The entrance of the ruins was like the throat of a giant beast, the darkness thick and tangible.
The moment Fang Qingyu and the four others stepped in.
Their vision was compressed to the limit.
In front, chaotic roars and the rumble of energy collisions rolled like muffled thunder.
Fang Qingyu's steps did not pause: "Keep up!"
Night Vision pierced through the darkness, at the corner of the passage ahead, several hulking Magma Drillers, covered in dull rock armor with ferocious mouths dripping corrosive saliva, were being shoved by a chaotic swarm of ants, letting out agitated screeches.
"Cut through them!"
Chaos! Bloodshed! Crowding!
The narrow, winding passage ahead was densely packed!
Countless ferocious-looking Rock Nest Ants surged forward, biting, charging, like a dark flood pouring into a nest.
Their compound eyes flickered with scarlet light, targeting only one goal.
The core position.
