Although Napa Port is a seaport, the sun had already risen at this time, and suddenly there was a heavy fog, which seemed unusual.

Was he found by people from the Bezeko Kingdom, or was he the murderer that night?

Mo Cheng didn't know, but it was obviously unwise to stay in the hotel when he was called to his door.

"Everyone get out."

The group of people arrived at Napa Port for a very short time, so short that they did not even have much time to familiarize themselves with the terrain and use the location to fight against the enemy.

In this case, just go to the street, the empty street is a good place to let go.

On the street, there was no one around, but you could smell the pungent smell of blood. It was obvious that the people around you had been poisoned.

After looking left and right, Mo Cheng suddenly waved out a spiritual sword energy, knocking over a trash can not far away.

"Ah, don't kill me, don't kill me, I didn't see anything..."

Behind the trash can is a huddled child, his clothes torn and patched, stained with mud and dirt.

A beggar?

Mo Cheng frowned, walked over and caught the little beggar, "Don't make any noise, I won't hurt you. Did you see what happened before?"

When he grabbed the little beggar, Mo Cheng's spiritual power entered his body. He didn't have any power on him. He was not an enemy pretending to be an enemy, he was a completely ordinary person.

"No, I don't know..."

The little beggar’s face was dirty and his appearance was unclear. He could only tell from his voice that he was a boy. “It was foggy just now, and then everyone disappeared.”

He didn't ask anything, and even Mo Cheng himself didn't have much hope that he could see anything crucial.

Putting the little beggar down, Mo Cheng said, "Follow us and don't get lost, otherwise you will disappear too."

After confirming that the little beggar had no power and was not an enemy, Mo Cheng would not directly drive him away.

In the current environment, it is obvious that someone is taking advantage of the cover of thick fog to massacre madly in secret. Letting the little beggar leave at this time is to let him die.

The smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger. Mo Cheng frowned and looked around. There was something strange about this thick fog, and his perception ability was suppressed.

Mo Cheng, Yin Sabella, and Teresa surrounded the others in the middle, forming a protective layer. At the same time, Dorothy in the center took out her staff to release the stored starlight.

Although the Starlight Mage will receive great interference during the day, he also has another way to store starlight in the staff to ensure a certain level of combat effectiveness during the day.

As for Lilia, her mission is to protect herself, Helena, and the little beggar.

But when she really steps forward to protect others, basically everyone else is dead before this is possible.

"Dorothy, can you dispel this fog?"

Mo Cheng himself also has a way to dispel this fog, but the method is [Strong Attack Hurricane], [Sun Flame Impact] and [Chaos Meteor] in the last round, which is the use of force to dispel it.

The fog was basically dispersed, and half of the city was reduced to ruins.

"give me sometime."

After that, Dorothy was surrounded by moonlight, and the starlight formed a small star that began to rotate and revolve along the optimal route.

In occultism, moonlight is often associated with related elements such as "guidance", "reception" and "guidance". Although it will be disturbed by the light of the sun during the day, for Dorothy, a powerful starry sky mage, it can be dispelled

Creating an unnatural fog is not difficult.

As long as no one comes to disturb you.

Mo Cheng's body suddenly rose up, and his arms were like iron ropes blocking the river, blocking the arm that was rushing towards Dorothy.

Then it turns from hard to soft, and the arms are as soft as boneless, just like a python that tightly wraps around the person's arm, and its five fingers form claws to pinch the throat.

If this capture was real, Mo Cheng would have grabbed the other person's throat or even his entire neck.

However, the person's arms broke free from Mo Cheng's restraints, and at the same time he retreated violently, intending to leave first.

But is it that simple?

The torrential rain of psychic sword energy mixed with the pure and domineering holy light blocked all escape routes from all directions in the sky and on the ground, making it impossible to hide and escape.

After the sword energy, Mo Cheng's figure also followed. Even if the opponent blocked the first round of sword energy, he would face an even more terrifying Mo Cheng.

However, mist rose from the person's body and turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared, and the sword energy lost its target.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Cheng retreated faster than sprinting, blocking the arm condensed from the mist behind Dorothy.

"Time and time again, are you looking down on others?"

Upon contact again, Mo Cheng's palm burst into ice-blue cold light, instantly freezing his entire arm together with the mist. The assassin felt as if his body that had turned into mist was falling into an ice cave...

No, the ice cave can no longer describe the coldness. All the body fluids in his body were frozen to a temperature of more than 100 degrees below zero.

The power of [Rapid Cooling] will freeze the assassin who turned into mist into human form again.

Although the sudden cooling of [Rapid Cooling] only lasts for a short moment, as long as such a moment passes, the assassin can turn into mist again, but he has no chance.

A fist silently hit the assassin whose whole body was covered in ice. The force of the fist carried high-frequency oscillating power, which spread to the assassin's body in an instant.

The ice shattered, and the assassin's body shattered together with the ice, turning into a burst of bloody ice shards that flew into the distance.

Temptation, fighting, life and death.

In a short period of time, Mo Cheng had already decided the outcome with the enemy, but in Lilia's eyes, it was over before they even had time to react.

After witnessing an elaborate assassination, Lilia realized for the first time the strength of her actual guardian.

Not paying attention to what others thought, Mo Cheng continued to frown and look at the thick fog. He didn't know why he felt that this thing looked familiar.

"Dorothy, how long will it take for this fog to dissipate?"

Dorothy did not answer. Instead, she stopped casting the spell, grabbed the staff with her palm, and looked somewhere.

"She can't dispel this fog."

A voice that was familiar to Mo Cheng appeared together with the figure in the mist. To be precise, he had only communicated with this voice through the door in the city lord's mansion a few hours ago.

Dorothy gritted her teeth and popped out two words from between her teeth, "Legend."

Legend, The Eighth Step.

At this moment, Dorothy finally understood what the nature of this fog was, it was the realm of legend.

The assassin who just took action was just a little bit of the power of the legend himself, formed with the help of the domain.
Chapter completed!