Soon, a basin-sized gap was carved out in the vines of the corridor, revealing the interior. The vines inside were still entangled, but their color was closer to a grayish-white, similar to the giant vine seen by everyone before.
The two mercenaries, wielding machetes, chopped for a while before handing over the task to the others to take turns. The vines here seemed to grow exceptionally hard, making the chopping process feel like cutting through stone. Several people were exhausted and panting by the time they managed to cut through a few vines.
"Something's not right. Did any of you smell something, like a bloody scent?"
Han Yan sniffed the air, her gaze revealing a hint of alertness.
"Captain, doesn't seem to be anything unusual. Maybe it's just a feeling of oxygen intoxication, a bit dizzy. Perhaps it's because there are too many plants here."
