C1968 Unwilling to Admit Defeat!(part I)

Three voices rang out simultaneously, trembling with fear, their faces ashen.

The terrifying aura of decay was unprecedentedly intense, its oppressive force even more formidable than that of a true human saint.

"Whoosh~~"

The black mist receded like a tide, restoring visibility to the entire palace. Astonishingly, nine out of every ten people consumed by the mist had perished