Pffft—
The Blood of the Cursed Dragon cascaded down like a waterfall, not only corroding the stone slabs but also slowly flowing toward Dean·Bruce and Nicholas·William.
Feeling the intense corrosive aura, Dean·Bruce instinctively took a few steps back.
He glanced at the ajar door, his expression grave; he never anticipated that this mechanism was designed to force them into the inner city!
This realization only strengthened his belief that there was something wrong in the inner city!
The dangers inside were undoubtedly far more terrifying than the Blood of the Cursed Dragon!
With this thought, Dean·Bruce halted, silently watching the Blood of the Cursed Dragon flow toward them.
The passage wasn't very long; if he used the Angel's Light item, he could definitely escape the area affected by the Blood of the Cursed Dragon within the item's effective time.
But the Angel's Light could only protect one person—what about Nicholas·William?
