This is a rather peculiar great hall.
It's entirely constructed out of ice.
Or rather, built from blocks of large ice bricks; from afar, if you don't look closely, it even seems like a building sculpted directly from a single large block of ice.
The roof is piled with snow, looking out of place with the surrounding environment.
Encountering man-made structures in a dungeon is a rare occurrence, and even if there are no aliens inside, it's likely built by them.
"Let's go in and take a look."
Li Pu was the first to step onto the ice-carved staircase, which was rather slippery.
Thud!
Chang Shoushang, behind him, slipped on the first step.
"Oh my, my back..."
He grimaced as he got back up.
Indeed, you might escape the first calamity, but not the second.
"It's so cold inside here."
Tong Qingxin looked around, noticing that though the great hall was large, it was completely empty inside.
"It's cold inside."
"It's cold."
"Cold."
"Cold."
