A group of demon soldiers had always guarded the entrance to Heaven's Gate. Even when Titan Building attacked from the other side with projectile turrets, they still held their ground without retreating.
It was extremely difficult for players to infiltrate it.
Titan Building's various reconnaissance teams tried for a day. At last, one group successfully slipped inside, led by He Zheng, the third-ranking figure of Blade Dormitory.
"Is this Heaven's Gate? Why is it so dark?"
A player silently transmitted a message and raised the recorder on their chest, turning it in a circle.
Visibility here was less than half a meter. No matter how good one's eyesight was, that was as far as one could see.
"Don't let the aura concealment break. Sun Li, push your perception to the limit!" He Zheng gave the order while taking out a Compass.
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This Compass was extremely peculiar. Its needle was a clown!
Five positions meant good luck, while one meant bad luck.
This was an exceptionally rare fate artifact. It could be used when one was lost, guiding them toward a favorable outcome and a favorable direction.
Of course, it also had side effects.
That was, when the needle pointed toward bad luck, misfortune was certain to happen!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~
The clown needle let out a series of strange shrieks before finally settling on bad luck!
He Zheng's eyes widened at once. He exchanged looks with his teammates, every hair on their bodies standing on end.
"Stay calm. Maybe it's only a minor misfortune. We can handle it!"
Using this clown roulette required a special Blood Pact, and He Zheng possessed one. This was therefore one of