Looking at the black iron, bronze, and gold keys in his hand, Wang Zhifan thought for a moment and decided not to bother with silver. Mainly, he felt that outstanding equipment was pretty useful, and he was a bit reluctant to sacrifice it, as trading excellent gear for something unknown didn't seem reliable.
"Having a gold key should be enough. I can follow those people to check the situation."
He then left this Sacrificial Plaza and personally headed in the direction those mercenaries had departed.
When he discreetly passed through a passage at the edge of the plaza, he quickly found that the mercenaries hadn't gone far. They had already fallen into a new round of battle. However, this battle was smaller in scale than the previous sacrificial fight, with over ten people fighting against a few sticky, mud-like monsters, and the scene was somewhat nauseating.
"Mage! Fireball Technique!"
