Walking in the thick smoke that could not be seen, Izzy simply closed his eyes and hurried with the ability of elemental perception.

The breath of fresh air he had taken before teleporting was finally no longer able to hold it back at the moment, and he had no choice but to start breathing, inhaling the air with thick smoke.

Through the damp cloth, Izzy couldn't help but cough violently, and if I had to describe it, it was like taking a breath of air mixed with dynamite and mustard, choking and deadly.

Izzy couldn't help but think of a video he had watched on Earth, and he remembered that it seemed to be talking about the worst ways to die, one of which was to die in a fire.

At this time, the tragic situation in the video was inexplicably recalled very clearly in Izzy's mind, and he immediately felt a chill down his spine, and a trace of panic was inevitable in his heart, so Izzy hurried faster, wanting to leave this frightening environment as soon as possible.

However, the more dangerous the situation, the more taboo and panicked, and the wind under his feet Itch passed a corner, but suddenly made a sudden brake and wanted to stop.

In his elemental perception, he suddenly felt some unnatural bulge on the floor behind this corner area, but he couldn't stop it due to the inertia of acceleration.

The falling right foot stepped helplessly on the raised floor of the mechanism that seemed to trigger the trap, and time seemed to slow down at this moment.

"Click!" sounded.

Izzy stepped on it with his right foot, his face suddenly looked ugly as if he was constipated, and Izzy only felt like a soldier who didn't dare to move a step after stepping on a mine on the battlefield.

However, the situation at this time is not up to him, if he does not move, he will be tortured by the smoke, and finally suffocate to death.

However, Izzy was still extremely glad that his body was not ordinary flesh and blood, as long as his head was fine, any explosions, poisoned arrows and other traps should not be able to help him.

Thinking like this, Izzy calmed his somewhat turbulent heart, took a breath of life-threatening smoke and air through a wet cloth with some difficulty, and raised his right foot in his heart.

Then, nothing happened.

"Huh?" (⊙_⊙)

Puzzled, Izzy stepped on the raised floor with his foot, only to find that the was just a house that had not been done well, causing the floor tiles to loosen.

"Hey!Nima!!"

Izzy, who had a false alarm, felt that he had been tricked, but he was full of anger but didn't know where to go, so he had to continue to bury his head and hurry up.

But this time he was not slow or fast, and maintained a constant speed to deal with those unexpected situations.

In fact, apart from the smoke in Blackwing's Lair, he didn't encounter any traps along the way.

Izzy thought about it and thought it was quite normal, after all, this was the station of the Black Dragon Legion, who would put a lot of that kind of trigger-type deadly trap in the place where he lived, so that if the intruder was not hit, his own people would be killed first.

Izzy estimated that the traps here should be the kind that need to be controlled, and the Red Dragon Legion was afraid that they would be miserable by those artificially controlled traps when they attacked for the first time.

And now there are no people here, there is not a single ghost shadow to be seen, and in the face of the threat of suffocation in the thick smoke, I am afraid that those enemies of the Black Wing Nest will either die or go to participate in the battle on the top platform.

With his own judgment, Izzy began to quicken his pace again, breathing in the smoky air through the wet cloth, he was already feeling a little dizzy, and his hands and feet were not listening.

Izzy realized that he had already entered an invisible deadly trap, and as time went on, how long would he be able to hold on before he suffocated, and he had no number in his heart, so Izzy could only run upwards as hard as he could, hoping that he could run to his own life.

At this time, Izzy had already walked to the area of the original third boss of the Blackwing Lair, which was the territory that the draconian leader that Mogolin killed was supposed to protect.

Entering the hall, Izzy felt a rare sigh of relief, although his head was dizzy and his hands and feet were as heavy as lead.

It's a blessing in misfortune that the disgusting traps that emit sluggish gas in the game aren't turned on now, and if they do, Izzy feels like he's going to die.

Without hesitation, Izzy continued to run upward, and it would not be long before he reached the lair of Cromagus, and then successfully ascended to the summit platform that had once been the seat of Nefarian.

The smoke-filled air had begun to affect his sanity, and Izzy felt that he could not breathe, and even though his eyes were closed, he seemed to be able to see some inexplicable and bizarre visions.

Sometimes he could see his family on Earth smiling at him and beckoning him to invite him to Chinese New Year's Eve, sometimes he could see Leah open her hands to him and longing for a hug, or Chuck and the sacrificial brethren were having a banquet, but Izzy was blind to those visions, and in his confusion, he still held on to one goal, which was to move forward!

With every step he walked out, Izzy knew that he was indeed getting closer and closer to his goal, he had arrived at the area where he used to be the "Dragonman Three Door Gods", as long as he climbed the slope, he should be able to walk to the lair that originally belonged to Crommagus, and the smoke here was already quite thin.

Izzy took a few steps, but suddenly stopped, and through the ability of elemental perception, Izzy sensed through the thick smoke and sensed a strange scene that made him feel strange.

Is it a group of goblins doing some kind of ritual, some kind of magical ritual that looks almost like a chemical experiment?

Izzy wasn't sure if it was the vision he was seeing, but the smoke in the area was separated by some kind of magical barrier, and a group of goblins were casting spells or throwing some kind of chemical solution into the container outside of some kind of giant glass container that looked like a human culture tank.

Izzy couldn't understand what was going on, but after making sure it wasn't an illusion, it was undoubtedly an "oasis" that could help him stay alive!"

The smoke from outside the magical barrier was Izzy's best cover, and the goblins never thought that there would be enemies coming from behind.

Izzy first reached out and touched the barrier, and then realized that this barrier only had the effect of blocking gas, not the invasion of entities. He crossed the barrier and walked in.

However, Izzy didn't take a greedy gulp of the fresh air in the barrier, he just slowly exhaled the choking smoke air in his lungs and inhaled the fresh air softly.

He had already gone through the panic stage, and now he only had a peaceful killing intent in his heart.

The sound of breathing would alarm the goblins, and while Izzy wasn't afraid of the little humanoids, he didn't want them to sound the alarm and attract the attention of the black dragons or dragonmen.

If he could, he wished that he was the "deadly dagger" that suddenly appeared from behind and stabbed into the heart of the Black Dragon Legion in one fell swoop.