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Han Fei reached out, using a simple tool made from stone to easily cut through the coarse ropes that were tied together. Suddenly, a series of thuds echoed as countless fragments of rock tumbled into the pit below. The Mantle Crocodile struggled beneath, letting out a wretched howl that quickly faded into silence.
Before anyone could express their joy, a booming sound grew louder in the distance. Lin Han frowned and signaled for everyone to gather. After hunting the Demon Crocodile together, they all felt a newfound confidence. Lin Han was quite satisfied with their teamwork.
The approaching sound belonged to a large creature. Lin Han addressed the group, "What are we afraid of? This Demon Crocodile was nothing we couldn't handle barehanded."
Xue Wushuang raised his fist, as if to shake off the earlier embarrassment he had felt. "Next, we might encounter the Mushroom Beast King at any moment. Once we secure what we need, we must retreat immediately; we can't afford to linger. Our time is limited."
Meanwhile, in Silent Valley Dungeon, the Dragon Tooth Squad was still undergoing their assessment.
At the same time, several dozen miles away, in a bustling city filled with lively streets and busy shops, people moved about without a care in the world. Little did they know that an unforeseen disaster was about to change their prosperous city forever.
Popular songs from a trending band played outside storefronts as shoppers enjoyed their time. In front of a Commercial Building, a crowd gathered around a stage where a Magician stood, wearing a tall hat and a tailcoat.
His white-gloved hands moved gracefully as he captured the audience's attention. With a slight flick of his fingers, four playing cards appeared seemingly out of thin air. The crowd cheered as the Magician swiftly drew his hand across the cards, revealing a stunning rose.
He tossed the rose high into the air; it seemed almost alive as it twirled and landed gently on the head of an elegantly dressed woman in front of the stage before slowly descending to rest by her ear. This magical moment drew thunderous applause from the audience.
The Magician wore a white mask that added an air of mystery; to others, it seemed like just another gimmick to keep everyone intrigued.
The deep, magnetic voice of the Magician resonated from behind the mask.
"Well then, are you all satisfied with today's performance?"
"Satisfied!"
"Wonderful! Could you give me your autograph?"
"I want to see more!"
As soon as the Magician finished speaking, countless voices from the audience responded in unison.
Beneath the pure white mask, the Magician's lips curled into a smile, and that captivating voice echoed once more.
"Then let the real show begin!"
With that, the Magician extended a gloved hand and snapped his fingers lightly. The crowd was still immersed in the magic, but at that moment—
"Ahhh!"
A chilling scream pierced through the air from the front row of the audience.
Everyone turned to see a woman, previously chosen by the rose, clutching her head in agony as she collapsed to the ground.
Concerned, those beside her rushed forward to help. But when they caught sight of her face, an even sharper and more piercing scream erupted from every mouth present.
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