Miss Moghley blinked again. The sight in front of her made her a little incredulous.

- This, this......

A moment ago, the surroundings were covered with a white frost mist, and the farthest distance could only see the trees ten meters away, and there was nothing to see except the huge gray wolf in front of him. In this case, it is like an enclosed space, and there is no trick except for a hard-fought head-on battle.

The most outstanding characteristics of the paladin of Notos are his speed and mobility, and he is an invincible existence in the same rank after riding the horse of Yaolan. In other scenes, if she encounters a giant gray wolf, Ms. Mogre is confident that she can hold back the other party if she can't win, and she can harass her if she can't hold back. Anyway, she has a way to consume and grind this big thing to death!

However, in a semi-enclosed environment shrouded in frost and fog, the high-speed invasion tactics of hitting and running are basically ineffective. Especially when there are many trees around, if you are not careful, you will have a close contact with the branches and trunks......

The main reason why Lady Moghley was covered in injuries at the moment was that she had fought the giant gray wolf several times.

The frost and fog had completely dissipated, the peaceful sun was setting overhead, and everything around looked like an ordinary forest. If it weren't for the fact that the corpse of the huge gray wolf in front of her was still bleeding, Ms. Mogre would have thought that she had suddenly arrived in another place.

If the scenery in the forest is refreshing, the huge barrier that stands in the distance is terrifying and terrifying!

Raising his head, the gray barrier stretched to the limit of his vision, as if the entire sky had been split in two. Looking to the left and right, the gray barrier is like a towering mountain range, and you can't see the edge.

Miss Moghley closed her eyes forcefully, and it took a few moments to open them again.

The scene in front of me was still the same, and there was a huge point of light in the gray barrier. Spots of light flickered within the barrier, seemingly growing in size.

No, not one point of light, but three points of light, three white points of light. The three white points of light coincide together to form a large point of light that constantly flickers!

Three points of light are approaching the edge of the gray enchantment. A simple estimate from its size and distance, the speed is amazing!

The first thought that came to Ms. Moghley was—so fast! Faster than the Shining Horse sprinting with all its might!

The unusually dazzling brilliance contrasted sharply with the huge gray barrier in front of him, and it could be seen from a long distance. In just the blink of an eye, the point of light was a little bigger. They dragged a long trail of tailitis and came at great speed in the direction of the camp.

Lady Moghley was nearly middle-aged, and her years of temple life had left her indifferent to anything other than the teachings of Notos, and there was rarely anything that would give her the idea of finding out. However, the scene in front of her at this moment was too bizarre, and her heart naturally surged with the desire to explore.

- What's that?

As soon as the question in my heart swelled up, a voice answered it.

- That's the Grey Zone.

When Mr. Norn is free at night, in addition to playing the piano and singing, he also finds opportunities to give lessons to the kitten charms and impart all kinds of knowledge. In recent evenings, he has mentioned "chaos" and "order" more than once, and repeatedly emphasized the difference and boundary between "the land of order" and the "realm of chaos". Among them, the "gray zone" is mentioned.

The Grey Realm is a "buffer zone" between the Land of Order and the Realm of Chaos. In the gray realm, the power of order is distorted by chaos, and the boundary between "spirit" and "reason" becomes blurred. Originally antagonistic beings can also be intimate and complementary, and originally interdependent existences can also become incompatible and mutually restrained.

There are many, very many similar properties, laws and principles. Mr. Norn made it very clear in his lecture that he could only enumerate and explain, but not make a complete generalization.

Therefore, Ms. Mogrey's understanding of the gray domain is limited to the fact that the gray domain is the product of the opposition, mutual integration, and mutual compromise between order and chaos, and it is the transition zone between the land of order and the realm of chaos.

Most of the "eavesdropping" knights understood that if they went all the way south, they would first come to a world full of gray, and then enter the very, very dangerous Land of Chaos! The Lands of Chaos is home to countless evil and powerful creatures that will tear everyone to shreds in a matter of moments!

Nornwe's heading south was a reluctant move. The Orcs of the Fireblade Clan blocked the road to the Rift Fortress, and Nornwei's combat power at that time was completely unable to fight against the Fireblade Clan, so he had to take a detour to the south. I don't want the journey of escape to become an adventure.

The frost and mist in the frost and mist forest that obscures the sky and the sun, and the never-before-seen natural scene makes everyone's hearts frightened. Fierce and savage gnolls, wizened but powerful trolls, fat and bloated ogres, these never-before-seen monsters made the soldiers feel a deep sense of fear.

Before leaving the camp, the Acting Lord was so encouraged:

- You may not be aware of your situation. Ladies and gentlemen! We've gotten here, do you know what this place is? This is the end of the world, the border of civilization, the end of order! This is where myths and legends originated!

- Legend has it that the sages cut through the darkness and ignited the fire of civilization in the chaos of nothingness, and established the kingdom of mankind. What about now? We cut through the white frost and mist, and we fight powerful monsters in unknown lands. We repeat the feats of the sages of yesteryear! In time, we will also ignite the flame of civilization in the chaos and regain the knowledge lost in the golden age of the First Age!

- Ladies and gentlemen, we are making a new history! All of you here are witnesses of history!

The words of the vicarious lord were a great morale boost. When the soldiers of Nornwei realized that their achievements at this moment were comparable to those of the ancient sages, they immediately burst out with unprecedented enthusiasm and began to prepare for battle with full spirit. This keeps the morale of the soldiers high in the face of sudden strengthening goblins, strange gray wolves, boulders falling from the sky from time to time, and all kinds of unheard of situations.

If it was the Nornwei before the south, it should not be far from a rout at this moment, and it would not be surprising that it had even been defeated.

It was located in the Misty Lake region at the time of the confrontation with the undead, and the result of the battle was a victory for the Nornwe. As long as you don't die on the spot, you can always retract after the rout. And at this moment, it is located in the depths of the frost mist forest, once it is defeated, the white frost mist itself can completely engulf people! If you want to get out of the frost and mist forest alive, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky!

Once again, Mr. Norn's foresight was taught, which made Lady Mowgre, who had already believed in the oracle, even more reverent. But...... This is clearly not the time to pray to Notos, the god of the wind. The huge gray wolf is out of breath, but the battle continues!

Not far away, a group of gray wolves were surrounding a prey and were launching a fierce attack. At a cursory glance, there are no less than twenty gray wolves, and one of them has an exceptionally large body, which is extremely conspicuous among the wolves. Perhaps this gray wolf was not as big as the one that fell in front of him, but it was as fierce as it was. In particular, the surrounding gray wolves advance or retreat with its roar, as if they were the commanders of the wolf pack, showing the posture of the wolf king.

The prey enclosed in the center - it's the Garras steward!

Steward Garras held a long sword in each hand, and each swing of the sword brought a bright sword light. The light of the sword light was particularly dazzling in the gray mist, whether it was the sharp wolf fangs or the sharp claw blades, it was completely unable to compete with the sword light. With a simple rub, a neat and smooth incision will appear, and the only result is breakage.

The gray wolf attacked the old butler one after another, and the gray mist wrapped around their bodies was intertwined and connected with each other, and the gray mist composed of it was substantial, and even completely covered the figure of the old butler of the gray wolf for a time.

Just as Ms. Moghley was watching, the gray mist began to dissipate little by little. Every time the gray mist dissipated, the figure of a gray wolf jumped out of the gray mist. In a moment, there were more than a dozen gray wolves in the field of vision.

It turned out that there were more than thirty gray wolves besieging the steward of Garras!

The Gray Wolf's ability to transform into a gray mist is a good fit for a siege. There are many of them, and the gray mist is enough to envelop the whole person. Then the gray wolf can launch a full range of attacks from all different angles, and it is impossible to prevent it.

Lady Moghley had planned to die with the giant gray wolf, as she was unsure of how much damage a single sword could inflict on the gray wolf with most of its figure hidden in the gray mist. So he fought hard to cut off the skull of the gray wolf if he was hit hard. I believe that the skulls have been overturned, and the gray wolf will definitely not be able to live.

But the plan can't keep up with the changes. For some reason, the giant gray wolf did not turn into a gray mist to dodge as before, so that he died directly under the cross sword, unable to pierce her front paws through Lady Mogre's broken armor. Of course, Ms. Moegre welcomes such changes.

Lady Mogre gasped as she took out the healing potion and holy water from her waist and poured it into her mouth. She adjusted the rhythm of her breathing, and her limbs relaxed slightly, intending to regain her strength as quickly as possible.

Without Eliza in the air to provide a global perspective, Ms. Moghley would not have been able to grasp the current state of the battle. However, it is foreseeable that the battle is far from over, which means that there is still a desperate chance to fight next!

After about ten deep breaths, Ms. Moghley's breathing gradually stabilized. She silently raised the cross sword in her hand and began to summon the Bright Horse.

The ubiquitous wind quickly responded to her call, and the glow of ultramarine light lit up from the cross sword in her hand, blooming a brilliant teal blue. The Shining Horse then appeared beside her with a blast of wind.

Lady Moghley flipped on her horse, then raised her crosssword and pointed forward, ready to come to the aid of Steward Garras. Before she could urge the Bright Horse, the corner of her eye caught a bright spot falling at high speed.

Surely the three highlights that have just appeared in the Gray Field!

Lady Moghley immediately looked up, focusing her attention on the rapidly falling bright spot.

- Could it be an ally in the Gray Zone? No way! It must be the minions of darkness!