The Death Caller, located in the center of the square, had long since vaporized into countless particles. The only evidence of its existence was the various props scattered on the ground.
A robot next to Mo Ran swiftly swooped down and collected all the scattered props into its spatial storage.
"Boom..."
Just then, a loud noise came from below the square, as if something had been activated.
Immediately afterwards, the ground about four or five meters from the center suddenly sank, slowly revealing a passage leading deep underground.
"It seems this is the path to the boss room. Defeating it will end this dungeon."
Mo Ran manipulated the levitating magnetic plate to float downwards, then retrieved some of the robots, leaving the rest to guard the entrance to the passage.
The passageway was pitch black, damp, and filled with a strong, pungent stench of blood and decay.
A pale white staircase stretches into the darkness. Upon closer inspection, one can see that each step is pieced together from countless fragments of bone.
The surrounding walls were uneven, displaying a dark red and blue color, and it seemed as if flowing black liquid was dripping from them.
After flying down about 100 meters, the bone staircase that was spreading beneath her feet disappeared instantly, and Mo Ran entered a huge underground space.
The entire space was filled with the stench of decay. Underfoot was a floor made of countless bones, and the walls and ceiling were constructed from piles of flesh and blood.
If you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of raindrops dripping, as if something is dripping from high above onto the ground.
And at the deepest part of this vast underground space, a colossal throne stands.
The throne was enormous, pieced together from countless fragments of bone and flesh, and looked quite bizarre.
And on this throne now sits the final boss of the dungeon, who has been waiting for a long time.
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