Mystic Dominator

"Let's go, we don't have a choice now."

"It can only be so."

Watching Thomson crying bitterly, and after returning the lantern to Nessus, Ronald began to decide with the trader what to do next. Although this house is also full of weirdness, entering it is the only option they have left now.

The reason is simple-

Because they came to this open space, the distant scenery began to be brought into their eyes.

The churning black mist has actually surrounded the entire Montenegro from four sides. Unless it is a bird with wings, it is possible to cross the moat formed by them in the air.

The mansion in front of him is the only place on the Black Mountain that has not been swallowed up.

It is also the last way out for the three of Ronald.

——Unless someone takes the initiative to rush into the black fog as an option.

Immediately, the two who did not intend to delay the time were ready to walk towards the door of the house.

But after taking two steps, Ronald still looked back at Thomson, who was still kneeling on the ground.

Nessus' comfort just now had some effect, at least Thomson didn't continue to cry there. But even if he stopped sobbing, the middle-aged man still lost the courage to stand up and move on.

"Thomson, can you stand up?"

"If you want to stay in place, it's best to remind us when these black fogs are approaching."

"It's okay to shout loudly, or it's okay to break something."

"Anyway, please."

"..."

Hearing Ronald speaking to Thomson, Nessus immediately threw a rather complicated look at him.

There was no coercion or persuasion, but a tone of request.

The hint that "the black fog may come" caught in the words will definitely become the biggest help for Thomson to stand up.

Is this the blink of an eye?

Or should I start comforting Thomson from myself, until now in less than a minute.

The "Mr. Noble" in front of him has organized such a statement?

Combined with the keenness of the first to discover that the camp was extinguished...

This man, wouldn't he be someone specializing in negotiation or psychological research?

Just the moment Nassos dashed past this thought.

Behind the two, Thomson's reaction has justified his shock.

Although there was still fear in his eyes, Thomson really stood up!

"I... I can do it."

In the face of Ronald's inquiries and suggestions, how could this middle-aged businessman dare to stay where he was, to face the black fog that would inevitably come later?

The human nature of clinging together to survive drove him to force himself to stand up, and staggeringly followed.

————

Said to be a house, but that was also the result of watching from a distance before.

During this period, there were obstacles caused by darkness and insufficient lighting.

After they got closer, the three of them realized that the area of ​​the house was not small.

According to Ronald's experience before crossing, this is also a multi-person apartment-level residence, and surrounding the main body of the house, there is a garden of the same size.

This......

This is getting more and more suspicious.

How can a manor of this level appear outside a small town with a small number of people, it is as outrageous as building a castle in a slum.

From economic and environmental considerations, it is not a remote village called a town that can support buildings.

"Thomson, haven't you been here before?"

Approaching the middle-aged businessman behind him alertly, Ronald immediately asked in a low voice:

"Three years ago, was there such a big family in Montenegro?"

Hearing this question, Thomson stared blankly and looked at the manor in front of him in confusion.

"Ugh......?"

He hadn't lied before.

Three years ago, he did come to Montenegro.

But that was just a passing in his business career.

Who would remember such corners and corners!

"Tsk—"

Seeing Thomson's eyes, Ronald instantly understood that he couldn't get more information from him, and resolutely gave up putting pressure on this guy.

Only one thing is clear.

This place is located in the black mountains, and it is also a manor in the middle of the black mist.

Absolutely not easy!

Otherwise, why didn't the black fog slow down early and late, but only after the manor was surrounded?

It's not like this thing is so merciful, ready to let them die, right?

Safe and secure—

At such times, the advice of experienced people is often worth listening to.

Ronald's eyes immediately fell on Nessus in front of him.

If I remember correctly, this guy hinted that he had experienced a similar incident before...

Sensing that Ronald walked to his side in two or three steps, Nassos was also very sensitive.

Without waiting for Ronald to speak, he whispered with an expression like 'I know what you want to do':

"Okay, I know what you want to ask."

"But we don't have time to explain it slowly here."

"Just look at my face and act later. Believe me, we are grasshoppers on a rope."

"..."

Ronald looked at Nessus silently.

When he instructed himself, the middle-aged man basically didn't turn his attention to himself. He put almost all of his energy on the manor in front of him.

That kind of terrifying concentration, as if the black fog behind him is no longer important.

There is only this mansion in sight!

huh—

Suddenly, a gust of passive wind blew around the three of them, and those who blew could not help sending chills down their spines.

If you listen carefully, you can also notice a strange hoarse sound that looms out of it, as if a broken bellows was torn apart by someone.

- The above is the situation faced by normal people.

——Not applicable to Ronald at the moment!

Due to the previous experience, he can now read any human words he has seen or not, and he can also communicate without barriers.

Then, UU reading www.uukanshu.com The sound mixed in the wind is actually the mourning of human beings.

It just so happened that he could be accurately identified by him!

"what-"

"Save...Save me..."

"Don't die, I don't want to die!"

"Let me cross the river, Charon!"

"Damn purgatory, I curse you!"

"..."

The wind was filled with all kinds of despair and pain, as if someone was suffering endlessly, and that's what created this terrifying roar.

Quietly, Ronald looked at the two people beside him from the corner of his eye.

Neither Nessus nor Thomson noticed the howling in the wind, and seemed to regard it as a simple chaotic wind.

bang bang bang —

Just as Ronald was about to continue listening to the wind, Nessus, who was walking at the front, had already arrived at the door of the mansion, holding the lamp in his right hand, and reaching out with his left hand, he knocked on the single door.

A 'squeak' sounded.

Almost as soon as the sound disappeared, the left side of the door was pushed open towards the outside.

The people inside seemed to be well prepared.

A boy who looked young was standing at the door, looking at the dark mist in the distance with the same fear on his face.

The child was wearing ordinary white-gray linen clothes, and just by looking at it, he looked like an ordinary person.

"You guys, come in quickly."

"It's too dangerous outside."

The voice fell, and the boy himself moved to the left to bypass, making room for the three of them to enter the house.

"..."

Under the dark cloudy night.

Nessus, who was headed by the lantern among the three, nodded and walked in first.

"Let's go—"