However, no one showed any sign of relief. Everyone's expression remained grim.
They all knew this was just the appetizer. The trial of the third level would definitely not be this simple.
And that proved to be the case.
The second eyeball on the right of the blood-red giant door quickly shut. A roar rang out, accompanied by the thudding of heavy hooves, and a towering figure charged out from behind the door.
The newly appeared monster was centaur-like, with the body of a man fused to a horse. It wore a suit of complex, full-plate armor that completely covered both its human and equine halves, with only a few tufts of short, stiff fur visible in the gaps.
Its exposed face was pale and sickly, dripping with a nauseating, yellow-green pus.
"An Iron Cavalry Demon!"
Pei Ze raised an eyebrow. They were a notoriously warlike race among demons; both males and females reveled in combat.
