"Earth Force Field!"
The middle-aged man shouted.
Everyone's faces changed simultaneously.
In the next instant,
the floor completely disintegrated.
All of them fell downward together,
luckily, they landed on a giant slope below. Using various movement techniques, they mitigated the impact and gradually settled at the bottom.
—Only a hundred-square-meter area of black rock was here.
Surrounded entirely by magma.
The dwarf demons fell into the magma, sinking deeper, scattering as they fled.
Only five expedition team members remained.
The bald strongman rushed forward swiftly, snatching the treasure chest into his hands. With a slight shake, he was about to store it into his storage ring.
His hand was pinned down by a gleaming, razor-sharp claw.
The middle-aged man.
Not just the middle-aged man—Shen Ye, Nangong Sirui, and Zhang Xiaoyi also encircled the bald strongman together.
The bald strongman gave an awkward smile and softened his tone, saying:
