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No. 2 Backup Energy Instance Dungeon.
The sky was as dark as lead, and green lightning flashed from time to time within the heavy clouds of dust.
Beneath the dim, clouded sky, a white-bone High Tower stood cold and rotten. Like a gaunt giant, it remained utterly motionless.
The air was thick with a strong stench of decay. The ground was sticky, and the black-red bricks looked like scars left behind after flesh had congealed.
At a glance, the entire Sub-World Instance looked like a dying old man, struggling to swallow his final breath.
"Clatter, clatter."
The sound of Iron Chains being dragged suddenly rang out, breaking the deathly silence.
A hunched white-bone Troll was dragging Iron Chains as he coldly walked toward the High Tower.
The entire Bone Tower was a prison.
On the first floor of the prison, three humans were being held.
Their hair was disheveled and their bodies reeked of sour sweat. They were curled up in the corner of the prison, and one could not even tell whether they were men or women without looking closely.
Upon closer inspection, one was a young man with a severed hand, one was a somewhat simple-minded woman, and the last was an old woman lying on the ground with a vacant stare.
Soon, the Iron Gate creaked and was violently yanked open with a bang. Sharp screams immediately rang out in the commotion.
"Don't come over! Don't come over! Bone Demon, sir! I've told you everything! I've told you everything I know, aaah!"
"I didn't mean to steal the food! Please don't take me away, aaah!"
Unlike Tang Wan, who was as unresponsive as a corpse, Tang Tian crouched in the corner with only one hand remaining. He clutched a rat