Seeing that, Sylvester tightly held L''s hand.


    Mildred and Trenton stood back-to-back, vignt to their surroundings. They were both well-trained, so they didn''t lose theirposure.


    Trenton often led recruits on jungle training exercises in the Ironfist Holding Center in the south region. They would be stationed there for several months. He had been used to it.


    However, this time, the fog seemed denser than that he had encountered before.


    L exined, "This is miasma. We don''t need to be afraid. As long as we move together and try not to get separated, we''ll be fine."


    It was more dangerous to get lost.


    In reality, miasma wasn''t as terrifying as it was portrayed in legends. Although the miasma formed in the forest was indeed poisonous, its mainponents were gases like ammonia, methane, hydrogen sulfide, and some microorganisms.


    All living things have a life cycle. Natural decay urred due to aging andpetition for survival, which led to animals and nts constantly dying in the forest. Because they were not buried, they decayed naturally. Additionally, the region where the forest was located had rtively high temperatures, creating all the favorable conditions for the formation of miasma in the forests.


    However, as long as they didn''t stay in it for too long, they wouldn''t fall ill because of it.


    They continued to move forward slowly.


    L noticed that the fog got thick. She narrowed her eyes and realized that this wasn''t ordinary miasma.


    The scent was strange...


    L was greatly rmed as she smelled the scent of the medicines made by the people in the valley.


    Otherwise, why would no one dare to disturb the tranquility of this region all these years?


    It wasn''t that no one had disturbed it, but those who had rashly disturbed it had already died in these mountain ranges.


    At this moment, the concentration of miasma had reached a point that made it hard for them to see their own hands. L warned, "Everyone, be careful. This miasma is strange."


    Upon hearing that, Mildred covered his mouth and nose with his hand.


    Just as Mildred raised his hand, he felt that he seemed to touch something wet and sticky like a vine. Mildred frowned. "Damn! What the hell did I touch?" he remarked. He boldly touched it again, but this time he couldn''t feel it.


    Mildred withdrew his hand and wiped it on his clothes. He felt it was strange.


    Trenton turned his head. "What are you doing?" Mildred shook his head. "Nothing," he replied.


    But at this moment, there was a sudden movement in the forest. L had good ears and heard it. She moved her ears slightly. She knew the mysterious existence wasing towards them.


    She gripped Sylvester and warned everyone, "There''s an attack. Do not stay together."


    It''s better to disperse than to be caught in a group. L pulled Sylvester and ran to the other side.


    In the dense fog, they couldn''t see the direction or anything. That thing stopped. L held Sylvester''s hand and said, "Sylvester, are you okay?" Sylvester touched her head, and at this moment, there was a sudden scream. "Ah..." It was Mildred. After such a short scream, they couldn''t hear anything anymore. Mildred only felt something winding around his feet, and then he was pulled away by something like a vine.


    It happened so soon. L realized something and quickly said, "Don''t chase..."


    Before she could finish, Trenton had already rushed out. Trenton and Mildred were walking together.


    He felt something was wrong with Mildred. Before he heard the warning, he ran in Mildred''s direction in the hope of bringing him back, but after running a distance, he found that he was separated from Sylvester and L. Trenton reached out in front of him, but he couldn''t see the direction at all.


    He called out, "Mildred? Mr. Gomez?"


    No one responded.


    In the forest, one wrong step could lead to a deep abyss.


    Fear spread around. Trenton realized that this ce was even more terrifying than he had thought.