Passage Crisis and the Mysterious Guardian
With grim resolve, the group stepped into the passage. The eerie green light distorted their figures into grotesque shapes, as if they had been instantly hurled into an alternate dimension where time and space were scrambled and all rules upended. The gloomy mist grew denser, acting like heavy curtains that tightly enveloped the surroundings. Visibility plummeted drastically. They could only grope their way forward with extreme caution, relying on the faint, flickering green light ahead that resembled a dying candle in the wind. Every step felt as though they were treading on the thin ice of fate.
Just then, a low, terrifying roar crashed like a heavy hammer from the deep darkness at the far end of the passage. The sound echoed wildly within the cramped space, acting like a surging wave of noise that made their eardrums ache fiercely, as if trying to shock their souls right out of their bodies. Immediately after, a pair of blood-red eyes emerged like phantoms from the ink-thick darkness, resembling two burning, eerie ghost fires that slowly closed in on them with boundless malice. As the Mysterious Figure gradually became clearer in the dim light, a massive, ferocious monster suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes. Its entire body was covered in black scales resembling obsidian, gleaming with a chilling, eerie luster under the ghostly green illumination, with each scale seeming to recount an ancient and evil tale. Its razor-sharp…
Chapter 325