Angor was still climbing the endless stone stairs in the dark.
On the other side, a figure suddenly appeared at the center of the underground maze.
It had been two days since Sunders entered the underground maze. He ran into countless monsters along the way, most of which he had to avoid. Finally, after two days, Sunders reached the center of the underground maze.
His gentlemanly suit was now wrinkled after several days of hard work. There were even holes and bloodstains at the joints. It was obvious that he had a hard time getting to where he was today.
Sunders recalled all the dangers he encountered along the way and sighed. How long could his young student last if he was really teleported into the underground maze? One minute? Or two? Ever since he entered the underground maze, he ran into monsters every minute. Most of them were not strong, but that was only in comparison to his own strength. If Angor ran into them, he would have no chance of survival.
As for how long Angor could last in the underground maze, Sunders could only calculate in seconds.
He couldn't help but sigh when he thought about how his new apprentice died in the Nightmare Realm. He valued Angor's talent, but sometimes luck was also important. It seemed Angor was just an unlucky kid who had talent but no luck.
As for the possibility that Angor was still alive, Sunders never thought about it. Even Sunders himself ran into several life-threatening situations. For example, when he was fighting against a monster with a flying head, he accidentally stepped into a dark tunnel. It was the Glutton Flower tunnel, which scared him so much that he quickly ran back.
Although he ran very fast, he was still scratched by the thorny vines of the Glutton Flowers. The reason why there were holes and bloodstains on his clothes was because of that encounter.
Even Sunders himself almost died, let alone Angor, who was still a mortal.
Reaching the center of the underground maze did not mean they were safe. There was still one more obstacle. Sunders looked at the dense crowd of Witch's Eyes and sighed. There must be at least a thousand of them.
Witch's Eyes were low-level monsters, but it was still quite a sight to see so many of them gathered together.
Sunders thought to himself. Maybe some high-level monster invaded and reduced the area where the Witch's Eyes could move? Otherwise, why would these Witch's Eyes gather in one place?
Against such low-level monsters, Sunders simply waved his cane and unleashed a torrent of mana to cover the area in front of him.
A minute later, Sunders crushed the last Witch's Eye and walked toward the center, leaving a pile of corpses behind. When he reached the statue, there was no trace of the monster behind him.
Angor looked at the familiar statue. The child's face was happy, but he sensed a bit of sarcasm in it. He planned to get the channeling method book with Angor's talent, but it seemed he had to go back empty-handed again.
This was the sixth time Sunders came to this place in hundreds of years. "Are you mocking my incompetence?" Sunders looked at the smiling child statue and spoke in a low voice.
Sunders sighed at the repeated failures and hopped to the edge of the pool. He walked to the back of the statue and prepared to go to the place where the channeling method was. Regardless of whether he would return empty-handed or not, he still wanted to take a look at the channeling method. Maybe there would be a miracle this time and he would remember it.
Suddenly, Sunders froze.
The door at the base of the statue was open?! Sunders stared at the open door in disbelief.
The buildings in the Nightmare Realm were all miraculous. No matter how you tried to destroy them, they would always repair themselves. Just like how he wanted to shatter the statue of the peeing child with a single punch, but he didn't do so because the statue would quickly recover. With such a feature, destroying the statue was a waste of effort.
The door at the base of the statue was the same. Even if it was opened, the door would close itself soon.
Unless …
There was a creature on the Stairs of Hanging Prison behind the door! Otherwise, the door would not stay open all the time!
"There's a creature on the Stairs of Hanging Prison? Is it a monster that accidentally broke in? Or … a human? "The image of a young man with blond hair and blue eyes flashed in Sunders' mind.
The probability of a monster breaking in was not high. So … could it be him?
"Angor, I hope it's you." Sunders' disappointed expression suddenly turned into a smile. He jumped and entered the door at the base of the statue.
…
Angor was still climbing the stairs. He did not know that his "cheap" teacher had also entered the same staircase.
Angor climbed for a long time and still did not see the end. The hologram tablet showed that he had been climbing for about three hours. During this time, Angor also saw many rooms beside the stairs. The furnishings in the rooms were similar to the first room, but the items in the bedside cabinets were different.
Apart from the first room, which had a green book, the other rooms all contained daily necessities. Most of them had already rotted and turned into ashes.
Angor did not find anything valuable so far.
Not far away, Angor saw another door that was emitting light. Angor was already used to this. According to the pattern, he would find a room every ten to fifteen minutes.
As usual, Angor entered the room and searched for treasures. At first, he was still excited about finding treasures. But after searching through dozens of rooms, he calmed down a lot. The furnishings were all the same. No matter how excited he was, he would still feel tired after finding nothing.
This room, however, brought him a little surprise.
The small room's furnishings had changed. It was no longer as simple as the previous room. Instead, there was an extra bedroom. The furniture was still the same, but the room was much bigger.
Angor did not find anything in the living room. He went to the bedroom and saw the same bedside cabinet beside the bed. This one had two layers, which gave it more storage space.
Angor picked the lock and opened the top layer. There were several pieces of clothing that would definitely be eroded by the wind. His eyes lit up when he saw something in the lower cupboard, because there was a tied up sheepskin scroll inside.
Angor carefully took out the scroll. It felt warm and solid. There was no sign of erosion.
He untied the rope of the sheepskin scroll and tossed it onto the bed, slowly unfolding it. Soon, a strange image appeared in front of him. It looked like a map, but it was drawn inside the body of a monster. The monster seemed to be a humanoid creature. It had hands and feet, and it was in a strange posture.
Angor did not know what was inside the scroll, but he did not want to miss it. He took a video of it and was still not satisfied. He even put the scroll into his pocket and prepared to take it with him.
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