Sail Shadows in the Sea of ​​Fog

Chapter 162 Conspiracy
"I'll ask you one more time."

"Yavso, prepare all your spores."

As Cheng Lang spoke, a whip covered with fine scales appeared in his hand. "Yun Lan!"

"puff!"

As soon as Cheng Lang shouted, Yun Lan, who was already prepared, suddenly waved her hand. Instantly, all the highly vigilant elven hunters around, especially the elf on horseback, were pierced through the body by long thorns in an instant!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Shenba let out a loud shout and forcefully threw the huge scythe in his hand.

At the same time, Yun Ji had already taken the feather pendant that was originally hanging around her neck. Then, she stepped on the carriage and jumped up, using the tower as leverage, and spread her black wings, silently rushing into the miasma.

A little later, Yavso had also taken out the Spider Bow and shot arrows with glass bottles attached to them at the surrounding area.

Using the damp miasma in the valley, the spores that broke apart one after another formed a dangerous defensive circle, within which deadly thorns would occasionally sprout from various places.

"Fan Hart, can you pilot a Tunneling Beetle?"

Having prepared, Cheng Lang asked questions while cracking his whip to pull Ya Fusuo, who was standing still and attacking, to the back of the carriage, narrowly avoiding a high-speed arrow.

"Of course, that's me."

"Enough talk, dig a tunnel! Hurry up!"

As Cheng Lang spoke, he tore off the necklace and threw it to the other person. Then he cracked his whip again, pulling Yun Lan, who had also forgotten to dodge, to the back of the carriage.

This was a battle that neither side anticipated. The sudden appearance of thorny spikes created large gaps in the elven hunters' encirclement, while the exploding spores plunged the town into absolute chaos.

As for the siblings Yun Ji and Shen Ba, the former, like a silent ghost, appeared and disappeared in the miasma, precisely hunting down the hunters who were slaughtering those who were going to their deaths, while the latter wielded a huge scythe to protect Cheng Lang and the others.

However, the good fortune didn't last long. Just as Fanhart skillfully took out the burrowing beetle and burrowed underground, another high-speed arrow flew from the thick fog in the distance and slammed into the blade of the scythe in Shenba's hand.

With a piercing explosion, Shenba collapsed to the ground with a scream. The scythe in his hand broke in two from where the arrow had hit him, and the broken half of the scythe even stuck in Shenba's shoulder!

"puff!"

Just then, bursts of green mist exploded from within the miasma.

Amidst the rising mist, the elven hunters whose bodies had been pierced by thorns were temporarily spared, while those who had inhaled the spores were regaining consciousness, and even the mushrooms on their bodies began to wither and fall off!
It's a powerful enemy!
Cheng Lang almost subconsciously wanted Ye Di to come out and help, but in an instant, he gave up on the idea and lashed out with his whip to pull Shenba over.

"Quick! Drive underground!" Cheng Lang shouted, issuing a new order.

"my sister."

"Go in quickly! I'm going to save her!"

As Cheng Lang spoke, he had already put Shenba into the tunnel that the digging beetle had just dug.

"I know what you're going to do, so leave it to us."

Yun Lan whispered something quickly into Cheng Lang's ear, then grabbed Yafso and urged Gerta and the two elves to speed up and rush into the tunnel while her thorns could still block the elves outside.

At the same time, Cheng Lang also ran into the Tower of the Dead, and Yun Lan, who jumped onto the last carriage, helped Cheng Lang seal the entrance to the tower with thorns.

In the chaos, a large portion of the elven hunters surrounding them rushed into the tunnels that stretched underground.

Even so, more than twenty people still rushed into the Tower of the Dead to intercept Cheng Lang!
However, the spiraling stone tower rendered their bows and arrows and scimitars useless. Instead, Cheng Lang's extremely long whip, which carried deadly poison, became a deadly weapon!

"Snapped!"

As Cheng Lang swung the whip, it cut deep and shallow wounds all over the bodies of the hunters who entered the stone tower, injecting a large amount of deadly toxins in an instant.

"puff"

With a synchronized thud as they fell, the hunters rolled on the ground, only to be instantly entangled by the whips, which greedily sucked the toxins and blood from their bodies.

"call--"

Cheng Lang trembled uncontrollably. Just now, as the toxins and blood flowed back into the whip, his soul trembled with pleasure.

"Crack!" With a second crack of the whip, the withered elven corpses were whipped into pieces.

"Is this how you replenish an elf's blood?" Cheng Lang touched the blood flowing from his nose and strode towards the entrance of the tower.

The elven hunters surrounding the area clearly hadn't expected the battle inside the stone tower to end so quickly. When he reached the tower's exit, there were only two elves guarding the tunnel entrance dug out by the digging beetles.

"Snapped!"

As Cheng Lang, hiding in the tower, lashed his whip again, one of the elven hunters' necks was ensnared, and the taut whip also slashed another elf's waist and hips.

"puff"

The two elves fell to the ground simultaneously, and with another shudder from Cheng Lang, they turned into fragile, dried-up corpses.

If only the Silver Queen were here.
Cheng Lang glanced at the not-too-thick miasma around him, then quickly ran out.

"Whoosh!"

Almost the instant he left, an arrow that pierced through the miasma at high speed struck the doorpost of the stone tower.

Having narrowly dodged the arrow, Cheng Lang did not run into the tunnel, but instead risked rushing into the town.

There are still enough elven hunters hunting down the townspeople who have gone to their deaths, and the reactions of those who have gone to their deaths are polarized.

They either fought back desperately or made no resistance at all, or even tried to escape.

Having narrowly escaped another high-speed arrow that was chasing him, Cheng Lang hid in a wooden house and lashed out with his whip, wrapping it around the neck of an elven hunter who was killing someone on his deathbed.

This time, however, he did not inject poison into the whip. Instead, he strangled the other person until he was unconscious and quickly stripped off the other person's clothes and put them on himself.

"I have plenty of Poseidon's blood, and I have plenty of hypocrites and fake faces too!"

As Cheng Lang spoke, he smeared the mask of hypocrisy, which was soaked with Poseidon's blood, onto the other person's face, and then stuck it back onto his own.

He cracked the whip again, injecting poison into the unconscious hunter, then drained and crushed him. Cheng Lang grabbed the scimitar and rushed out.

This time, as expected, no arrows were shot at him.

"Come and give me a hand."

From where the archer was out of sight, Cheng Lang called out to the two elven hunters, "There's something wrong with this house!"

"What's the problem?" one of the hunters asked as he ran over.

"A dark elf is hiding inside!"

After Cheng Lang finished speaking, the two hunters' faces immediately lit up with excitement. However, before they could ask anything else, Cheng Lang had already cracked his whip and tied their necks together.

"I already told you there are dark elves," Cheng Lang said, but before he could finish, the two hunters had turned into dried corpses.

Putting away his whip and grabbing a hunter's bow and arrow, Cheng Lang quickly ran towards another house.

Every now and then, he would look up at the sky or take out his whip and crack it open—he didn't want to be stabbed to death by his beautiful first mate; he hoped she would find him by following the unique sound.

"Whoosh!"

But the cracking whip failed to attract Yun Ji; instead, it summoned the deadly archer! "Snap!"

With lightning speed, Cheng Lang whipped away the arrow, then leaped into a wooden house window before the enemy could fire a second arrow. He then jumped out of the open door of the wooden house and chased a hunter into another wooden house.

"puff!"

Before Cheng Langren even went inside, the whip in his hand had already lashed open the neck of the hunter in front of him, turning him into a dried-up corpse.

"Attention everyone! Someone has disguised themselves as us, wearing a mask of hypocrisy!"

After jumping out of the window again, Cheng Lang shouted in terror, "There are three people! One of them is wearing a gold earring! And another is wearing one on his hand!"

After deliberately letting out a scream, Cheng Lang ran into a two-story wooden house, swung his whip, wrapped it around the roof beam above his head, and pulled himself up.

After regaining his footing, he swung the whip down again, letting it hang down like a rope along a vertical pillar into the room. Then, like a greedy snake, it crawled up to the doorway—he was going to deal with that troublesome archer!
While he waited patiently, the elves outside fell into suspicion, and one unfortunate hunter wearing a gold earring was almost shot to death by his own arrow.

At the same time, not far from him, Yun Ji was hanging upside down from the roof beam inside the door of a house, like a bat, with a smile on her face, which was covered.

"puff!"

A hunter who had just entered the cabin was stabbed in the spine by Yun Ji, severing his nerves. The impact of the hilt of the knife against his temple caused the hunter to lose consciousness.

A moment later, Yun Ji, now with a different face, walked out of the room, holding a knife, and headed towards Cheng Lang.

At almost the same time, a masked hunter carrying a bow and arrow also walked in the direction where Cheng Lang was.

Why haven't you come yet?
Hiding on the roof beam, Cheng Lang muttered to himself. He was waiting for the archer, but even more so for Yun Ji.

Fortunately, just when he was about to give up, a hunter carrying a bow and arrow walked in!

"Snapped!"

Cheng Lang immediately swung his whip, wrapping it around the other man's ankle.

However, to his surprise, when the whip struck, the hunter only let out a piercing scream that sounded inhuman! The whip, which was supposed to wrap around the man's ankle, even missed its mark!

"puff!"

Almost at the same time, Yun Ji also plunged a dagger into his heart, asking, "Is it the captain?"

"Get out of the way!"

Realizing what was happening, Cheng Lang quickly flicked his whip again, wrapping it around the man's chest, neck, and even the bow and arrow in his hand before the man could draw his bow!

Yun Ji reacted quickly enough that she realized something was wrong before Cheng Lang even shouted it out and started to backflip.

It was her caution that saved her; the one Cheng Lang had just entangled was actually a ghost! A ghost with silver metal rings binding its wrists and neck, a mask on its face, and even metal claws on every finger!
"Shh!"

The eerie undead's final attack before being bound only severed a single strand of Yun Ji's black hair. But this high-speed strike ignited that strand of hair!
"laugh--"

Almost simultaneously, as Cheng Lang tightened his whip, the undead, like an ice block encountering a red-hot iron, emitted a large amount of thick fog and let out a painful scream.

"Are you alright?" Cheng Lang asked as he bound the undead.

He has discovered that what corrupts this undead is the poison in the whip, but once the poison is applied to the undead, it cannot be reversed.

"fine"

As Yun Ji spoke, she tore off the clothes she was wearing. "There are too many. These hunters are preparing to carry out a covert killing. There is an even larger encirclement outside, and the entrance to the valley seems to be sealed off as well."

"Come with me"

As Cheng Lang spoke, he had already jumped down, whip in hand, and dragged the light, floating spirit onto the roof and then back down.

"Why is it an undead?" Yun Ji looked at it curiously. "And why does the mask have Rika's emblem?"

"Now is not the time to be curious about these things, come with me."

As Cheng Lang spoke, he had already grabbed the whip and run out. The strange undead was still tied to the end of the whip. He didn't plan to release him for the time being, and the poison in the whip wasn't enough to kill him yet. So, he would just have to keep him tied up like this for now.

"Are they alright?" Yun Ji asked in a low voice.

"Shenba seems to be injured. Anyway, hurry up and catch up."

As soon as Cheng Lang finished speaking, Yun Ji immediately sped up and overtook him. She was clearing away the hunters blocking her path!

With such light and visibility, the Dark Elf undoubtedly had a significant advantage, but this advantage was only temporary—by this time, a ring of firelight had already appeared outside the town, forming an even larger encirclement.

After a close call, they returned to the tunnel entrance beneath the stone tower and immediately ran into the pitch-black tunnel.

Along the way, there were many arrows scattered on the ground, but there was no corpse of an elf or any wounded.

After running down a nearly 30-degree slope for almost 100 meters, we found ourselves in a dead end.

"Captain! Sister Yunji! She's here!"

Just then, someone in the dark tunnel started shouting at them—it was Kruk, the dark elf they had picked up along the way.

When Cheng Lang and Yun Ji looked up and followed the sound, they saw that a light had been turned on in the small hole in the rock wall, which was only the size of a head.

"Please wait a moment," Yun Lan's voice came over, "We'll go and block the tunnel entrance."

"How are you all doing?" Yun Ji asked. "How is that idiot Shenba?"

"I'm fine"

Shenba's voice came over, "Princess Yunlan gave me a golden healing potion, and I'm perfectly fine now."

Upon hearing this, Yun Ji finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where are the elves who followed you in?" Cheng Lang asked.

They're all trapped inside the tunnel.

Yavso replied, "Mr. Van Hart blocked their front and back routes with giant insects, and also, we discovered that those hunters are problematic."

"What's the problem?" Yun Ji pressed.

"Many of them are not elves!"

Yafso said, "Many of them are half-sirens and pure-blooded sirens! Of course, there are also humans and a small number of elves!"

“This is a conspiracy,” Cheng Lang and Yun Ji exchanged a glance and blurted out the same answer.

“I knew it,” Yun Ji said. “Those pointy-eared creatures may be arrogant and hostile to dark elves, but they wouldn’t be stupid enough to attack a place like Funeral Valley.”

"Who do you think it could be?" Cheng Lang asked, already having a guess.

"Shall we talk about it together?" Yun Ji replied.

The two exchanged another glance, and once again spoke in unison, with the same uncertain tone, uttering the same answer: "The Frost Duchy?"

“Only the Frost Duchy itself could allow so many people to come in and surround Burial Valley,” Cheng Lang said, but then frowned. “I feel like something’s not right.”

“Who it is may not matter,” Yun Ji sighed. “The Elf Kingdom is probably going to be served on the dinner table.”

(End of this chapter)