Although Lin Yuan had not felt the white fog eroding him, Bai Ling's words still put him on his guard.
This white fog really was extraordinary.
Temporal erosion was more contaminating than mental pressure, and harder to resist.
Luckily, for some reason, I seem to be immune to this pollution.
Lin Yuan inwardly counted his blessings.
That was the power of a mechanics-based monster!
Even so, he did not dare underestimate the white fog.
He had never encountered this kind of contaminating white fog anywhere else.
It was definitely no ordinary stuff.
These Ancient Battlefield Ruins were more dangerous than he had anticipated.
Still, if it's temporal pollution, there really might be ancient history and knowledge in this fog zone!
Lin Yuan drew a deep breath inwardly.
If that was true, he had to investigate, no matter what.
"Bai Ling, go back to the Nether River and rest for now. I'll proceed alone from here."
Lin Yuan gave his instructions.
Bai Ling could not withstand this pollution, and Lilia refused to come out of the Coffin, so he could only explore on his own.
Lin Yuan put himself on full alert, then slowly ventured deeper into the white fog.
Before long.
"What the hell are these things?!"
Lin Yuan looked at the monsters in the White Mist Zone, his brows tightly furrowed and confusion rising in his mind.
Since entering the game, he had encountered all sorts of monsters.
From bizarrely shaped transcendent creatures to Sunken Ones such as skeletons and ghosts, and strange entities such as dolls and puppets, he had seen quite a lot.
But he had truly never seen anything like these things in the White Mist Zone.
Even calling them monsters was giving them too much credit.
If he had to describe the things before