Chapter 643: 507 Coastal Attack
"Boom..."
At the forest edge, near the coast, a faint rumbling sound was carried through the air.
The noise was subtle, but considering it had traveled so far, one could surmise that a significant event must have unfolded at the source, creating the echo of the rumbling.
"What’s...?"
Reiger turned toward the direction of the disturbance, his eyes flashing with a clear luster.
"What’s wrong?"
"Is something happening?"
Though Altoria and Alberon were a step slower than Reiger, as fairies with generally more acute senses than humans, even if they weren’t of the wind clan, they successively noticed the anomaly, one after another.
"[Clairvoyance]."
After contemplating for a moment, Reiger activated the sensory enhancement magic he had used in Salisbury, stretching his vision towards the coast.
Regrettably, his gaze was met with a dense fog; the mist nearly filled his entire field of view, leaving visibility extremely low.
"If it were possible to use [True Sight] under the condition of [Clairvoyance], I would probably be able to see through this fog, right?"
That’s what Reiger thought.
[Clairvoyance] only allowed one to see into the distance and did not have a penetrative function. [True Sight], on the other hand, could see through even the human body but was incapable of widening the field of vision. If the two could be used together, they would certainly complement each other.
But Reiger had already tried, and found that even when using [True Sight] while [Clairvoyance] was active, he could only see through his immediate field of vision, not the extended view.
Therefore, Reiger could not see through the situation within that layer of dense fog.
However...
"This Curse, it must be something released by Mors, right?"
Reiger could faintly detect some dark, ink-like Magic Power.
"Could it be that the people from Chaldea are under attack?"
As this thought flashed through his mind, Reiger ceased using his magic, turning towards Altoria and Alberon.
"I’m going on ahead. You don’t need to enter the Nameless Forest; you can just wait for me outside."
After speaking, Reiger activated his transportation magic.
"Wait..."
Just as Altoria was about to speak up, Reiger had already disappeared.
"Was there a need to be so hasty?"
Seated on Blanca, Alberon smiled wryly and then followed, flying out of the carriage on the back of the moth.
"..."
Left alone, Altoria was suddenly in disarray.
He had been left behind...
Left behind...
Behind...
...
"...I must be the most miserable savior."
Altoria, her eyes brimming with tears, climbed out of the carriage, maneuvered to the driver’s seat, and spurred the eight-legged horse to speed up.
The white eight-legged horse immediately galloped away, carrying the solitary fairy girl towards the Nameless Forest by the coast.
...
On the coast, at the edge of the Nameless Forest.
"Swoosh!"
Reiger’s figure abruptly appeared amidst the fog of low visibility, disturbing the mist around him with the changing currents of air.
"This mist..."
Reiger, with his eyes emitting a transparent glow, reached out his hand and brushed through the dense fog nearby, his brow furrowing deeply.
He could feel that this fog carried a strange Magic Power and emitted an eerie fluctuation, seeming to affect the mind and brain.
"The property of the Nameless Forest that makes one forget everything, even their own name, must come from this fog, right?"
Reiger thoughtfully shifted his focus.
No matter where the memory-erasing property of the Nameless Forest came from, it had no effect on him.
For Reiger, who was immune to mental interference, any power that clearly had a negative impact on the mind or brain was utterly ineffective.
Not to mention, Reiger also had the protection granted by Morgan.
Although it wasn’t very clear, Reiger felt that with Morgan’s protection, even if he wasn’t immune to mental interference, he likely wouldn’t be affected by the fog.
Given that, the origin of the Nameless Forest’s property was not important.
What was important was that, right in front of Reiger, a fierce battle was taking place.
"Boom!"
This was a rumble that could spread and form an echo.
The true form of the rumbling was a dark, ink-like cannon shot.
Several Morses, resembling mollusks, writhed their bodies in the dense fog slowly approaching in one direction. They gathered the Curse upon their bodies, forming dark, ink-like cannon shots and fired them ahead, causing explosions below the feet of a group of people.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...
With the continuous firing, the cursed Magic Power also spread endlessly in the fog, leading to a series of powerful explosions that attacked the group.
"Be careful!"
A young and anxious voice called out.
"What in the world is this...!?"
Following that, a beautiful male voice, along with a series of harp sounds, allowed invisible attacks to pass through the fog and slash into those Mors creatures.
"Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!" ...
The Mors hit by the attacks momentarily stiffened, their bodies showing consecutive signs of being slashed, releasing puffs of dark Magic Power like smoke.
However, the attacks of a slashing nature were clearly ineffective against the Mors; their bodies merely wriggled a few times, the dark Magic Power stopped rising like smoke, and the slashed wounds healed back to their original state, appearing unscathed.
Continuing, they proceeded to slowly approach their prey, gathering the dark Magic Power again to transform the Curse into cannonballs and launch them violently.