Nightingale squatted down and touched the ground with her finger. When she raised her hand, both of them saw that her fingertips were clean, without a single speck of dust on them.
This in itself indicated that it was unusual.
If the Battle of Divine Will was repeated, the Radiation Tribe would definitely not be the first to attempt to explore the Bottomless Land. Regardless of whether it was a slip or a deliberate jump, there would definitely be traces left behind, not to mention the natural rolling pebbles and mud.
Over the long years, this place remained brand new, so it could only be assumed that someone was constantly cleaning the bottom of the sinkhole.
"Hey, Vendy, can you hear me?" Nightingale took out the Sigil of Listening, but there was no response. "No … It seems like we've exceeded the communication range."
"Even if we haven't exceeded the range, it might not work," Serakkas said concisely. Serakkas said concisely. "If God doesn't plan on letting anyone leave with the secret, it shouldn't be difficult for him to block all transmissions."
"Alright …" She shrugged. "What should we do next?"
Anna stared at the bands of light on the ground for a long time before saying, "Don't you think that these 'lights' are guiding us in the right direction?"
They flickered rhythmically, like ripples spreading out from the soles of their feet and disappearing into the darkness. Apart from where the three of them were standing, there was no movement anywhere else, as though they were still in a deep sleep.
Silent Disaster tried to take a few steps in the opposite direction, and the light moved along with her, but the direction remained the same.
"Looks like it."
"God's invitation … Interesting." Nightingale held the rifle in her hand. "Let's go and take a look."
The three of them followed the bands of light and slowly walked into the quiet cavern. About ten minutes later, a bright entrance appeared before them.
Compared to being unable to see their own fingers before, the rest of the journey was undoubtedly a relief. After all, no one liked to walk in a strange place shrouded in darkness and not knowing where the end was. Although they were still underground, at least they could see the path around them clearly.
"Is this really the Realm of Mind …" Nightingale could not help but ask.
"Why do you say that?" Anna turned around.
"Because it's related to consciousness." She scratched her head. "Whether it's called the Realm of Mind or the Origin of Magic, it sounds like something illusory. But this place … "
"It's as though it was created," Silent Disaster suddenly said.
In this long passageway, whether it was the walls or the ground, they had nothing to do with the word 'illusory'. They were hard, flat, angular, and pleasing to the eye. At the same time, these translucent metal blocks could also automatically emit light. Regardless of whether one was stepping on them or pressing them with their hands, they would still react. Moreover, the faster one pressed on them, the faster they would light up. Sometimes, some incomprehensible symbols would even jump out. They did not have the majesty and indifference of the God's Domain that kept people a thousand miles away.
"Perhaps the Realm of Mind was created." Anna's answer startled both of them. "By people like you and me … or civilization."
Nightingale swallowed her saliva. "Isn't he … a God?"
"There's no conflict between the two." Anna shook her head. "I heard from Roland that Lan called it a god because it's the easiest way for us to understand. Just like to ants, we are no different from gods — "
She could not help but shiver. "That's a really disgusting way of saying it."
"Indeed." Silent Disaster surprisingly agreed. "But I can understand."
Just as Nightingale was about to say something, she suddenly realized that they had reached the end of the passageway.
"Did we … go the wrong way?"
But soon, she heard a soft hissing sound. A beam of light quickly swept past the three of them, and then their appearances appeared on the wall at the end of the passageway.
This change shocked even Anna.
But before the three of them could react, the wall quietly turned into countless hexagons and disappeared. A huge ring-shaped space suddenly appeared in front of them.
Its edge was a circular track, and the center was separated by a transparent "glass wall". Through the layer of glass, they could clearly see an astonishingly large sphere spinning below. And the sphere did not seem to be a physical object, but a fluid made of electricity and light! Countless Lightning bolts shuttled up and down the wall, each one like a bolt of lightning that pierced through the sky. Even though there was only a layer of glass between them, the entire space was incomparably silent, as though the intense changes inside had nothing to do with the outside world.
The three of them could not help but hold their breaths. Anyone who saw this scene would feel a heartfelt shock — no one could imagine that under a lone island in the sea, there would be such a magnificent creation hidden.
What surprised them even more was that a floating tube-shaped object floated out from the wall and slowly flew in front of Anna. Then, it opened the cover.
No matter how slow they were, the three of them already understood what it meant.
Silent Disaster and Nightingale looked at Anna together, waiting for her to make a decision. And the latter stared at Roland for a long time before slowly releasing her hands. Under the guidance of Blackfire, Roland, whose eyes were tightly shut, was placed firmly into the tank. Then, the cover closed, and the tube-shaped object floated back to the wall and embedded itself in it, as though it had disappeared into the wall.
"Did we … succeed?" Nightingale muttered.
"I don't know." Anna replied softly. "But at least we have accomplished our goal. All we can do now is wait."
…
The darkness of the starry sky gradually faded, and white light filled their vision.
In this infinite whiteness, a long staircase "appeared" beneath Roland's feet — this time, there were no snowflakes, nor was there a familiar ceiling. He looked at the other end of the path, and saw that the staircase was connected to a flat, empty space, and other than that, there was nothing else.
So that's it …
He finally understood why Lan said that when the Erosion channel appeared, he would naturally feel it.
The difference between the two worlds was so great that only a blind person would not be able to tell.
According to Lan, there was a high chance that this was the Divine Domain — but he was unsure if it was Epsilon's astrolabe that provided the final expansion of the Dream World, or if the expeditionary army had successfully completed its goal in reality that allowed him to arrive here.
But it was meaningless to think about it now.
Roland took a step towards the staircase.
The journey wasn't long, and it didn't take long for him to reach the empty space. In the middle of the empty space was a unique throne, and a masked figure was sitting on it. The entire scene was extremely simple and simple, a far cry from the "Divine Domain" he had imagined.
Roland had previously imagined that God would create an extremely glorious and dignified hall to take him down a notch, but he never expected the other party to be so simple. He was momentarily at a loss as to what tone he should use to greet him.
"You are … God?"
In the end, he chose the most stable way to start the game.
If the other party was an Oracle or a guide, wouldn't he be making a fool of himself?
"You can call me that, child." However, it immediately agreed. "But I prefer another way — Omniscient Custodian."
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