Chapter 50: Lich (1)

The plague spread like a web across the land, making it quite a challenge to find its source.

Surprisingly, the origin of the plague wasn't far from the two front lines.

As the saying goes, "It's darkest under the lamp," sometimes things so close can make you doubt if they're really there.

Tracing the plague's source led us to a wide-open plain without a single tree in sight.

It was an exposed area with nothing to hide behind except small clusters of weeds along the road. Yet, the mana that was the source of the plague clearly existed here.

More precisely, underground.

The faint mana mixed in the earth and air formed a sort of membrane, concealing a certain point.

This delicate, fragile membrane seemed so weak that it could crumble with a simple wave of the hand, like a leaf on the verge of disintegration.

At first glance, it might seem the enemy had been careless, but considering how difficult it was to trace the plague's source, their lack of caution was understandable.

At this point, powerful defensive or concealment magic would be meaningless anyway...