Outside the subsidiary mist, the Holy Soldier Squad of the Eternal Church all entered the mist.
Oliver reached out and touched the white mist, finding that it was just ordinary fog.
"But how can ordinary fog achieve spatial transference?" Oliver looked down at the gray-blue floor that had appeared, a thoughtful expression on his face.
Lucas, standing nearby, had already opened the Black Box, and two silver revolvers appeared in his hands.
Harold's face was slightly pale at this moment. Although there were so many Holy Soldiers present, he was already psychologically traumatized.
"Big Brother!" Lucas's voice came through at this moment.
The surrounding mist thinned, and the outline of a massive city faintly appeared before their eyes.
After walking for a while, everyone stepped inside the City of Mist.
The first and second subunits in front cautiously surveyed the gray-blue buildings that had appeared around them.
Appearing here again, Harold looked at the familiar buildings around him, his body trembling slightly as bad memories began to flood back.
"Don't worry, with me here, what could possibly happen to you!" Just then, a large hand slapped Harold's shoulder.
Oliver appeared, a hint of confidence on his face.
"Mhm!" Harold forced himself to calm down.
He pointed ahead: "The church is in the middle of the city, and there are monsters in the houses on both sides of these streets."
"Monsters, you say? Then let's clear them out." Oliver's lips curled slightly as he looked at Lucas.
Lucas immediately understood. He looked at the surrounding squads and shouted, "Flatten the surrounding houses!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he took the lead. He raised the revolver in his hand and aimed it at a three-story house in the distance.
Bang!
With a loud noise, the muzzle shot out a red light toward the three-story house.
Boom! The red beam flashed, and the three-story house instantly exploded into fragments. Not only that, but seven or eight houses behind it were also shattered, revealing a straight line.
The monsters inside the houses turned into ashes and vanished at that moment.
"So strong!" Seeing this, Harold's remaining fear instantly vanished, replaced by excitement.
He had seen Source-Artifact Users take action before, but those were merely novice Resonance Users; they were worlds apart from Lucas, who was a Controller.
The rest of the Church Holy Soldiers nearby also began to attack. In the front, a muscular man wielded a long saber, which glowed faintly blue, and chopped heavily down onto a two-story house on the left.
Boom! The long saber easily broke through the wall, and the huge impact made the entire house tremble violently, covered in dense cracks.
Rumble! Then the house collapsed.
"Roar!" Just as it collapsed, a Short Dwarf holding a short axe and having pitch-black pupils suddenly burst out from inside.
It rushed towards the human who had chopped down its house.
Pfft! Before the Short Dwarf could get close, the muscular man immediately spun his long saber and sliced the Short Dwarf in half.
The Short Dwarf's corpse turned into ashes and disappeared before it even hit the ground.
"Trying to sneak attack with that level of skill? Truly trash." The muscular man showed disdain on his face and continued to destroy the surrounding buildings.
The monsters inside were killed one by one.
In just a moment, the hundred-man Holy Soldier Squad had flattened all the houses within a few thousand meters.
Harold watched the monsters that had previously slaughtered them easily being killed in turn by the Holy Soldier Squad, a look of shock on his face: "So strong!"
Then, a look of confusion appeared on his face as he looked at Lord Oliver and asked, "Lord Oliver, killing the monsters inside is clearly easier and less strenuous than tearing down a house, so why go to the trouble of doing this?"
Oliver replied while observing his surroundings: "Everything here is constructed from the opponent's source artifact. Destroying the architecture is also a process of weakening their source artifact."
"Oh, I see, so that's it. Lord Oliver truly possesses battle wisdom. Becoming a Patriarch later on won't be difficult at all." After seeing his own people perform so powerfully, Harold reverted to his old ways, flattering Oliver while he spoke.
Oliver merely smiled at this; people at his level had seen too much flattery and were already immune to it.
What Oliver didn't know was that the City of Mist, which he and his grandfather had spent half the day guessing about, was not a source artifact at all, but the ability of a monster.
Rumble!
The hundred-man Holy Soldier Squad was like a demolition crew; they began implementing a Rotational Substitution Tactic.
Two squads demolished in the front, two squads rested, and one squad constantly conserved energy to deal with potential dangers.
"This is truly easy. The strength of this so-called Domain-type Source-Artifact User doesn't seem like much." In the leading squad, a middle-aged man wore Brass Knuckles on his right hand.
Every time he threw a punch, he could gather the surrounding air onto his fist.
Bang! With another punch, the air-infused fist heavily smashed against the wall. The next second, the accumulated air on the fist instantly burst forth, collapsing the house in front of him.
Beside him, a young man holding a sniper rifle had a relaxed expression: "We still need to be careful, after all, the true enemy hasn't appeared yet."
Bang! As he spoke, he suddenly raised the sniper rifle in his hand and fired into an alley on the left without even looking.
In the alley, a monster over two meters tall exploded into ashes upon impact.
In the center, a woman in the squad originally responsible for conserving strength was looking into a mirror.
Suddenly, her expression changed. Images began to appear on the mirror.
The images showed a dense torrent of monsters, including a dozen monsters several stories high mixed in.
She immediately reported loudly to Lord Oliver: "Lord Oliver, a large number of monsters have appeared ten kilometers ahead! Estimated count is several thousand!"