Cloud Mist Mountain lay deep within the territory of the Elven Kingdom's Forest City. The mountain was perpetually shrouded in dense fog, where visibility was so poor that monsters could easily hide within it, waiting to ambush unsuspecting travelers.
But Marcus's newest passive ability changed everything: his vision would never be obstructed by mist.
'Heh heh...'
A grin spread across his face. The monsters lurking on Cloud Mist Mountain had just lost their greatest advantage.
Behind him, the three Mist Stone Pillars, now freed from the burden of nurturing the Illusion Mist Stones, continuously poured out streams of dense white mist that fed the enormous Illusion Mist Palace. The fog thickened with every passing moment, and the maze itself became increasingly difficult to navigate.
