No matter the instance, the risk always multiplies at night, and they had not even figured out the basic gameplay of the Wax Figure Gallery; it would be best not to linger here.
For different reasons, both Jie Ling and Bai Wenxian agreed to leave, and this time they did not delay, directly using props to destroy the walls of the Wax Figure Gallery.
Unfortunately, just like underground, the props' attacks were ineffective against the Wax Figure Gallery, at least in terms of the exterior walls.
"Hee hee!" The laughter of a child once again came from ahead, as if luring them forward.
"What's actually going on? You can't leave once you come in?" Jie Ling was both frightened and angry, worried that the ghost stories told by the players would become real under the instance's powers.
"Let's sort this out," Xu Huo said. "When you came out, there were two wax figures in the lounge, one holding a clue envelope, so you think either Xu Ruosi or Long Aotian got the clue as well."
