Brave No.3 mocked coldly on the side, but he no longer cared. When the condition was triggered, some things he couldn't recall began to slowly surface in his mind.
Brave No.3 started to feel something wasn't right.
When Wen Yan rode the Great Undead to the edge of the map, the creator who had been watching silently finally moved.
As Wen Yan took Yang Hailong and stepped out of the map's boundary, the creator's pupils suddenly dilated and then contracted again.
On the other side, Yang Hailong's pupils also instantly expanded then contracted.
Just as the world above flickered for a moment, the creator suddenly trembled, glanced around quickly, and saw Brave No.3.
"Old Wang? Where is this place?"
Brave No.3 had felt something was off earlier; the creator's behavior was completely different from usual.
Seeing the creator speak, Brave No.3 looked down at the world below, with a sudden bad premonition.
"Yang Hailong?"
