No news is sometimes a kind of news.
Gauss quickly commanded teammates to follow.
According to the commission's description, several hunters had accidentally wandered into this swamp.
Although he thought that a few ordinary people might not last until now, you never know.
Arriving even a moment earlier might save a life, altering the future of a family.
In the white mist, visibility was reduced to only three meters.
Further away, even a hint of silhouette couldn't be seen clearly.
Maggie's originally tied-up hair was now hanging loose, but luckily, she had already cut it with a dagger, leaving it just past her cheek.
She was trembling all over, feeling the icy chill spreading throughout her body from her toes.
If she lifted her calf at that moment, she'd see her foot and calf had turned a strange purple from prolonged exposure to the swamp.
And this is what caused her lips to pale and her body to gradually weaken.
"Father..."
