Creak, creak, creak, bang.
Two seconds later, the door behind brother Dragon closed on its own.
The three of them didn't try to go back and open it, because they were already prepared to explore it.
As experienced players, the members of blades had a clear psychological advantage when facing monsters. Compared to players, they felt that the monsters in the scenario were easier to deal with.
"Eh ... We've just entered ... And something's already here to welcome us ..." Brother long, who was in charge of scouting the way, stopped after walking less than ten meters.
At this moment, a dozen small puddles about one meter in diameter suddenly appeared on the gray ground in front of him. Although it was called a puddle, there was actually no water. In fact, it was just a small piece of the ground that had been liquefied, and it was rippling.
