"Creak... Creak... Creak—"
Amidst the roar of metal, the ancient ruins, dormant for countless ages, gradually revealed their inner space, spreading an indescribable stench outward.
"Retreat, retreat! It's so stinky it's burning my eyes, even more ridiculous than the standing socks in the boys' dormitory...."
Master Fuli covered his nose, showing a look of disdain, and directed Miyel to retreat backward.
The airflow from the "mental asylum" ruins did not trigger any intuitive warning, so it might not be toxic, but just from the smell alone, it was comparable to a biochemical weapon.
Even Unos, who opened the door, changed his expression after smelling the strange odor permeating the air.
Unos held his breath, took out a walkie-talkie, and instructed the assault team to enter the ruins for disinfection and elimination.
He himself retreated and walked towards the location where Master Fuli and Professor Wu were.
