The two exchanged a glance, leading their subordinates away from the pasture, quickening their pace as they walked.
"The first fog changed these insects, they have become a part of the mist, including their offspring. The municipal pest control can't deal with these insects, I have to report to Lundan Headquarters and have them send someone over to completely eradicate this batch," Darcy said, filled with anxiety. The mist was dangerous, and there was no guarantee the insects wouldn't continue to mutate.
Today they dare to eat corpses, tomorrow they might dare to eat the living!
"I still think it's related to the Black Sorcerer. Otherwise, it's hard to explain why the fog only mutated the insects and didn't change other creatures," Keith had a different opinion.
Both had their speculations, but both planned to report to their superiors. There were too many insects and not enough hands to clear them.
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