Chapter 306 6.54 Mist Caller

Loki could not control the Viking pirates under Duke Moklash and Duke Phoenix who were like chicken blood.

Therefore, he could only lead the soldiers brought from the river valley to the watchtower, looking out for the troops that might appear in the sky at any time.

However, a whole day passed until dusk fell in the evening, and no one appeared from the official road.

Only thick fog like clouds appeared.

Affected by ocean currents and monsoons, the English Islands are foggy places. Especially in early spring, the sea water on the sea surface is still cold, but the land has been exposed to the sun for a day and the plants under the soil have begun to sprout and wake up, and have accumulated heat energy.

When the humid cold air encounters the warming land, it will inevitably condense into floating water droplets.

The frequent appearance of thick fog at night is a common natural phenomenon in the four islands.

The sudden appearance of thick fog did not alert Loki until the evening, when the white thick fog that was so thick that you couldn't see your hand in front of you completely covered the entire city and heard the first scream from the thick fog.

He was only then able to keenly sense the coming of danger.

**

"Lord Mistcaller, long time no see."

Outside the Stonehelm Fortress, Ecbert was commanding all his troops to surround the Stonehelm Fortress.

This time, he sent out all his troops without hesitation. A full 40,000 well-equipped heavy infantry and 10,000 free pirates that he spent a huge amount of money to urgently transport from the Visigothic Free City-State. These guys are essentially the same type of soldiers as the Vikings, but their teams are more inclusive and their tactics are more varied.

Individuals of various skin colors and using various divine powers can often be seen in the free pirates' team.

Among them are registered disciples from the Tang Dynasty in the East, who have practiced for a long time but have not achieved anything famous.

There are barbaric believers from the cannibal tribes of the New World, and black slaves from the North Continent who drive hyenas and vultures to hunt in the black desert. In the chaotic free city-states, all pirates who can survive are generally a bit of real stuff.

As long as they are given enough money, they will also become mercenaries to help the lords of the Western Continent solve their problems.

10,000 Visigothic pirates are not enough to comfort Ekport. He even recruited 50,000 Saint Bishop militiamen from the five major provinces, vowing to gather a 100,000-strong army to fight Loki to the death.

However, just when he was about to send troops to move into the Stonehelm Fortress. A mysterious figure entered his bedroom in the foggy night.

He recognized this person.

The lords of the Western Continent called him "Mist Caller".

The Mist Caller only looks like a human.

But his body has nothing to do with the word human.

This is a living god who has been walking in the English Islands for a long time!

**

Unlike most of the "true gods" who want to open altars and accept people's beliefs and worship.

"Mist Caller" has no interest in sharing power with others.

Just as some individuals in human beings will abandon fame, wealth, desires, and community concepts, and find a remote mountain and a herd of beasts to survive.

"The Caller" is also a somewhat lonely Outer God.

No one in this land knows how old he is, and no one knows where he came from. According to the records of the ancient animal skin scroll, the "Mist Caller" has been here for a long time since the Celts ruled these remote floating islands.

His body is similar to that of a human, but he has no limbs. His two arms are two tentacles, and the way he moves is to extend a group of soft tentacles similar to molluscs from the bottom of his robe.

As for his face, it is almost always hidden under a thick hood, with only a chin that looks like a marine creature. It is always wet and dripping with water.

"The Caller" simply disdains to interact with humans, because he knows that compared with his long and almost infinite life, the fragile human life cycle is only fifty or sixty years, which is no different from the flying insects that are born in the morning and die at dusk.

On this continent, he only interacts with a few "Outer Gods" who have almost infinite lifespans like him.

One of the 12 leaders of the Illuminati, "Lord of the Earthsea" Mutu is one of them.

As long as any creature survives, it is inevitable to interact with its kind around it. The same is true for the Mistcaller. Surviving on the earth where spiritual energy is becoming increasingly scarce, he will inevitably have to rely on the "Illuminati" who secretly controls the world.

And as the only ally among the living gods who permanently lives in the English Islands.

When the maverick "Loki" appeared, the "Mistcaller" was naturally summoned by the Illuminati.

At this time, the thick fog floating in the Stonehelm Fortress was transformed by him.

**

Running the country to the level of Wessex, Ecbert naturally knew the existence of the Illuminati. When he found that Loki had alarmed the Illuminati, the Illuminati bosses did not hesitate to send out their powerful gods to kill him.

The word "shocked" is not enough to describe the shock in his heart.

In his eyes, this Viking lord who was only 20 years old was already a dead man.

Just as humans would not stare at the flies around them. In the face of Ecbert's courtesy, the "Mistcaller" did not answer, and did not even look back at him.

A faint white mist appeared around everyone. In the twilight, Ecbert could see the torches lit by his troops, but the Stonehelm Fortress a little further away had been completely engulfed in the thick mist.

In the thin fog, you can occasionally see a few huge figures passing through. Each of these strange creatures hidden in the thick fog is more than 10 meters tall. Their figures cannot be seen clearly in the thick fog, but their deep breathing and heavy footsteps can be heard.

When Ecbert was young, he had gone deep into the city of the Scarlet Creator and had seen the terrifying ancient gods hidden in human civilization.

But at this time, all the generals, knights and soldiers who followed him on the expedition had never seen such a terrifying scene.

In the vast twilight, there were terrifying howls and looming strange monsters. They could not imagine that the Vikings who were trapped in the fortress and unable to reach their fingers had any possibility of escaping.

However, at this moment, as a hard spear flew out of the thick fog, a miserable line of blood exploded in the white fog.

Waves of roaring sounds came from the darkness, and the sound sometimes came closer and sometimes moved away until a terrifying monster with bone wings was kicked out of the thick fog.

Lightning, hurricanes, and charging berserkers rushed out of the thick fog like rushing tides!