Currently, the group had climbed down from the crag and were standing in front of the labyrinth.
In front of them, blood pumped out from the ground before fussing with the walls of the labyrinth. The ground of the labyrinth was also made from blood and blood coral stretched through the floor, extending deeper into the labyrinth.
The blood walls were over twenty meters high, with the blood mist hovering above like a red curtain; growls of monsters could be heard deep within the labyrinth.
From time to time, a chunk of solidified blood would break from the walls of the labyrinth and smash into the ground like jelly.
The scene was just as disturbing as its stench.
Ivan and his group sat on the only rocky part of the cavern that was just two meters away from the entrance of the labyrinth, as for why they were sitting here…
They were measuring the time intervals that the labyrinth used to shift so that they could make preparations.