The temperature around the entrance had dropped to less than eighty degrees Celsius. For ordinary people, that was already a completely bearable temperature, yet no one felt any joy because of it.
Less than five meters from the entrance lay magma at four thousand degrees. The surrounding air had been heated to the point where, if you cracked an egg at a height of one meter, it would solidify into a fried egg before the white and yolk hit the ground.
This bizarre low-temperature zone seemed like a trap Chimera Seventeen had deliberately set, waiting for its prey to walk right in.
But would anyone really take such an obvious bait?
Yes.
Because the prey had no other choice.
Or rather, the prey did not think of themselves as prey. They were hunters. They had come to hunt... The thing that had laid this trap was the prey.
In nature, the relationship between hunter and prey could change in an instant. Strength, skill, strategy, and even luck could determine life and death... As for whether anomalies counted as part of nature, there was still no definitive answer.
The talkative hunter took a deep breath, tightened the Velcro around his combat suit's cuff, gritted his teeth, and followed.
He was followed by two expressionless mass-produced hunters.
"Let's go." Sun Hang took Miki Fukada's hand and stepped into the cave as well.
The cave was dark. The Dragon Flame on Wang Xiyi's tail, as she walked at the front, became the most conspicuous light source. The hunters behind her held weapons in one hand and powerful flashlights in the other, warily surveying their surroundings.
Rather than a cave, it was more fitting to call this place a tunnel... They had walked forward for roughly two hundred meters, and the tunnel's width had