The door had been destroyed and was wide open.
After the four entered the hall, they got out of the block and were suddenly enlightened.
It was a huge hall.
It was as wide as twenty or thirty acres.
The chandelier in the middle had already fallen to the ground, smashing into pieces.
There was a five-story window facing the wall.
A picture of the Holy Maria was drawn on it with colorful glass.
Outside the portrait, there was ice that had been frozen for four hundred years.
The whole hall turned blue and white because of the low temperature.
Once upon a time, there were warm candlelight and an endless stream of aristocrats here.
But now, it had become a nest of fiends, always hidden under the ice.
Until they arrived here, there was no sign of a fiend. Everyone's tense nerves gradually relaxed.
"Well, do you know the story of Princess Aurora and Prince Dragon?"
Taylor, who was a little relaxed, suddenly opened the conversation box.