The sewer entrance reeked with a nauseating stench, reminiscent of the lingering odor of decomposing corpses, with rust-colored moss patchily draping over the stone bricks and walls amidst stagnant water, extending all the way into the depths of darkness.
Luo Hao stood still for a moment with a frown, then stepped back through the water with a splashing sound, took out the Communication Crystal, and contacted Yuwen Yu, saying: "The guards at the sewer entrance are missing."
"Are there signs of a fight?"
"Couldn't find any."
"Stop being paranoid. Maybe they just went to watch the match. I still don't get why you care about this."
A crackling sound came from the crystal, somewhat distorted.
But Luo Hao thought differently, shaking his head: "To my knowledge, this sewer can lead to underneath Elfendo."
"So what?" The tone of the other party was clearly impatient.
