"bid farewell?"

Willie Pope and Killua Rocca spoke in unison.

Sherlock nodded slightly. He originally thought Willy and Killua would disappear with the destruction of the Twilight Island, but they were not affected, proving that the island had really changed a lot.

But they were originally the natives on the island and the only two people who were free. They were the rewards they received when they took risks together, and there was no need to continue taking risks with them.

"Yes, next we will go to find the ancestor of the Immortal Bird. You have gained freedom and can go to the outside world to take a look."

Sherlock paused and continued,

"Tip, the fog around the Emmenis Islands, each color has its own characteristics."

Sherlock looked at Pipicia's dear.

Pipicia's form at this time had recovered to a fat bat. It glanced at Willy and Killua and explained,

"Purple mist represents deterioration and alternative.

When you come into contact, you will alienate the human body, first deprive your body, then deprive your soul, and those who come into contact with purple mist will become monsters. If you don’t eat people, you will die within 24 hours. Eating one person can maintain a lifespan of one day. You two form a team. If you encounter purple mist, you can also eat each other and maintain a lifespan of one day."

Pipicia blinked in a bad mood as she said.

Willie Pope and Killua Rocca had no expression on their faces, which made it feel a little embarrassed.

Neither of these two people are suitable for jokes.

Pipicia continued,

"Blue fog represents depression and despair.

When exposed, you will lose your sense of fighting, similar to negative emotions in emotional infection, and will make people suicidal."

"The blue mist represents purity and absolute.

If you come into contact, you will cleanse people's memories and become fools."

"The red fog represents struggle.

When you come into contact, you will become violent and bloodthirsty, hurt your companions, regardless of your enemies and us, and fall into a crazy battle."

"Orange mist represents gentleness, washing, purification.

Being kind to humans, touching will cleanse the soul and purify pollution. The island of Dusk is surrounded by orange mist, and you are most exposed to it.”

“Yellow mist represents power, status, wealth and luck.

Being friendly to humans, getting in touch will bring luck and luck.”

"Green fog represents life.

When you come into contact, you will have two extremes, or your life will pass quickly, age, die, or become younger, and your actual life span will increase, all depends on your face."

"Knowing the harm caused by these fogs, you can find a way to avoid it. The gas mask is invalid in personal testing, and it is recommended to bring a wind cannon.

Or store some orange mist and wrap the whole body with a secret method, which can isolate other mists."

After explaining in detail, Pipicia also gave suggestions.

"I see."

Clockdal and mr.1 remembered the purple mist they encountered when they came, which did bring about terrible mutations.

Pipicia's words were not only said to Willy and Killua, but also to Sherlock's companions.

This colorful mist surrounds the Emmenis Islands and will be blown over from time to time, touching the creatures on the island, causing irreversible damage.

"Friends, if you don't dislike me, I'm willing to follow you."

Killua Roka knelt on one knee and offered the sword around his waist.

This is his knightly ceremony, which means that he is willing to serve allegiance to Sherlock.

Sherlock was stunned,

"Have you thought about it?"

"Yeah, I hope this honor."

Kom copied the map and returned the original map to Clokdal.

"Boss Sha, are you really not with us? I heard that the Thousand Eyes Ancestor is very unfriendly and even cruel to humans."

A smile appeared on Clockdal's indifferent face:

"You can go with me, too."
Chapter completed!