In the infinite darkness of the dungeon, there were more than one or two trespassers. Like everyone else, Austin and Al went downward, following different pathways, and also came to a place where no one could reach.

The red bricks are perennially permeated with water droplets, sliding down from top to bottom, and the places that have not yet dried up are like a layer of dark paint on them, giving the already old one a touch of mystery.

Austin used his fingertips to stain a little of the wet marks on the wall, and it wrinkled

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