Inside the observation pavilion above the Astral Pond.
"Old Man White" Wallace, who was dressed in white from his hat to his beard, raised his head and looked at the sky.
In the distance, several wizards, led by Duncan and Filo, were clearing away the dark mist that separated the two worlds.
"Another wave of live threads, and a large number of parasites," Wallace sighed. Wallace heaved a sigh. "There's no telling how many similar diseases and insects there are inside the relics. Will they affect him?"
Wallace didn't mention a name, but everyone in the pavilion knew that he was referring to Angor.
"No. Like Sunders said, he couldn't find any live threads or parasites from the Rainbow Dragonflies. They won't affect Angor," said Iron Lady Granny. It was Iron Granny who spoke. She was gently grinding the tea powder. When she put the pestle back to its original position, she looked up at the sky.
However, she wasn't looking at the mist in the sky. She was looking at the far end of the dark sky.
"The Morning Star has shown up. When it shines through the night sky, it will be three days since Angor fell into the ruin." Iron Granny refuted Wallace's words, but she still wasn't confident about Angor's safety.
"If there's a way to get out, he should've done it already. He can't stay in the ruin forever — Ouch!" Ness, the gray-haired old man, glared at his soul slave who was kneeling on the ground and massaging his feet. "Can't you go easy on me? Don't press it, go pour me some tea. "
He kicked the soul slave and turned around as if nothing had happened. "It's been three days. Is he really still alive?"
Nessie's question was the same as the others.
None of them wanted to hear about Angor's death. However, Angor had been trapped in the ruin for three days. Could he still be alive?
"What do you think, Mister Rein? We can't keep waiting, can we?" Wallace looked at Rein, who was closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep.
Rhine raised his eyes, and a silent power instantly spread out. The air also had an inexplicable sense of heaviness.
This was Rhine's innate ability as a Silencer. In the past, Rhine had always been very restrained and would always take the initiative to deactivate the Silencing Field. But now, Rhine had overlooked this point. It could be seen that his heart was actually not as calm as it appeared on the surface.
Rein did not answer right away. Instead, he glanced at Sunders who was sleeping behind the observation pavilion.
"Since Sunders said he has a way to contact Angor, let's wait," said Rein.
Wallace looked at Sunders and rubbed his temples. "He's asleep again. I told you he did it in his dreams. He won't admit it even if we ask him."
"But Angor only contacted Sunders on the first day, and we haven't heard from him in the past two days. I don't think it's possible."
Wallace had said something similar before, but he wasn't being pessimistic, he was just lamenting. Back then, some people would have disagreed with him, but this time, no one refuted him.
Even if everyone could break through Rhine's Silence Force Field, they didn't do so. Along with the heavy atmosphere, there was a long silence.
The oppressive silence lasted until Sunders opened his eyes.
"You got news from Angor?" Rein sensed the change in Sunders' aura and quickly asked.
Sunders shook his head. "He didn't send me a message."
Rein's eyes flashed with disappointment.
"A message? How did you communicate with him? How can you talk to him in your dreams? "Wallace looked at Sunders in confusion. He had been asking the same question for three days in a row.
Sunders did the same thing. He didn't even look at Wallace and pretended he didn't hear anything.
Wallace looked expectantly at the others around him, hoping that they would chime in. However, they were more concerned about Angor's safety right now. They were also curious about how Sunders contacted Angor, but since Sunders didn't want to talk about it, they decided not to ask further out of respect.
"It's been three days. If he's fine, he should've sent you a message. Since he didn't, maybe he's really in trouble. "Ness sighed.
Sunders didn't refute this time. What Ness said made sense. If Angor really found a chance to talk to Sunders in the dream wasteland, he should've at least left a message to Freud. But so far, Angor hadn't done anything.
Still, Sunders didn't believe Angor was dead. Sunders still didn't believe it.
The dream wasteland's core authority was in Angor's hands. If Angor died, even if the dream wasteland didn't collapse, it would still cause a series of internal disturbances. However, the dream wasteland was fine, which meant Angor was still alive.
Still, that didn't mean Angor was in a good condition.
Maybe Angor was unconscious, or maybe he was seriously injured. Otherwise, there was no way he wouldn't have contacted Sunders.
Rein saw the hesitation in Sunders' eyes. He considered and said, "If there's no news from him, I'll go in and take a look."
Everyone was silent for a moment, but no one objected.
After all, Rein was probably the only one who could leave the wasteland safely.
"You should've done this long ago. Why did you waste three days?" Wallace found a chance to mock Sunders.
Wallace didn't like Sunders, but he didn't stop Rein. He knew Angor's value, and Rein could use this chance to learn more about the wasteland.
Sunders nodded to Rein. "I'll go in too."
Rein shook his head. "No need. You stay outside. If I go in this time, it is very likely that the demonic creatures inside will resist. When the time comes, there may be a demonic wave surging, so I will need you to stand guard outside. "
Rein looked at Iron Granny. "I'll leave this side to you."
Iron Granny nodded. "I'll take care of this. Be careful when you enter the ruin."
Rhine nodded and didn't continue speaking. He transformed into a black shadow that flashed swiftly towards the center of the Stellar Pool.
Everyone silently sent Rhine off with their gazes.
However, just as Rhine was about to enter the passage at the center of the Star Pool, something unexpected happened.
A faint light was emitted from the passageway under the pool.
"Something's happening inside!" This was the first thing that popped up in everyone's mind. They had experienced this before. When a creature tried to come out of the tunnel, the space around it would ripple and release a bright light.
Since the living thread just came out, the light shouldn't be coming from the living thread.
If it wasn't the living thread, then it was most likely the monsters inside the wasteland.
Thinking of this, they couldn't care less about anything else. Only the person controlling the barrier of the observation pavilion remained, while the others all flew towards the center of the Star Pool …
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