The Reappearance of the Missing Old Man Mu

Vast Azure Continent.

Endless mist spread in every direction, shrouding heaven and earth like a vast, treacherous ocean of cloud and fog. Viewed from high above, it inspired a boundless, endless dread; standing within it felt as though one had been abandoned by the entire world.

Only humans could remain unharmed. To the other races, it was terrifying poisonous gas.

Yet as time passed, its dreadful destructive power gradually weakened. The mist seemed to thin considerably, though no one knew whether it was dispersing on its own or merging into every blade of grass and tree across the continent.

Many members of the other races discovered that the fog no longer caused them direct harm, though becoming lost within it remained a risk.

Great numbers of the other races had already become completely lost inside it.

Their temperaments grew increasingly violent, as though the bloodthirsty factors buried in their bones had been fully awakened. They killed any human they encountered, and even upon seeing other creatures of their own races, they could not restrain the urge to slaughter. The entire continent became ever more chaotic.

The vast numbers of lost and wandering members of the other races brought both benefits and drawbacks.

The benefit was that many former strongholds of the other races had been hollowed out, allowing humans to obtain many opportunities and treasures. The drawback was that, after becoming lost, these powerful other races continuously assaulted human strongholds everywhere.

Some great cities hidden away also suffered wave after wave of terrifying attacks.

Quite a few human strongholds had even been completely wiped out. The Human Alliance had suffered no small number of headaches over this, but overall, the fog's benefits outweighed its harm. The general trend remained highly favorable to humanity.

However, as time passed—

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