Once again entering the red mist-covered area, looking at the blood-red surroundings inexplicably made people feel a bit uneasy and terrified.
Fortunately, the Transformers were reliable, and shortly after descending, they had already cleared the nearby Exotic Beasts.
Packing the corpses, exploring the floors, anything of value was not to be overlooked.
With a group of thugs, Mo Qingchen quickly ransacked the 20th floor clean.
The rest was much simpler, hunting, killing monsters, looting supplies, pushing through groups of monsters, slaughtering their way down.
In a certain ruin in the Trial Dungeon, Wang Xiao'Er stretched and looked at the Mechanical Bear King on the side, sporting dark circles under his eyes.
"Morning, old bear, have you eaten?"
"Eat, eat, eat, all you know is eat! Opened more than a dozen Supply Treasure Chests, all a bunch of junk stuff.
If any one of them had something I could eat, I wouldn't be so irritable."
