The strong wind howled, and the iron chains swayed in the air, making bursts of rustling sounds.
This is a steep canyon in the Dark Mist Mountains. The mountain walls on both sides are as sharp as knives, and the stones in it have edges Sharpness.
Below the mountain wall, there is a dark canyon with no bottom visible. It is difficult to find a place to stay in the sight. It is either shrouded in black mist, like Abyss, or there are spiked rocks standing as sharp as swords.
This is the "Iron Wall High Cliff" station, one of the gorges connecting the inside and outside of the Dark Mist Mountains, and one of the six most dangerous frontline stations of the Woodland in the Dark Mist Mountains.
On the gray iron corridor integrated with the mountain wall, soldiers patrolled with torches. Among them, the flames of Burn were like tiny red dots like ants on the huge mountain walls and canyons, appearing and disappearing in the night and fog.
The environment here is harsh, and the "Iron Wall High Cliff" station is built on the mountain walls on both sides of the giant canyon. It can be said that it is a station that was forcibly opened on the steep and desolate mountain wall.
The mountain wall fortresses on both sides are connected by thick iron cable plank roads. It takes a few days for a small team to brave the fierce canyon winds and shuttle across the plank roads to deliver supplies or information.
In the past, during the Rising Wind Season season, the environment here was relatively calm, but with the arrival of Gale Season, the living environment of the "Iron Wall High Cliff" station has become increasingly harsh and difficult.
As time goes by, the wind in the mountains becomes stronger and stronger, and the whistling sound will cover up the exchanges of soldiers on the corridor.
"Huh--" Hot air breathed out from the armor's mask.
After the patrol, several soldiers sat in a lookout point to rest. There was a charcoal fire in this small lookout point, which emitted a slight heat and relaxed the tired spirits of the few people.
"I'll sleep on it for a while." A soldier turned sideways and leaned on the back of the circular chair. He tilted his head to one side and soon began to snore.
"This guy is snoring again." The companion on the side added some charcoal to the fire and felt a little sleepy.
"How about we take a nap? No one will come here anyway."
"Same."
The remaining three soldiers were also a little tired, and no one objected. They all leaned on the backs of their chairs, swaying around, and found a comfortable position to rest.
The charcoal fire in the stove gave off a dark red glow, and the cold wind outside the window was still howling, occasionally bringing some ice particles and snowflakes.
In the wind and snow that drowned the world, the mountain wall about two thousand meters high was glowing with a gray and cold color, standing unchanging.
At the bottom of the mountain wall, some strange "Grey Mud" are slowly moving upward in the wind and snow. They make no sound. If their positions were not slowly changing, they might be mistaken for dust on the mountain wall.
Although the speed is very slow, under the influence of the strong wind in the canyon, these "Grey Mud" are still approaching the upper level of the mountain wall step by step, getting closer and closer to the corridor embedded in the mountain wall.
It was another afternoon, and the soldiers who were accustomed to taking a nap at the lookout point were lying here to rest as usual.
But today, several "Grey Mud" crossed the window edge of the observation point and slowly tumbled inside. They crawled slowly like slugs, and then came to the sleeping soldiers, clinging to them silently, and slowly blending into the inner layer of the clothes.
I don't know why, but in the past few days, the soldiers on patrol felt that they were particularly tired easily. When they returned, they would often forget to eat and fall asleep, feeling extremely sleepy.
Fortunately, he was not alone in this situation. Several people patrolling around him had similar situations.
"Maybe it's because I've been too tired recently." A companion yawned.
"The wind was very strong. Walking on the cliff corridor wearing armor made me feel extremely cold and exhausted."
"I think so." The remaining companions agreed.
Since everyone is the same, it is definitely not their own problem, and the soldiers can continue their previous work and life with peace of mind, until one day...
"What? The whole team slept to death at the lookout point?"
The commander of "Iron Wall High Cliff" stood up in surprise and walked back and forth in the room.
"Did they freeze to death? Or were they attacked and died of some kind of accident?"
There were several high-level officials stationed in the room, and they discussed based on the intelligence they received.
"There were no wounds on his body. When he was found, there was still a small amount of charcoal fire left in the stove. He probably didn't freeze to death."
"Later, the resident doctor examined them and he said that the deaths of these people were probably due to extreme exhaustion and lack of nutrition."
"I understand they are tired, but they are lacking in nutrition. Have they not eaten? The food at the current station is indeed not enough, but it has not reached the level of famine."
"According to reports from people they usually come into contact with and members of the restaurant canteen, they did forget to eat several times, but it was only a few times and they still ate every day."
"It's really strange..."
The discussion between the few people did not produce any substantive results, but in the following month, several similar incidents occurred one after another. This situation finally aroused the vigilance of the resident personnel.
"This is definitely not an ordinary accident, but there is a force or creature secretly attacking and reducing our personnel!" The top commander of the station issued an order to put the station under martial law immediately and organized specialized personnel to investigate.
After the incident happened, time passed day by day, and then people died one after another, and some members began to report that their recent status was not right.
Gradually, the real culprit that caused the death of the patrol soldiers began to surface.
"It's such an inconspicuous thing."
During a high-level meeting inside the station, everyone gathered in front of a transparent glass cage to observe "Grey Mud" crawling inside.
"Its shape is not fixed and can change at any time, simulating many things." The scholar on the side reported the results of the investigation.
"The most dangerous thing is that they do not emit any obvious "Aspect Power" breath, nor do they have heartbeats, blood, or even organs. If they were on the roadside, they would be basically the same as stones and would not attract any attention."
"But in fact, once it gets close to the human body or other living things, it will slowly absorb nutrients and energy, making people tired and hungry, and eventually die."
"Is there any way to target them?"
"If it is a flame, it requires extremely high temperatures to kill. Only a small number of "Blazing Sun" Aspect Power professionals can cast spells that reach such a temperature, and they can easily cause damage to the built environment." The scholar shook his head.
"Secondly, it is chopping with a knife or ax. Although it can cut them open, it is only a cut. The Grey Mud divided into two pieces still has some activity and can continue to live."
"The last thing is freezing. If the temperature is extremely low, it can indeed suppress their activities, but it will not kill them."
"In other words, there is no other good solution except to gather them together and incinerate them at extremely high temperatures?"
"It's difficult. Their Aspect Power origin should be "Mycelial Thread", but under the pollution erosion of Sea of Monstrosities, countless mutations occurred in Abyss Distortion, now Aspect Power has been transformed into "Distortion", and the monsters that can survive in that environment have their own unique way of survival, and are difficult to eliminate by conventional means."
"The strength of these Grey Mud ranges from "First Order" to "third level", and they can continue to divide. I am afraid it will be extremely difficult to eliminate them."
"This..."
"If they are caught, they can indeed be treated with high temperature, but they are now everywhere in Iron Wall High Cliff. Maybe they are in the cracks in the corners or under the floors. Aspect Power is so weak and so fine that we cannot clean them completely."
"Moreover, if the cleanup is not complete, they will reappear and spread everywhere after a little time."
"I have such a headache..." The commander covered his head.
After a few minutes, he sat upright and informed the people present.
"Ask for help from the Association headquarters in the rear. This problem is no longer something we can solve alone."
"Yes, sir."
Sorry, some things were not updated yesterday, I will update them later 0 0