Hearing his voice, looking toward Jiang Che's urgent, earnest gaze.
Xiong Jie opened his mouth, but only let out a heavy sigh. "It really is a bit difficult."
"Why not make it a dead end? Wouldn't that make the dungeon harder?" He looked at Jiang Che, bewildered.
That route just now—he didn't think his slow speed was to blame.
He'd tried speeding up, wanting to shake off the spirit bodies chasing him, but it was useless.
As soon as he shook them off at one corner, they'd cut him off at the next intersection, coming through another shortcut.
He still needed to gather those blood-colored crystals, but the more he gathered, the more spirit bodies would try to surround him.
It wasn't a matter of speed at all. He had to know the dungeon map inside and out to have any hope of clearing it.
"Because I don't want to completely cut off everyone's way out!" Jiang Che gazed at the blood-colored crystals.
