I opened an adventurer's guild in another world.

"General, something's not right!"

During a lull in the battle, Macaros caught a glimpse of what was happening near the mist.

He noticed that the fog in the distance was constantly churning, as if a strong wind was about to blow it away!

The nearby soldiers were all retreating, as if they were fleeing for their lives.

Some of the soldiers suddenly fell to the ground during their escape, rolling and convulsing, but quickly stopped moving and lay motionless on the ground.

Because of the distance, Max couldn't see clearly what had happened to the soldiers lying on the ground.

But judging from the soldiers' frantic retreat, it's clear that those who reach the bottom will suffer a terrible fate.

"What exactly happened?"

Morton also looked puzzled.

But the two were soon forced to rejoin the battle.

In the current situation, if the two ninth-level beings were to disengage from the battle, their high-level subordinates would be unable to withstand them.

Now, apart from Morton, Macaros, and the divine messenger, there are less than a hundred high-ranking divine blood soldiers left.

Only about two thousand of the totem army were killed.

The number of summoned creatures was still over 1,300, and the losses were mostly due to Morton and his two companions killing them.

Morton knew one thing very well: if they continued fighting, everyone except the three of them would likely die here.

The only hope is that while they are entangled with these summoned creatures, the hundreds of thousands of legions below will be able to threaten Anno.

But now the legion is fleeing!

"Damn it, send someone to check what happened!"

Morton dodged an attack from a seventh-tier summon, slashed off its head, and then roared back at the battlefield.

Git, who had been arguing with Gaunt earlier, immediately broke away from the battle and flew towards the legion.

He had only flown halfway when he was suddenly stunned by what he saw.

The churning, pitch-black mist began to spread in all directions, and the situation inside gradually became clearer.

When the fog cleared, he saw a magical creature that floated in the air without any physical form, which looked like a hurricane.

The hurricane kept blowing in the direction of the soldiers, and it seemed to be blowing away the fog.

However, what shocked Jett was not the 'hurricane,' but the scene after the fog cleared.

white.

The white expanse almost completely covered the plain!

Skeletons.

A dense mass of skeletons!

Amidst the white, there were only the dark figure and the succubus.

"How could so many people have died?"

Jitter couldn't help but gasp.

There are at least 30,000 to 50,000 skeletons piled up inside!

It would take quite a while just to have so many soldiers line up and let him kill them.

How much time has passed since the soldiers started charging into the fog?

Moreover, judging from the location of the skeletons, these soldiers could very likely have walked right up to Anno.

The flat ground indicates that no major battles have taken place here.

"He didn't even... move an inch!"

Jitter felt a chill run down his spine.

What method did they use to kill so many people with virtually no fanfare?

Moreover, all that remained were white bones and strange mushrooms.

Just then, the terrified screams of the soldiers below reached his ears.

When Jitter looked down, he saw a group of soldiers who were running at the very back lying on the ground, struggling and thrashing about.

Many people even frantically took off their leather armor.

Then, under the gaze of the eighth-rank general, his flesh and blood were gradually drained by the dazzling mushrooms.

"This is......"

Gitt's eyes flickered; he seemed to know why the soldiers had turned into bones.

Although he already had a guess when he saw the skeleton and mushrooms.

But now that he had witnessed a living person turn into bones, Jitter was certain of it.

"Damn it! Is this some kind of magic? Or some kind of evil art? A secret technique?"

Jitter frowned, turned around, and prepared to fly back.

Whew!

A gust of wind blew by.

At first, Jitter didn't sense anything unusual.

Until he suddenly felt a slight pain in his exposed arm.

Jitter turned his head and his heart stopped beating.

On his thick arms, several finger-sized, colorful mushrooms had somehow sprouted!

The dispersing mist, the 'hurricane' magical creatures floating in the air, the skeletons, the mushrooms rooted on the skeletons, and the wind that just blew by!

Jitter suddenly understood.

The culprit behind everything was the wind that blew in from Anno's side.

This disease, spreading like a plague among the soldiers, was brought by the 'hurricane'.

Even an eighth-level expert like him fell victim to this.

How could the soldiers below possibly escape!

"They must be eliminated!"

Gitt didn't want to become fertilizer for the mushrooms.

He didn't know how to remove the mushrooms, so he just pulled them off with his hands.

Whoosh!

A flash of light, and an arm fell from the sky.

Despite the pain, Jitter swallowed a vial of medicine, but the moment he opened his mouth, he felt something strange on his neck.