Seawater rained down from the sky, and Swarm Insects filled the heavens. Within this seawater, they had no ability to resist at all.
The moment they touched the seawater, they swelled, then dispersed or were purified.
He could only watch helplessly as the seawater kept pouring down from above.
At last, the one hidden in the distant fog made a move.
It had no intention of accompanying this city into the Sea of Knowledge.
The white mist silently drew in at the distant horizon, drifting beyond the city.
As it passed not far from Lu Yuan, it paused slightly. A wisp of mist separated from its main body and gently descended onto Lu Yuan's shoulder.
As the mist fell, Lu Yuan, still trapped within that pitch-black space, suddenly found his vision flooded with white light. The instant his consciousness returned to his body, his first sensation was pain—an agonizing pain in his head.
It felt as though the brain deep inside his skull had been hammered violently, followed by a dizzying sensation that made the world spin.
Why had the dizziness lasted so long?
No, had heaven and earth really been turned upside down?
Before Lu Yuan could figure out what had happened,
he learned from the patch of mist that had fallen upon him: when they had first met, it had erased the memories of all his companions. Only he still remembered.
Clearly, the Mist Traveler had seen through him.
It had probably already known when it first met Lu Yuan.
Yet before Lu Yuan could understand why the Mist Traveler had helped him, that mass of fog had already vanished into the curtain of rain, its aura disappearing completely.
And just as Lu Yuan left that pitch-black space, a vast, indescribable outline swayed faintly within the darkness.
It