The Lantern Holder on a Foggy Night

The black mist is as thick as substance, and the twisted monsters hide in the depths of the darkness. A beam of fire props up a small piece of pure land. Lu Mang walks alone in this darkness, carrying a simple lantern in his left hand and a bladed silver pistol in his right hand. Like a dexterous butterfly, it kept flipping over and shining out into the darkness from time to time. But outside his sight, a monster covered with unknown tentacles, squirming and whispering, was watching him with a single eye dozens of meters long...