control.
Expressions of horror appeared on the Blue-skinned Assassins' faces. They seemed shocked that the Mist Lord was this powerful.
Yet they did not retreat.
The close-combat Blue-skinned Assassins wielding daggers flickered forward and suddenly charged into the mist.
But they had clearly underestimated the mist's terrifying corrosive power.
Their bodies rapidly dissolved within the mist, and in the blink of an eye, they lost all signs of life.
The other Blue-skinned Assassins, capable of easily releasing Mental Shockwaves, fared no better. Covered by the mist, they let out miserable screams before completely dissolving.
But the situation remained the same as before.
The dead Blue-skinned Assassins left behind no trace. Even the small black beads inside them, used to locate Miracle Items, dissolved under the mist's corrosion.
After killing thirteen Blue-skinned Assassins, the Mist Lord reassembled his body.
Looking at where the Blue-skinned Assassins had been standing, Feng Qi could not help frowning.
"What exactly are those things?"
"I don't know. They should also come from our world, but I have no idea which small world they