Chapter 835: Stormhold Fortress
Standing outside Viperfog Valley, you couldn't see anything inside at all. But once you entered, the black mist seemed to become much more transparent—you could at least see several hundred meters ahead.
The valley was barren, eerily silent with not a trace of life. Only a few sparse, withered grasses grew here and there—the rest was just stone.
After walking some distance into the valley, there was still nothing of value to be found. But Leon's expression had grown grim.
The deeper they went, the stronger the venom mist became—the toxicity intensified. Even here, Leon could barely resist it. Through his shield, he could clearly sense the venom mist, like a swarm of bloodthirsty ants, frantically trying to infiltrate. His magic could only just hold them at bay.
He glanced at Hubert—his skin was already as red as a boiled shrimp, steaming as he struggled against the terrible poison.
Given Hubert's absurd physical resilience, even he was struggling to withstand it. That left Leon genuinely shocked.
Looking at Reina the Frost Dragon next to him, faint black lines had already appeared on her skin—a sign the venom was beginning to corrode her.
"Go! Get out of here, now!"
Without hesitation, Leon ordered a retreat. Reina the Frost Dragon had just advanced to level thirty-nine not long ago—yet even she couldn't resist this venom mist. If they stayed any longer, none of them would be able to hold out.