I'm in Conan, and I'm the mastermind behind the scenes.

Port of Oslo.

Norway's largest container port, which used to be busy and lively, is particularly quiet at this time.

The white mist that spread from the sea engulfed the place for the first time.

Until now.

Although the fog around the city has become much thinner due to the continuous spread of the city.

But the survivors still didn't dare to make the slightest extra sound.

They each hid in the corner, their faces still palpitating and fearful.

No one expected that what should have been an ordinary day would suddenly encounter monsters.

And these monsters don't look like creatures that exist on Earth at all.

Each of them had a lifeless, pale face, eyes that shone like torches, and a whole body covered in scales...

Combining these traits with a few older dockers insisting that it was most likely from the Land of Mist—the undead.

Doesn't Norse mythology say that Niflheim, the land of fog, is the place where the undead belong.

In German, it is also known as the Nibelungen!!

"Mason, do you think what they say is true?"

Inside a container at the dock.

The black man with a camera in his hand and a press card around his neck asked about his companion.

"Who knows, we shouldn't be here here!!"

The answer was a brown-haired white man about thirty years old, in a suit and leather shoes, who looked quite handsome, but with a hint of oily temperament.

He had a gloomy expression on his face at the moment, and he was very sorry for the news that he had taken over the newspaper this morning, the automation of the container terminal.

What bad luck!!

Nothing happened to the port of Oslo for so many years.

As a result, as soon as he came to interview, there was a supernatural event.

Could there be anything more unlucky than that?

"Absolutely. "

A lean black guy carrying a camera and wearing a hip-hop T-shirt complained,

"If you hadn't offended Bill's fat pig, we would still be in New York by now, enjoying today's afternoon tea. "

"Well, you're right, Niles, it's all Bill's fat pig's fault. "

Mason's expression became even more melancholy when he heard this.

If it weren't for the news concept problem, I offended the editor-in-chief of their newspaper and was transferred here.

He and Niles should still be enjoying afternoon tea in New York by now, instead of being scared here.

"Buzz!!"

At that moment, Mason's mobile phone, which had been muted in his pocket, vibrate.

He took it out and took a look, and when he realized that the caller ID was the editor-in-chief Bill they were talking about, he pouted and chose to hang up without hesitation.

"Buzz!!"

It didn't take long for the phone to vibrate again.

Inside the container, everyone except Mason and the black guy threw dissatisfied and angry glances at them.

"I'm sorry, guys. "

Mason quickly apologized and turned off his phone directly.

But a short time later, the phone vibrated again.

This time it's not Mason's, it's Niles, the black guy.

He took out his phone and glanced at it, and was about to turn it off like Mason.

But his eyes were suddenly attracted by the information that popped up on the screen of his mobile phone.

"Hiss-"

After looking at it carefully for a few seconds, Niles gasped and whispered to his companion:

"Mason, that guy Bill seems to know we're here. "

He said that as long as we get first-hand information about those monsters, we can immediately go back to New York and get promoted. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"And there's a $10 million prize. "

"So generous?!"

Mason was taken aback, but quickly regained his composure.

"We can't make this money, and if we go out, we will die. "

He shook his head, not carried away by the amount that would make them worry about the rest of their lives. []

This money is indeed a lot, but it also has to be taken to be useful.

And......

Mason quietly glanced at the other people in the container.

I thought I and Niles really dared to swagger out.

Someone else may have killed someone else before they even stepped out of the container.

After all, no one wants those monsters to be attracted again.

"Okay. "

After Mason's hint, Niles also figured out the question and responded with some regret.

There was silence again in the container.

Until......

Click!!

In the distance, the surface of the sea, which had frozen for some time, suddenly shook violently, and countless cracks broke out.

The tremors were also transmitted to the terminals where the containers were piled up.

The expressions of the people inside the container gradually became uneasy.

After some deliberation, they agreed to Mason and Niles' request to go out.

Others watched nervously through the open gap in the container.

One-step.

Two steps.

In the much thinner fog than before.

Mason and Niles walked cautiously, trying not to make the slightest sound.

But after walking a distance of no more than a dozen steps, the two suddenly stopped abruptly.

With dull eyes, he looked in the direction of the sea.

"Mason, what the hell is going on over there in the ocean?!"

Seeing that they had not moved, there was an anxious person in the container who asked.

Some people saw that the two of them were okay and walked out boldly.

And then they just froze in place, like Mason and Niles.

I saw a white mist surging above the shattered ice in the distance, and the sky was a dull iron blue.

And a black dragon was rising from the depths of the white mist, its wings covered with skeletons, and after spreading its huge membranous wings, it spat out black air currents in the sky.

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