The dark green mist slowly dispersed, leaving a thin layer of green across both rooms.
Within two to three seconds, strands of black smoke emerged from the green, and everything tainted by this green was corroded, rapidly dissolving at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The ground crumbled, and Yang Yu and his companions, along with the Slime, fell to the next level.
Thanks to the Slime's protection, Yang Yu and the others were unharmed, not affected by the toxin's corrosion.
"It exploded just like a bomb..."
Lingshan still felt a lingering fear; if it weren't for the Slime's toxin immunity, they might have dissolved like the two rooms overhead.
"Is everyone okay?"
Yang Yu glanced over everyone. Aside from the Slime, which lost a bit of blood due to the explosion, everyone else was fine.
"Such an explosion is just the beginning.
The castle of the [Count Blood] is vast, akin to a maze for us who are unfamiliar with it.
