Chapter 324

Within the black fog, loud noises could be heard. Following that, ten silhouettes could be seen cutting through and out of the fog. It was Tristan and his group. Everyone was heaving as they exited with terrified expressions. “Open!” a voice came, followed by the sight of Alan brandishing a great halberd. As he waved it about, a path was cut through the fog. Behind him, the newly recruited initiates followed closely by, each of them shivering as they moved. They quickly and safely exited the fog. “Did you find anyone?” Tristan asked, though he already knew the answer. Alan shook his head, “None. The fog’s too wicked, the more we tried to enter the place, the worse it got. It came close to corroding my energy, I had no choice but to turn around!” Tristan nodded, “Me too!” “Is the headcount correct?” Alan asked an enforcer. “Sir, we’re missing one!” he replied hastily. “What?!” Alan and Tristan exclaimed. “How’s this possible? We were merely around the perimeter. Although the fog’s pow