The fifth floor of the labyrinth, a barren wilderness covered in yellow soil.
Two skeletons of differing heights passed through thickets and the Mushroom Forest, skirted around a chaotic stretch of jagged rocks, and ultimately stopped behind a protruding boulder, setting down the wooden staff they were carrying next to the rock.
"...This should be the place."
Both were players.
The reason they were here was, naturally, to complete a task assigned by Lord Demon King.
Yiye Zhiqu, draped in a silk robe, unfurled a scroll in his hands, on which a circular magic formation was drawn on parched, yellowed paper.
The pattern of the magic formation was extremely complex, woven from countless delicate lines and symbols, each stroke meticulously designed—each curve's radius and the spacing of intersection points were carefully calculated, such that even a slight error could render it ineffective.
However, great rewards inspire great deeds.