The fiends entered the Dungeon in groups of four, with a total of eight teams. The team that Seo Jun-Ho belonged to was a mess that would have collapsed even without him, but the other teams were different.

"A wall mantis."

"It's tricky, but it’s not that difficult."

"Maintain a distance from the wall. It doesn’t have a presence, so it's annoying to fight it at such a close distance."

"Listen carefully. The sound of scissors is the only way to notice its approach.”

They were all experienced fiends. All the remaining fiends were those who had more experience and higher levels than the three musketeers Seo Jun-Ho had killed. Therefore, they were vigilant.

"That's strange…"

"We went down a blocked road and came back a little bit, but...”

"Don't you think the terrain has changed somewhat?"

The atmosphere inside the maze, which was made up of walls of darkness on all sides, was damp and gloomy. In particular, when faced with a blocked road after walking for a long time, curse words naturally came out of the fiends’ mouths. In a word, everyone's nerves were on edge, and they were very sensitive to changes. Thanks to this, they realized at once that the terrain had changed.

"...Why is it blocked here, too? Is it a moving maze?”

"Damn it, we’re in the heart of a mountain!”

"A moving maze of wall mantises?...