"Blood Moon Night is coming, and great changes will take place at Black Mountain!"
Zhong Shenxiu was riding his steed, patrolling a desolate wilderness. Not far away, he could see the faint Black Fog.
At that moment, he thought of more:
"In Western mysticism, there are several laws, such as equivalent exchange, and... one must not directly gaze upon a god!"
"I roughly guessed the ritual that Earl was arranging, and the methods he would employ..."
"Perhaps, the opportunity to solve the hidden dangers also lies in that ritual."
"Besides that, there are other troubles..."
Zhong Shenxiu looked at Wang Lun, Ma Jing, and other knights beside him, then suddenly pressed his brow.
His body was gradually being eroded by a resentful spirit, becoming less and less human. Not only did it bring many troubles, but also some peculiar abilities.
For instance, gradually losing his sense of touch, appetite, and the need for sleep...
For instance, Spiritual Vision!
A trace of darkness flashed across his eyes, and suddenly, the surrounding world turned dark green with a layer of haze. To his eyes, the previously solemn faces of the two now wore sinister smiles, their eyes brimming with malevolence and barely masked murderous intent.
'Are they trying to kill me? It's not unlikely that Tang Xiu was behind this...'
Zhong Shenxiu sneered secretly, shifting his gaze toward the Black Fog.
With that glance, he instantly realized that the strange fog had some connection with the resentful spirit inside him.
'I seem to be able to harness the power of the Black Fog and am not too afraid of its erosion... Of course, I am almost a monster myself. This Blood Moon Night, who knows what I will become...'
'This is a gamble, and I don't have much time left... Huh? What is that?'
Under the state of Spiritual Vision, his gaze pierced through the Black Fog and saw a monster.
The monster looked like a rotting ball of flesh, yet its surface was covered with hundreds of eyes, each carrying a different color, emitting strange lights.
Just its presence alone made Zhong Shenxiu somewhat overwhelmed.
'This... is nothing compared to that monster dog from last time. This one is far more formidable.'
As he thought this, the monster suddenly glared fiercely outwards with its many eyes, as if it had discovered his gaze!
At the same time, Wang Lun deliberately fell back a bit and gave Ma Jing a meaningful glance.
Their squad consisted of five people, four of whom had received suggestive hints from Tang Xiu to take the opportunity to kill Su Daoshi.
After all, it was quite normal for cavalry to encounter accidents while patrolling the wilderness.
Military rules were strict, but there were loopholes, especially for those who were ostracized by colleagues and superiors; it was a stroke of great luck if even one in ten survived.
Wang Lun glanced from the corner of his eye, casting a surreptitious look at Zhong Shenxiu's back, filled with a twisted satisfaction, "This is also the end of your destiny. Not just Mr. Tang, even the squad leader of Black Mountain Castle disapproves of you drawing so much attention, haha..."
He had long disliked Su Daoshi, who always put on airs, and now he finally had his chance.
Under the pressure of both forces, the other knights undoubtedly formed a tacit agreement.
During this patrol, they would finish the kid off!
Fei She had changed his appearance and was standing with Delia, their eyes turning white.
In the sky, two flying hawks seemed to become their puppets, their sharp gaze focusing on the group of knights below.
"Miss, this Su Daoshi is indeed hated by both heaven and people. A casual hint from me was successful; it shows how many people he has offended usually."
He actually felt that the other party probably hadn't hidden anything.
After all, would undercover agents be so high-profile? Isn't that just asking for death?
But the plan is approaching, and it cannot be taken lightly.
"When faced with life and death, all cards will be laid bare, but with just these few people, can they be reliable?"
Delia asks this indifferently, unsure of her own feelings.
"They're all Innate, and though there are differences, it's not a one-on-one fight. Military arrays excel at group ambushes... Moreover, this is a betrayal by colleagues, catching them off guard."
Fei She smiled, "As long as they're not Gang Sha Realm cultivators, in such situations, about seventy or eighty percent would obediently meet their demise."
"Brother Su, we've been patrolling for half a day, why not stop and rest, have some water?"
Ma Jing smiled invitingly as he rode forward.
Zhong Shenxiu glanced at him, somewhat admiring his restraint.
He had already decided to kill Zhong Shenxiu, yet his face betrayed no hint of his intention, displaying an impressive cultivation of maintaining composure.
The most brilliant deceit in the world is deceiving oneself.
'Unfortunately, he can't deceive his own heart, which is why he reveals his hostility under my Spiritual Vision.'
Zhong Shenxiu pretended not to see the monster about to charge out of the Black Fog, thought for a moment, and then his face beamed with a radiant smile, "Sure!"
The five of them dismounted; some opened their water flasks, others started eating their own dry rations.
At their level, they no longer had to gnaw on grain bricks; they enjoyed fried rice and, from Squad Leader upwards, even cured meats.
Zhong Shenxiu casually grabbed a handful of soybeans and slowly fed his horse, not bothering to undo his bundle.
"You really cherish your horse, Brother Su. Here, have some water," Ma Jing said, stepping forward with a flask of water, smiling.
Meanwhile, he thought that if the other party drank this water, his task would be effortlessly completed.
"I have to cherish it."
Zhong Shenxiu sighed, "In a little while, I will need it to escape."
"What?" The expression on Ma Jing's face changed.
Then suddenly, they heard Wang Lun's voice, sharp and distressed, "The Black Fog... The Black Fog has spread."
Patrolling the edge of the Black Fog was a common occurrence.
Although the Fog at the border was dense, its spread was not usually fast, and they could easily outrun it with their cavalry advantage.
Ma Jing, although initially calm, turned back for a look and his expression suddenly changed.
The Black Fog surged tumultuously, its speed was up to more than ten times faster than usual!
In just a blink of an eye, it enveloped them all, and darkness where one couldn't see their own hand swept over them.
"Quick! To the horses!"
The only thought in Ma Jing's mind was to instinctively grab the nearest horse and prepare to flee for his life.
But the next moment, a pain struck his chest as if his heart was being excruciatedly ripped out, and he fell to the ground, still convulsing.
Zhong Shenxiu somewhat enjoyed narrowing his eyes, "Indeed... it feels even better."
Opening his eyes, under his Spiritual Vision, the intense darkness dissipated completely: "This monster is truly powerful, and I don't care to fight it head-on... And there are no experience points to gain."
Wang Lun, already panicked, mounted his horse, only to suddenly feel two cold hands grasp his neck.
the horse spooked, and a dead body fell off.