Joel seemed to be the only one unaffected by this. His face was covered in cold sweats as he kept shaking the bronze handbell, hoping to snap his subordinates out of their frenzied states.
However, regardless of how loudly he rang the bell, it seemed to have no effect.
In the end, Joel had no choice but to put the bronze handbell away and turn to escape the fog.
As for his subordinates, he decided to abandon them.
“What do we do, Mr. Chance?” asked Gilbert, looking at Jared.
Jared glanced at a red-eyed Danny. He finally decided to take action and grabbed Danny by the wrist before forcing spiritual energy into his body.
Danny immediately came to his senses. When he saw Jared and his party, shock inundated him.
“You're... You're alive?”
Danny had assumed that Jared and company were eaten by the tiger demon ages ago.
“We'll talk later. We should get out of here first.”
Jared was worried that Danny would be distracted and manipulated by the fog once more. As such, he quickly escaped the fog with Danny and the others in tow.
Danny watched helplessly as his bloodthirsty subordinates slaughtered each other mercilessly. Despite his reluctance to leave, there was nothing he could do.
Jared and his companions soon rushed out of the fog. After a while, they turned around and looked back, only to find that the fog had vanished.
On the snowy ground, there were more than a dozen corpses lying here and there. Every single one of them was from Flaming Sect.
“Danny!” exclaimed Joel, who seemed to have sensed Danny's aura.
Joel had fled the fog by himself with nary a care for anyone else. As such, he found it odd that he could sense Danny's aura.
“I'm right here, Mr. Joel!” responded Danny.
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