Zhang Tie had thought that the Earth Knight who arrived later would find it difficult—perhaps even impossible—to cross the hall where their group of knights had just fought a bloody battle. Yet the reality far exceeded Zhang Tie's expectations...
The Devil Race baron reached the puppet battle doll hall very quickly. In less than ten minutes, he was already standing on the final step.
Standing there, the Devil Race baron abruptly stopped. Rather than rashly charging in, he studied the hall with focused seriousness, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
The Devil Race baron's gaze swept across the hall's floor inch by inch.
The floor was smooth and clean, yet traces of the recent bloody battle still remained. The countless puppet battle dolls that had been shattered had not left behind a single component on the floor, and even the marks left by combat had automatically restored themselves. Still, there were some things on the floor.
They were the blood left behind by wounded human knights, along with a small amount of shattered armor.
None of the human knights who had entered the hall had expected it, nor had Zhang Tie: the traces of battle they had left in the hall amounted to a crucial piece of information for the Devil Race baron. That information told him that although the human knight team that had entered this place possessed the key to open the temple gates, they knew very little about the temple itself—at least, far less than the Devil Race knew. If the human knights who came here had understood the temple well enough, they could have passed through this place without activating the puppet battle dolls before them at all.
What he saw before him made the Devil Race baron even more certain, strengthening his resolve to