Fifty small beings against a gigantic cyclops. No matter how they looked at it, defeating the enemy would be nearly impossible!
And as if to agree with this sentiment, the next monolith appeared, floating mid-air while exuding powerful rays of golden light. Its content was short and simple:
[Reach the next stairs alive.]
It only told them to head for the stairs, while hinting that a dangerous road lay ahead... and that was it.
There wasn't even a clue where the stairs were...
But Xu Tao wasn't in the mood to play mind games.
Using his senses, he had already found the stairs leading to the next floor. They were by the giant cyclops' feet. As such, if they wanted to reach it, someone first had to act as bait and lure the cyclops away—the life or death of that person hanging by a thread.
Well... normally, that is.
Xu Tao drew his sword, eyes tightly shut as he held it casually.
The next instant... the air froze.
"...!"
