Bab 49: chapter 49: first floor

"Bang, bang, bang. Inside the dark passage, a delicate girl with slim muscles was experiencing continuous tremors from fatigue. The corner of her soft, pink lip was dyes by the crimson blood spilling out.

A chakra blade pointed at her slender neck, and Zen showed no mercy or pity for her beautiful face in this miserable state. "Don't slack off; thunderbolts are turning more furious. It looks like we're about to reach the end."

Rumbled, bang, bang.

One after another, multiple thunder showers struck the crystal plant root shield, almost on the verge of breaking. Marry, on the verge of fatigue, felt her trembling white legs reached out to his hand.

Zen felt annoyed, "What a waste! At the helix stage, you're a waste of potential.

You want me, a mere awakened warrior, to handle thunder strikes that can kill intron worries?