The cave from which Mandela escaped was roughly circular in shape, and when viewed from above, it did not seem to be very large, until we actually stood in front of it and realized that it was three meters in diameter. The stone walls inside the cave are not neatly structured, but the surface is very smooth, as if it has been specially polished, but the priest said that it was corroded.

The cave was as deep as expected, and in the direction it led to the other side of the corridor, so we got the opposite result when we tossed the coin, and we might be able to find Mandela's lair directly. Because Mandela stayed on this side and hunted for food, we didn't need to fight him.

Now the wounded Mandela hides in the depths of the cave with a grudge, and no one knows whether he will return to the lair to lick his wounds or hide in the dark as a dangerous sneak attacker. It's huge, and it's not slow, and once we're in the cavern, we don't know how many chances we'll have to escape.

"Let's go in a different direction." Tridy also said worriedly.

"No one can say for sure where this cave leads." Tomie retorted, her eagerness to try, as if she didn't take the possible sneak attack of the monster into account at all.

She looked for my approval, but I turned my head to the priest. The Priest is the oldest of our group of Demonic Emissaries, and the information in his possession is bound to give better advice.

"Nodes are not fixed, sometimes they are easy to find, sometimes they are dangerous. Our luck wasn't so good, Ms. Tomie was right, we had to go on. ”

"I have a question, how do you know that the Dao node is in this place?" Tomie suddenly brought up the question, her gaze full of suspicion, wandering between Father Priest and Tridy, as if she could read their minds.

I've been asking this question for a long time, but I'm not sure if it's the right time to ask, and even if I did, I didn't think the priest would answer.

Triti also looked at the priest with an inquiring look, it turned out that she didn't know the truth, what happened when they formed the team?

"You didn't ask?" I say.

"No...... I thought someone else had asked. Tridety said hesitantly.

"Who was the captain at the time?"

Tridy shook her head in confusion.

"No, there's no captain, we'll just get together like that, and then ...... the priest," she said, looking at the priest with a strange gaze, "At the priest's suggestion, I came in." You said there was a way to get us back, and none of us had any doubts! ”

The priest spread his hands innocently.

"I'm not lying, I do."

"I didn't mean that......" Tridy was unhappy with his evasive answer, but Tomie interrupted him in the middle of his sentence.

"Father, to answer my question, how do you know where the Dao node is?"

"If I ever see you here again, I'll answer." The priest smiled without hesitation: "Now, you can only choose to believe or not to believe." ”

Tomie stared into the priest's eyes with a playful expression, she must have mastered something using the methods of psychology.

"I believe in you." Tomie said without question, "I'll be back." ”

"See you again? Come back? What do you mean? Tretty asked, her gaze rolling back and forth across the faces of the three of us.

So I explained to her that once you get out of the apocalyptic illusion, you will lose all the memories in the illusion. I took out my diary, and before I entered the cave, I quickly recorded the information that had been confirmed by the priest so far, and distributed the food I had brought with me.

We finished eating high-calorie food outside the cave and entered the cave without objection. It was still Tomie who took the lead, and the priest broke off. I covered behind Tomie. Triti walked in third place in a trance, and didn't seem to have recovered from the onslaught of intelligence.

This long cave has no underground sewers and stalactites, and is slightly dry. After a zigzag walk, the light dropped to a low point that the human eye could not perceive at all, and only the light of the flashlight could bring a slight sense of security.

Although I was always on guard, I didn't get any sneak attacks, and it felt like I was walking through a passage carved out of the dirt by a giant earthworm.

When the light appeared at the end, I thought it was the illusion of staying in the dark for too long. But the light did not disappear, and continued to amplify as we progressed.

This was followed by a fishy smell that gradually became stronger.

Some of them looked like excrement, others like the smell of human leftovers in a room that was used as a kitchen by a ghost dog.

When the smell got into my nostrils, I didn't have the slightest doubt that trouble lay ahead.

There was a violent tremor behind us, accompanied by the sound of falling stones, and the smoke and dust rushed far away, surrounding us for a long time.

The back road was cut off.

It's waited too long to make a wrap-up here.

The light of the outlet is green, fluorescent from an unknown glowing moss.

It is a hall in the style of grotesque sci-fi, with the ends of the spindle-shaped object as the central pillar and the floor merging with the ceiling, as if they had been cast directly from a mold. The material that makes up the hall is a material with a metallic sheen but a non-metallic texture that has the touch of flesh and blood.

It's clean, but the smell of blood comes from it.

In the middle of the spindle was a metal plaque with square-like text etched into it, so no one could read it.

The surface of all materials, including the spindle, is engraved with a number of intricate patterns that resemble circuit board wiring, including the ceiling, the four walls, and the floor, forming a grand mystery.

Countless streamers pass through the trails of the lines, flickering like electronic clouds, all over all directions.

This is clearly not a monster's lair, more like the remains of some kind of facility.

The priest studied the structure of the hall and the text on the spindle metal plaque until he came to some conclusion.

"What's written there?" I asked.

"Ruling Bureau."

"Rule? What is that? ”

The priest did not answer, as if he had not heard, and pondered to himself.

"What the hell is this place?" Tridety asked. ,

"I don't know what to do." The priest said, "But the node is here. ”

"Where?"

I also felt it, and the magic pattern brought an indescribable sensation to the body, like being attracted by a magnet hidden somewhere in the air.

The node is here, you can feel it, but you can't find it with your five senses.

"Invisible but existing, a very special situation, it should be disturbed." The priest said firmly.

"What's next? How can I go back? Tridety asked.

"I'm more concerned about where Mandela has gone." Tomie said, cautiously walking away.

The priest led me to what appeared to be a console-like device under the spindle. The dome-shaped display was constantly generating data, which seemed to me to be indistinguishable from the gibberish of a computer, and the priest had a confused expression. In addition, there are some levers and buttons, and no one knows how to use them.

At this time, Tomie shouted from behind the spindle.

"I found Mandela."

When the priest and I ran over, we saw Tryty staring at the top of the spindle with a dull expression. It was a glass-like shell that looked completely different from the front, and through which the inside of the spindle could be seen. It was filled with a yellowish liquid, and the monster Mandela was floating in it, dense mechanical non-metallic tentacles piercing its body.

Mandela remained motionless like a biological specimen, his body decomposing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

How exactly does it get into the spindle? What did the tentacles do to it?

An eerie aura continued to emanate from the spindle.

The only thing that is certain is that this seemingly unsupervised mega facility is operating on its own and interfering with the emergence of nodes.

"It has to be stopped." I say to everyone.