Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 1086 - 770: Phantom Limb of the Lord of the Mist

Chapter 1086: Chapter 770: Phantom Limb of the Lord of the Mist

"Since it’s come to this, just say it already."

Perhaps because of the severe depletion of soul power, Emil’s behavior at this time was quite eccentric, quite unlike a Fifth Tier Transcendent.

For example, he has a habit of playing dead, exaggerating the severity of matters, and keeping people in suspense like now.

Dodging the attack of the giant hand, Roger couldn’t help but complain.

"I’m telling the truth; if the journey wasn’t so far, I really wouldn’t want to face this monster with you."

"Alright, just tell me what this thing is!"

Roger had to interrupt Emil.

"I’ve only seen references in the annals of the Silver Dragon Clan. To be honest, this thing is extremely rare. Even other Transcendents like me among the Twelve Dragon Envoys might not know about it..."

Their current mental state was quite peculiar, with thoughts transmitted almost without delay. To be honest, Roger no longer put much stock in Emil’s past statements of agony.

After all, from any perspective, a babbling person didn’t seem to be one who was dying.

"This should be the arm of the Lord of the Mist!"

Emil’s words were shocking.

"How is that possible?" Roger was somewhat puzzled.

"According to you, the power of the Lord of the Mist exceeds our imagination. Even his subordinate Heinris is so difficult to deal with. If this were his true form, I probably would’ve been dead long ago."

After all, this wasn’t Roger’s first encounter with this giant arm.

"Of course, this isn’t the real body of the Lord of the Mist. But what if I told you this arm comes from a plane at an extremely distant end."

"And there’s a separation of dozens or even hundreds of worlds between us and him?!"

"Across such a vast distance, how much power can truly remain?"

Emil answered.

Roger kept an eye on the giant hand’s attack, suppressing his inner astonishment. Previously, he might not have had much interest in the so-called Lord of the Mist.

But now, knowing that the Lord of the Mist might come from the Wizard World or be linked to it, this name was no longer unfamiliar.

There could be more secrets hidden behind it.

"Is it here to hunt me down?"

"Or is it simply searching?"

This time, Emil didn’t keep him in suspense but shared a piece of hidden history.

"The Silver Dragon Clan has been around for a long time, with several major upheavals in history. Some believe we were born at the beginning of this plane, once the most powerful race."

"The appearance of the Lord of the Mist was sudden and without warning. Everywhere he went was left in ruins, countless worlds destroyed, souls drained, and his influences spread across entire planes like wild grass."

"Until a long time ago, the Dragon Court and the Lord of the Mist had a full-scale battle. This war affected many worlds and completely changed the structure of this plane."

"Eventually, although the Primordial Dragon successfully defeated the Lord of the Mist, he couldn’t completely kill him. The Lord of the Mist’s body was destroyed, leaving only a head."

"His body was exiled to the edges of the plane."

"In this way, the body-less Lord of the Mist had to change tactics, expanding his power by constructing the Soul Realm, although his influence greatly diminished."

"There’s also a rumor that the Primordial Dragon suffered indelible wounds in this battle, unable to eliminate the enemy in one fell swoop, and could only slowly retract its power, waiting for the next attack."

"Overall, we’re still the victors."

"It’s just that countless worlds have suffered losses that need time to recover."

"Shadow’s Power was once omnipresent, but after that battle, it almost completely disappeared."

"There are many similar examples."

"The world fragmented, rules became chaotic, and even the entire plane became extremely unstable."

Emil sighed.

"But this isn’t the end."

"The power of the Lord of the Mist is beyond our imagination. Even with just a head left and no body, he hasn’t given up on expansion and struggle."

"And now, what you face is the Lord of the Mist’s phantom limb!"

"It’s not his body but an entity between reality and illusion. Because of this, it can sometimes ignore distance and even bypass most rules to appear directly!"

"This entity’s existence is to find the Lord of the Mist’s real body. There’s also another theory that his body wasn’t exiled but rather utterly destroyed."

"Thus, his phantom limb seeks a new vessel suitable for it in the plane!"

The Dragon Armor enveloped Roger’s body, yet even so, he seemed to sense Emil’s gaze.

"He needs a new body to carry his power, so he will search everywhere for Transcendents who catch his attention, hunt them down once confirmed..."

"No one knows the specific operations, but Roger, it’s highly likely that you’ve been targeted by the Lord of the Mist."

"This isn’t the first time, is it?"

Roger nodded.

"If your role is determined, then next time, you’re likely to face not just this mindless giant hand but an envoy sent by the Lord of the Mist."

"Or one of his avatars!"

"The phantom limb of the Lord of the Mist usually only appears at the edge of the World Fog. It may briefly invade the world under special circumstances, but this is merely an unconscious state."

"If he locks onto you..."

Emil’s tone was serious.