Chapter 502
"Those people are still following us!" Nala was sitting in a car provided by a technological apostle, eating something out of boredom.
The troops sent by the various kingdoms were not elites, but during this time, Nala could sense that some people were secretly following and spying on them.
Clearly, the kingdoms were not fools. They just did not want to bear the responsibility, but wanted to reap the benefits.
What attracted these masters was not the King of Evil, but the World of Main Gods. They all understood the benefits that a World of Main Gods could bring. It meant a large population, land, and resources.
Some of the things used by these Angel Apostles were stolen, and conflicts had occurred, but they were all slowly resolved.
In addition to these people, some apostles would appear beside her from time to time, either showing off their strengths or saying some seemingly gentle and reasonable words, trying to gain Nala's approval and favor.
On the contrary, after meeting Nala, Huang Mao did not carry out the so-called behavior of gaining favor. In his words, his ability was not enough to include her in his harem.
In any case, the Evil Spirit Crusade, with a total of 528 people, had already set off for the fog.
Among them, 54 were apostles from the World of Main Gods, while 126 were other kingdoms or individuals who rushed over after hearing Nala's request. The remaining 348 people were the Ember Knights, who had been transformed from the Holy Maiden Salvation Society, and the few masters that Qiang had found at the beginning.
Most of them were not weak, but there were also about a hundred people who were considered logistics troops. They were only responsible for logistics and would leave before entering the fog to fight.
Such a team was enough to carry out a medium-sized war. Considering the strength of these people, the war's intensity would increase quite a bit.
Entering the borders of various countries, even with permission, could cause a lot of conflicts. If not for Nala's reputation mediating here, they might not be able to complete this journey even if they were given a few months.
When setting up camp at night, apostles with improper thoughts began to curry favor. Of course, there were few people who behaved so straightforwardly, after all. More people were looking for benefits.
This was also an apostle's instincts. They charged into every world, stirring up trouble without any misgivings, searching for anything that could increase their own power, not caring about the feelings of the natives at all.
If it wasn't for the fact that the Sovereign Realm had issued a mission restriction for this mission, perhaps these apostles would have long since targeted their respective "prey" and done everything in their power to seize it, then waited for the mission to be completed before patting their butts and leaving.
"I'm sorry, but none of you have the aptitude to become a Grandmaster of Combat." The great master refused the three apostles outside, and then returned to his own tent. He was a so-called well-known storyline character, and would often teach various schools of bone forging methods for free. As a result, after the apostles arrived, many people paid him a visit, and even gave him all kinds of gifts.
These include, but are not limited to, alcohol, chicken butts, erotic novels and picture books, heavy metal music, martial arts from other worlds, including national martial arts that they claim can break the void.
The national martial arts master looked at it, and there was indeed something that made his eyes light up. Ordinary people would improve their control of their body by practicing, but that kind of fighting method did not involve extraordinary power. If one wanted to use it, they would need to spend energy to adapt it. If they had the time, it would be better to directly practice the basic bone forging method, so it was of little value.
There were already several people sitting cross-legged in the tent, Alkors, Huang Mao, A 'Qiang, and two other people who were considered to have aptitude.
The great master would indeed teach fighting methods for free, but he was extremely strict about the candidates he would teach. Only people with certain characteristics would he choose to teach them.
"Shi, this is my first style. It has the power of tolerance. In addition, it has only one advantage, and that is to perceive a person's characteristics." The great master said: "My perception tells me that only those with this characteristic can practice my fighting method."
"I perceive this in you, so I will teach you my school. I only hope that you will not use it to do evil." The great master glanced at the crowd and explained the various schools he could teach, as well as their various characteristics one by one.
"Alkors himself has experience in [Respiratory Art], so it will be very easy to transform it into a bone forging method. I can work with you to modify the new [Steel Art]."
"As for the two of you, there is no steel in your bones, so you will need to find a way on your own."
Huang Mao and A 'Qiang looked at each other and did not say much. Xu Yao's devouring ability could extract the relevant qualifications, but neither of them would be at ease with Xu Yao. This kind of thing that involved body modification, it was more reassuring to solve it themselves.
"Wait, isn't the camp a little too quiet?" After the great master finished teaching, they were about to open the tent and go back to rest when A 'Qiang stopped his hand.
As soon as they heard the reminder, they felt that something was wrong. They were all masters with keen perception. Living in a camp of more than five hundred people, even if they were asleep, it should not be so quiet.
"Not to mention that the footsteps of the Night Watchmen are gone." The great master lay on the ground, the steel aura in his body changed slightly, and after switching to a different style, he said with a serious face.
"Enemy? Are they Darkspirits? According to the New Kingdom of Royas, those Darkspirits are still active at the border between the two countries, and we are at least three days away from there. " Alkors had seen the map. Just before they set up camp today, they had received intelligence reports from the New Kingdom of Royas and the Kingdom of Durym, saying that they were guarding against Darkspirits coming out of the mist at the border, and were waiting for the Darkspirit Crusade to arrive.
In other words, they should not have met any enemies in this place.
"Then I'm afraid we have to be prepared." The great master stood up and looked outside the tent, and said with a serious face, "The combat forces of the two countries stationed at the border are prepared to be completely annihilated!"
When the tent door was opened, all they could see was white mist. A bone-chilling chill spread out along with the mist, causing them to feel an inexplicable sense of fear.
Nala held her sword and walked in the mist. She had sensed that something was wrong the moment the other party spread the mist, but it was too late. She was directly drawn into the mist.
Nala, who was about to swing her sword and cut through the mist, suddenly stopped. There was something wrong with the space in the mist. She could destroy the mist directly, but there was no telling how many of the others who were drawn into the mist could survive.
In the mist, a pair of gray eyes that had almost fused with the mist was watching the people in the mist, especially Nala.
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