The Basilisk Puppet slithered toward the border of Green Mist Marsh.
Inside the Basilisk Puppet, Matthew appeared thoughtful.
His memory was now exceptionally strong. He would never forget anyone he had seen, and he recognized two old acquaintances among the wizards.
Sensing that they were still Wizard Apprentices, he could not help feeling a little sentimental.
Breaking through had never been easy. Too many people had fallen before the bottleneck.
Matthew did not stop and directly drove the Basilisk Puppet away.
After leaving Green Mist Marsh, Matthew put away the Basilisk Puppet. The trees in Green Mist Forest were relatively dense, and the Basilisk Puppet was simply too huge. It was not agile enough in this terrain and unsuitable for travel.
"Our direction is right. Keep heading to the right; Green Mist Forest is over there." As Fili spoke, she pointed toward the faint outline of a forest in the distance.
Green Mist Marsh was not bordered only by Green Mist Forest. After crossing the marsh, heading right would lead to Green Mist Forest, while heading left would take them into the territory of the wizard faction known as Witch's Spoon.
Neither of them hesitated. They headed directly to the right and soon stepped across the border of Green Mist Forest.
The vegetation here was extraordinarily lush. Towering trees and luxuriant green leaves formed a vibrant natural paradise.
True to its name, Green Mist Forest was suffused with a faint green mist. It gently wound its way between the trees and shrubs, draping the forest in a mysterious veil.
Yet surprisingly, although Green Mist Forest was also shrouded in green mist year-round, the mist here did not cause magical power to become chaotic like the mist in Green Mist Marsh.
To this day, no one had discovered any unusual effect