Chucher gazed at the gray fog enveloping the abyss and remarked in awe, "It's truly unimaginable, Frank's mushrooms possess such powerful strength."
Fei Xue looked up at the increasingly dense gray fog and softly said, "Is this nature? Could the black fog be another form of nature?"
Viheler frowned and said, "What do we do with that lump of black?"
No answer came, as he already knew the answer at the moment he asked.
After a short while, the density of the gray fog reached a very high level, and the spores floating in the air had thick shells, able to withstand the erosion of the black fog for a considerable time, preventing any abyss monsters from coming over during this period.
Rod stopped the time field, and at the moment it ended, the spiritual soil instantly turned into sand and dispersed in the air, despite providing adequate nourishment, this excessive usage still consumed its foundational existence.
"Fight!"
