The deep darkness ahead, like an unknown beast grinning its terrifying maws, waiting for its prey to arrive.

The darkness had eroded all light and shadow, and even though he knew that if he continued to move forward, he was likely to fall into deeper darkness, but listening to the rumbling sound behind him, Ingres had no other thoughts in his mind, and the only thing he could do was to keep running.

He was fast, sprawling, and fleeting.

As the golems had seen before, there were no obstacles, the underground tunnels were empty and dry, and the only sounds that could be heard were the rumbling of getting closer and closer in the distance, and the sound of footsteps beneath their feet.

Finally, Angels reached the core of La Sudran, directly beneath the Void Tower.

After arriving here, the narrow tunnel suddenly became open, as if from Gulliver's Lilliputians to the giant's big world.

Not long after entering the negative distance of the Void Tower, Angel saw the end.

Earlier, looking for feedback from the golems, there was a large metal door here. This was indeed true, but when Ingres actually came to this door, he found that it was more spacious and refined than he had imagined.

Through the glimmer of fluorite, Ingres could see that it was a gate made entirely of Abyssal Mystical Gold.

Abyssal Secret Gold is a high-level material produced from the Abyss, usually even a small gram will be robbed in the auction of the wizarding world, but here it is made of Abyss Secret Gold such a large door! In terms of volume, this door is at least counted in tons!

Even if it was Ingres, when he saw such a large pile of abyssal secret gold, he couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster.

It's just that Ingres knows very well that the current situation is crisis, and he can't afford to think about it. Suppressing the greed in his heart, Ingres continued to observe the gate.

In the glow of the fluorite, the gate reflects the dark golden light characteristic of the Abyssal Mystic Gold.

It was also at this time that Ingres noticed the strangeness on the door, when he looked at the puppet before, the front of the door was unified, but when he really arrived here, he found that there were actually very small depressions on the door, and these depressions formed a striped path, and these lines formed a pattern.

It's like a mural that tells a strange story. Ingres couldn't read the story, but he could see that the pattern contained elements such as "code, punishment, and demons."

In addition, Angel also felt that the lines that made up this pattern were very similar to the lines of the previous shining spots, and this pattern should also be an inscription.

However, this inscription does not fluctuate in energy, and it is estimated to be invalid.

If it were normal, Ingres would probably find a way to study this inscription, but unfortunately, the time and place were wrong, and Ingres couldn't afford to have that thought.

His only thought now is how to get out and how to survive.

The rumbling in the tunnel still didn't stop, and it seemed to spread faster. From what he heard now, the entrance he had been at was in ruins.

It won't be long before it spreads here!

Time was pressing, and Ingres looked back at the door in front of him and let out a deep breath.

Now that there was no other way out, he decided to try pushing the door.

Stretching out his hand to cover the door, a cold cold air came from the abyss secret gold under his palm, which went straight to the bone marrow.

The green tendons on his arms were tensed, and Angel used all the strength of his body to push the door in the direction of the inside...... However, the thread did not move.

Angel was stunned for a moment and made a second attempt. This time, when he pushed the door, he not only used all his strength, but also created three magic hands and pushed them towards the door together.

The second result was still a failure.

The gate still didn't move, and Ingres even wondered if it wasn't pushed, pulled, and Ingres tried to pull the door in his direction, but to no avail.

After several attempts in a row, Angel used all the methods he could think of, but still unsuccessful.

If the door moved slightly, Angel could get some information, but the door was like a mountain, steady and unmoving.

"It's not pushing, it's not pulling...... Is it by knocking?" Ingres remembered some anecdotal fantasy stories, and there was a similar passage: when you try to open a door by all means, and it doesn't work, you might as well try to knock.

However, if the "knock" really opens the door, Angel will probably be terrified. The one who can open this door from the inside is probably not something he can provoke.

The rumbling in the tunnel was already very close, and there was a faint tremor on the ground, and Ingres hesitated, but knocked on the door anyway.

There was a crisp knock on the door, and Ingres waited anxiously as he put on his own defenses.

- Half an hour later, the door still didn't open.

Angel didn't know whether to say relieved or sorry. At least one thing is illustrated, the back of the door should be empty.

The rumbling behind him kept approaching, but Angel was really helpless now, he tried all the methods that could open the door, but it was useless. Even, Angel turned his spiritual power into filaments, and if he wanted to get through the crack in the door, he couldn't do it.

"Perhaps, the 'lock' that opened the door is not on my side, but on the other side of the door?" Ingres could only be suspicious now.

The rumbling sound in his ears was almost deafening, and in the dark tunnel, Ingres could even see the dust flying in it.

The collapse is near.

The terrifying loud sound was like the steps of death, and when the sound came to his ears, it might be the time of death's harvest.

In this moment of life and death, Ingres tried to enter a state of absolute sanity again, and he wanted to use this to analyze the current information to see if he could find a way out.

Billowing smoke came from the tunnel behind him, but Ingres was unaffected, but calmly stared at the door in front of him.

This door, when Angels was looking for the "door opening mechanism" before, he groped for every place from top to bottom, and there was nothing unusual. The only thing that made him think something might be strange was the inscription in the middle.

Ingres did not know the inscription and did not know what the motif meant.

At present, he can only guess that this inscription pattern may be the key to open the door, and only by activating the inscription may let this door open.

But the inscription on the door is clearly invalid and may not be able to activate it at all.

Angel decided to follow his own ideas, using the method of magic energy array, to depict this inscription through magic power, to see if there was a way to activate it.

By this time, gravel had already rolled to the vicinity of the door.

Ignoring the falling rubble, Angel stretched out his fingers, which had magic on their tips, and then slowly integrated the magic into the lines on the door......

The pattern on the door flickered, but Angels' eyes suddenly became dark.

Then the next second, Angels saw an eye, which opened in the darkness and looked at himself.

What kind of eye is that? Ingres can't even describe it, as if he has seen through everything in the world, full of wisdom, but at the same time, it is difficult to hide the evil and blood under the wisdom.

When Ingres was stared at by this eye, not only could he not move, but his whole body seemed to be seen through.

Whether it is the body or the soul, in the light of this eye, it is completely naked.

Suddenly, a familiar itch appeared on Ingres's shoulder, and as the itching appeared, the feeling of being seen through gradually disappeared...... There seemed to be a layer of fog in front of him, not only did the other party not be able to see him, but Ingres couldn't see the eye behind the fog.

So he missed the flash of surprise in that eye.

The darkness faded, and the eye disappeared with it, and the glow of the fluorite reappeared before Angels' eyes.

Ingres didn't know how long he had been in the darkness before, but when he came back to his senses, he was shocked to find that the rumble in his ears had disappeared and the world was silent again.

Angels looked at his intact hands, and then at the door in front of him.

The door still hadn't opened, but he wasn't physically injured?

He looked back and saw that the ground was covered in rubble and there were slight cracks in the side and top walls, but thankfully, it hadn't collapsed.

He walked some distance in the direction of the tunnel, and soon he saw a thick pile of rubble and dirt, unable to go any further.

Angel estimated the distance, and successfully found the coordinates at this time through the simulated sand table in his mind: the collapsed tunnel happened to be directly below the Void Tower.

Ingres was in a trance, as if this really made sense?

After all, if even the tunnel where he was now had collapsed, wouldn't the Void Tower on the ground also suffer? Even if it didn't collapse, it would become the Void Leaning Tower.

It seems that his worries before were too much.

However, the real question is still in front of him, how can he get out?

Angel walked back to the door, which was still closed, and he thought back to what he had been going through, and felt a little strange.

What the hell is going on with this door, and what about the eyes before?

He looked at the pattern on the door, and it was the same as before, and it hadn't changed.

Ingres was a little puzzled, and finally could only shake his head and sigh.

Then he routinely looked at his shoulder through mental power, and there was nothing abnormal in the itching area before, so he was relieved.

Now these trivial matters, Ingres did not delve into these trivial matters, but thought about the most realistic problem at the moment, how to get out of here?

The first thing that came to Ingres' mind was to pick up the mound outside.

Now that the tunnels have collapsed, it should be okay to find a way to the outside, right?

With this in mind, Ingres extended a wisp of spiritual power from the crack in the mound, wanting to probe the situation first.

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