Although Zhang Qiling and Hei Xiazi were formidable in strength, as monsters poured in endlessly, the two of them gradually began to feel the strain.
"I can't take it anymore, Master Hei has no strength left, time for a break." Hei Xiazi tossed aside his blood-soaked dagger, no longer caring about cleanliness as he collapsed flat on the ground, unable to get back up.
Hei Xiazi had imagined what entering the Bronze Gate would be like, but he never expected to be worked to death. No wonder the Mute had spent ten whole years in here; without a good decade or half, how could all these things ever be cleared out? Even if the two of them worked day and night like perpetual motion machines, they wouldn't finish anytime soon.
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