Facing the toxic mist that surged toward them like thick smoke, Little Round stepped forward to meet it. Standing at the edge of the poisonous haze, she took a deep breath.
The yellow-green toxic smoke wafted into her nostrils. Red blotches rapidly spread across Little Round's pale face, followed by pustules and blisters. Her bright, watery eyes turned murky, and bloody tears streamed down her cheeks.
In an instant, the mature, cool beauty had become a hideous, terrifyingly ugly figure.
"Little Round."
Zhang Yuanqing's expression changed slightly. He pulled out the Azure Emperor Jade Belt as he rushed toward her.
"Don't come over!"
Little Round stopped him coldly and retreated from the toxic smoke.
With her face covered in blisters and pustules, red and ulcerated, she said flatly:
"You can't withstand this poison. Even with antidote pills and healing items, once you're enveloped by the toxic smoke and continuously eroded, you'll still die.
"Without antidote pills and healing items, the Fire Master and the Swordsman would die on the spot."
The Fire Master and Swordsman's expressions shifted.
Sun Miaomiao and the others did not look much better either. The toxic mist had blocked their way back, leaving them no choice but to force their way through this stage. Guan Ya's analysis had been right—Mechanism City was indeed designed as a place one could enter but never leave.
Fail to clear the stage, and they would die.
"I'm a Yin corpse. I'm not afraid of poison." Like a proud elementary schooler, Princess Yinyao raised her little loudspeaker.
"Bzz, bzz." The Cat King Speaker in her waist pouch cooperatively began playing music. "You are electricity, you are light, you are the one and only myth~"
"Shut up!" Zhang Yuanqing's blood pressure shot up in anger. *Those two living treasures are together now.