764. Preparations for Response

Tidal Sanctuary.

"Ugh... cough... magic... too thin..." Sephiria curled up on the coral bed, forcing her voice down.

The thin magic in the air made Sephiria feel as if she had altitude sickness, her whole body trapped in a constant, lingering discomfort.

In truth, as a dungeon, the Tidal Sanctuary's magic was not thin at all. If anything, it should have been denser than the normal outside environment. Sephiria only felt it was thin because the magic concentration in the Mist Illusion had been downright abnormal.

After using magic at high intensity inside the mist, her body had been scoured by such dense magic that her senses fell out of balance, producing symptoms of magic addiction. Fortunately, she had not been trapped inside for long. It was only a mild case, and with some time to recuperate, she would adapt again. Before that, though, she would suffer a little.

Outside the Tidal Sanctuary, the sea had already been swallowed by the mist.

This mist, when it advanced, was like a spring. Beating it back was only like pressing the spring down, a temporary measure that treated the symptom but not the root.

They had relied on the Scepter of the Ocean to violently break through the mist all the way back to the Tidal Sanctuary, but not long after, the path they had opened was swallowed by the mist again.

Large swathes of Floating Mushroom Fungal Carpet vanished from their senses after being swallowed by the mist. Who knew how far the mist would advance this time?

Judging by its current momentum, it probably would not be like before, merely lingering by the shore before retreating.

The Fungal Carpet at sea suffered heavy losses. The only thing that gave Linden some comfort was that the dungeon was still relatively safe.