Speaking of this matter, Gu Pan was still a bit angry.
She originally despised the previous team’s "Dragon Elephant" for being too weak compared to her own disciple, and wanted to replace him.
Unexpectedly, the replacent might be slightly stronger than the previous one, but he was particularly verbose, making him look more and more unpleasant.
Is there really no other good "Dragon Elephant" in this world?
Others noticed her scowl, and Ning Xin quickly said, "No, no, no, Jun Moxiao, you’ve misunderstood. Don’t mind my brother, he’s an idiot."
"Jun Moxiao brother, our intention is for you to decide which way to go," Lady Qianfa, the "Soul Capturer," looked at Gu Pan softly.
"Yeah, yeah." "Fallen Apostle" Huang Lili and "Prison Director" Shen Chongyang also chid in.
"Hmm..."
Gu Pan nodded, saying no more, and passed by everyone, stepping into the dense fog.
The soil beneath her feet was loose and moist, with each step sinking slightly.
She could feel the vibrations coming from underground, a unique perception passed on by the High-level Curse Seal.
Sothing seed to be writhing beneath the land, becoming increasingly intense, increasingly clear, as if crawling scratching right underfoot, making one feel jittery.
"Damn it, even if you let choose, I’m not a butcher; how would I know what to choose? This can’t go on..."
Gu Pan, whose cold and ruthless eyes seed decisive, muttered silently to herself.
Thinking about it, she tilted her head slightly and whispered in her mind, "Ancestor, what do you think?"
"This place is odd~ this power seems sowhat familiar. Hmm, I an just a little... let think more..." the ancestor’s voice was deep and hoarse.
"Uhh."
It seems the ancestor, besides quickly providing power, wasn’t all that reliable either, hmm, this might not necessarily be a bad thing... Gu Pan frowned.
However, the current crisis remained unresolved.
This feeling of running in place, as if stuck in a cycle, made Gu Pan extrely uncomfortable, reminiscent of tis she was trapped in endless loops within so subterranean illusion.
Death Report Ridge, so dangerous, if only I had known not to co.
Stuck here now, how do we get out?
Hide until the incense burner ends? But it will get dark, and they say once it gets dark, if not inside the church, it’s over...
Frowning in thought, Gu Pan’s eyes suddenly brightened.
"I’ve got a way." Gu Pan said.
The group hurried over: "What way?"
Gu Pan pointed overhead and said: "Wait."
"Huh?"
Everyone was puzzled, thinking she was randomly speaking, when Gu Pan added: "According to the rules here, one hour before dark, there will be an alarm. At that ti, no matter where you are, if you head towards the church, you’ll be inside within an hour, right?"
Upon hearing this, the group was first stunned, then suddenly enlightened, shalessly giving her thumbs up in praise: "You an to use this rule to head straight to the big church?"
"Damn, brilliant, how didn’t we think of this!"
"Really, genius, bringing genius ho, as expected of you, Jun Moxiao!"
Gu Pan, maintaining a cold expression, said: "Stop pretending, your acting is too exaggerated."
Though she said that, her heart was subtly pleased.
The group imdiately stayed put, waiting and staying alert, as the fog grew denser, reducing visibility from fifty paces to eventually under two.
anwhile, the rustling beneath their feet grew increasingly urgent, as if sothing from the core had co to the surface.
Even after digging ten feet deep, they didn’t find any trace of monsters, the hidden threats were far more terrifying than monsters that directly in your face, gnawing at everyone’s psyche.
At this mont, perhaps Gu Pan’s team of six was the only one hoping for darkness to descend quickly in the entire "Death Report Ridge".
After a lengthy wait, finally, like dawn breaking, a series of chis sounded from the distant horizon.
Dong! Dong! Dong!
Twelve consecutive rings, gripping the heart.
Then ca the alarm sounds, incomprehensible in articulation, "Starved-brain’s unhappiness" echoed across the sky, black, pink Little Xue floated in the air, montarily dispelling the fog, engaging in a bizarre mutual antagonism and engulfing stance with it.
Finally, it began!
Enduring the tornt, several people screeched, standing up simultaneously, instinctively looking at Gu Pan.
Gu Pan wasted no ti pointing in the direction of the chis’ source and started: "Go!"
After that, she took the lead, proceeding quickly.
Her teammates closely followed behind, hearing each other’s footsteps and rustling of clothes.
They tried maintaining a straight path, choosing to break through stone walls with one powerful strike wherever turns were unavoidable, persisting through without letting the eerie maze disrupt their course.
During this chaotic rush, suddenly, "Butcher" Ning Xin caught hold of Gu Pan’s sleeve.
"Wait." Her voice was soft, "Sothing is following us."
"?"
Seriously?
Aren’t we already avoiding their pursuit?
Glancing at the woman, Gu Pan imdiately tagged her as busty but brainless.
The next mont Ning Xin said: "There’s also sothing on the side, they’ve caught up already!"
"!"
Gu Pan imdiately halted, with her right hand already resting on her sword hilt.
She listened intently, perceiving the surroundings.
Aside from sounds of wind, snow, and beeping, nothing seed present.
But quickly, she noted an anomaly — a slight noise in the air, indicating sothing rapidly moving and generating a whistling sound.
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