Beneath the ground leading toward the ruins lay a fragmented network of caves, resembling a honeycomb. Below was an interconnected labyrinth where the stony surfaces were ashen and gloomy. Crystals that glowed hung inverted from the cavern ceilings, and in the dimness grew some moss that could survive even in the faint light, its fronds curled like a thin layer of dry carpet.
Every step on it produced a crisp rustling sound like mysterious whispers echoing in the darkness.
Fang Hong suddenly stopped in his tracks. A system notification informed him that Luo Yu had sent an email, which he opened and read aloud, his tone a bit startled, "What? Miss Hilveld has disappeared?"
Everyone halted and turned to look at him.
Parker, who was leading the way, swung his plump hand wielding a torch vigorously as if to dispel the darkness before turning back to ask, "What's going on? What now? Are we nearing our destination? Thank heaven, this trial has truly been tough."
