"Damn it!" Liu Zhenhan caressed the still faintly hot slash wound, swearing a bit heartbroken, he just couldn't comprehend why his dagger was whittled down like this as soon as he threw it, yet the stone bridge surface was still smooth.
"The Magic Circle must be engraved underneath the bridge." Nana held Guoguo in her arms, raised the Night Pearl high for a look, and spoke with an expression halfway between guessing and estimating.
"I really can't imagine, how did the Harpies and Tauren make it through this bridge filled with strong winds?" asked Daisy.
"Never mind that, let's get going quickly." Liu Zhenhan shoved the dagger back into its sheath fiercely.
"You are supposed to lead them out of the Underground World in the future, you better figure out how to solve this." Daisy laughed: "If there are tens of thousands of Harpies and Tauren, even that Wind-Resistance Bead won't help much!"
"We'll figure that out when the time comes." Liu Zhenhan rolled his eyes disdainfully.
