The secret of the Southern Dipper lies on the fifth level.
The journey is long and arduous.
A short rest then several hours later, the earth rock sector on the second level.
In a broad cave hall, the ground is not covered with tidy stone slabs but is deserted, like the Gobi terrain.
Crack…crack…crack...
A mound rising rapidly from beneath the gravel enlarges to almost the size of a car. The stone layer bursts open, and a huge shadow within, like an elephant stomping, charges towards the trio.
The ground cracks inch by inch, like tortoise patterns. These traces suddenly extended from a hundred meters away to right before Casio.
The shadow appears in the blink of an eye, its entire body shrouded in a howling storm.
