The sound of heels striking the floor in their ears became clearer and clearer.
In everyone's eyes, the words "safe exit" suddenly appeared behind the internet café.
"Should we try to confront the boss directly? My strength has recovered. The Summoner can cast the Ice Seal Curse, the Death Cursing can make it display its health bar, plus my Slow Time Domain, we might be able to counter—"
Before Sima Kaoyu could finish the word "counterattack," he suddenly heard a woman's cold snort, full of disdain.
At that snort, Sima Kaoyu suddenly found himself unable to speak.
Zhou Baiyu had the same feeling; his resistance to distortion was high, but for a moment, even he found it difficult to speak.
That wasn't the most terrifying part.
Following the woman's cold snort from outside the door, everyone was afflicted with a random negative status.
For some reason, Xinkui always thought of things that were "causally related"; it was hard to concentrate.
