Like the Mist of Strangeness that never dissipated, a thick fog shrouded Coal Mountain Town, glowing orange-red by firelight.
"We're overwhelmed; Coal Mountain is burning."
The pitch-black eight-handed cultist said to the arriving Lu Li.
The haze was smoke from the burning Coal Mountain, pungent and toxic, with almost no figures visible on the streets.
Like goose feather snowflakes, "snowflakes" drifted down from the sky, turning gray-black when crushed.
"Where's the Guardian God of Coal Mountain Town?"
After the Land of Light went on track, it subdivided Evil Gods into Alien Gods, Evil Gods, and Guardian Gods.
The cultists, dark as if they were Ophelia or miners dwelling underground for months, bitterly whispered, "He is powerless too, only capable of sheltering us from being consumed by the flames..."
"The Land of Light will help you extinguish the fire in Coal Mountain Town."
