"This is too difficult..."
"I'm about to black out, I'm about to black out!"
"Damn it! Don't splash that lava on me!"
"I'm done!"
"I'm burning too!"
Ideals were beautiful, reality was harsh; with a series of wails, the rogue players charging at the forefront were almost all dead.
Most of them didn't have a high concentration of Red Dragon Blood, which was not enough to withstand the high temperature or breathe the scorching, toxic volcanic gases.
To put it plainly, they were ruthlessly eliminated before the trial even properly started.
The magma in the cave flowed slowly, with only small paths made of lava available for passage.
Many players fell into it, their bodies turning completely charred with a sizzling sound, finally swallowed up as if they had never been there.
"Is the first level this hard?"
"I'm out, I'm out."
"Let's go together."
"This trial is probably prepared for those elites again, let's bail."
