After going through a short tunnel, Angor's vision widened.
Right in front of him, a space that was gradually enlarging came into view.
The underground building was smaller than he expected. At least, it was smaller than the halls he saw in the underground sewer of Nether City in the Nightmare Realm.
The space was small, but it was hollow and multi-layered. From the hall at the bottom, Angor could see at least four floors above. There were rooms on each floor, and some of the doors were still open. He could vaguely see the living arrangements inside. Those colorful clothes were definitely not from the past. They should be the lodging of the Hero Team.
Putting aside the smoke from the rooms on the upper floor, this underground building felt like a church in a small town.
Angor noticed rows of nails left on the broken marble floor. They were rusty but not corroded. They were made of copper, which was a supernatural material.
This type of nail was specially used to fix the long row of seats.
Judging from the arrangement of these nails, the hall in the past must have been filled with rows of benches.
In addition, there was an obviously higher podium in front of them. Just by imagining it, one could imagine that there must have been a preacher standing on the podium, talking about some doctrines or secretly brainwashing words to the people sitting below.
It looked exactly like the church Angor saw before.
It was just that the scale was much smaller.
But why was it built underground if it was a church?
While thinking, Angor explained his thoughts and doubts.
He mainly wanted to hear the Black Earl's opinion. After all, the Black Earl was the one who had lived the longest here. He must have seen countless religions. Maybe he had seen a similar place before.
However, Earl Black could not give him an answer.
"It does look like a gathering place for a religion. But it's been many years, so I can't say for sure. Maybe it's just a meeting place, just like you alchemists. Don't you have alchemy meetings in every supernatural city? And they always make it so secretive that people don't know where they are. " Earl Black's tone changed as he spoke. It was as if he did not care about alchemy meetings at all. He reckoned that there should be an unknown story behind this.
"That's possible, Mister Dark. But if it's just an alchemy conference, everyone should be on equal footing. But look at the arrangement and the raised podium … this is not a normal conference. If you insist on talking about communication, then it can only be a teacher-student relationship. "
In other words, this was an underground classroom?
This deduction was even more ridiculous than the underground church.
The Black Earl also seemed to think that the exchange was not reliable, but he did not change his words. Instead, he asked, "Which proper church would be built underground?"
"No." "In other words, it's hard for religious people to gain a foothold in Supernatural City."
Religion flourished in the cities of ordinary people, mostly because of the selfish desires of royalty, and because ordinary people needed spiritual comfort after suffering. However, in the places where Extraordinaries lived, even in the Sorcerer Bazaar, it was difficult to see the existence of religious churches, let alone Extraordinaire City.
Wizards who pursued the truth would only believe in themselves, the knowledge in their brains, and even the power in their hands. They would never believe in those imaginary gods. If there were really wizards who believed in religion, they would be bewitched. And they would not believe in the gods made up by ordinary people. Instead, they would believe in the Abyss Demon, the Outer God of Drauna, the Wild God of Wildlands, or the Evil God of Loft.
Apart from the Evil God of Loft World, these so-called gods all had their eyes on the wizarding world. In order to gain more benefits, it was common for them to put out some bait to bewitch weak wizards.
However, even the followers of such gods could only do some small tricks in Supernatural City, or create some small organizations that the city lord would turn a blind eye to. They would not do anything bigger than that. As for those who were able to leave their churches behind, there were very few of them.
However, this only applied to the current era.
It was hard to say if there would be exceptions in the era when Nether City still existed.
"Hidden, underground structure, suspected church … Am I right? Is this a gathering place of the Evil God's followers? Or is the Garden of Labyrinth the base camp of the villains?! "Kael's voice suddenly sounded excited.
"Maybe you're right. But we need more evidence to confirm it."
"But that's only a secondary task. Our main task is to find the entrance to the underground sewer," Angor said. He paused and looked at the others. "Let's split up and look around. Mark down any suspicious places, and we'll go together later."
Next, he looked at Black Earl. "Sir, can you undo Vaey's seal for now?"
Vaey's eyes lit up when he heard Angor's words. He stared at Angor in disbelief.
This famous extra-dimensional Sorcerer was pleading on his behalf?! Could it be that in this short journey, he saw the weakness in his heart, and his restless soul that was unwilling to be lonely, and wanted to comfort his wounded heart?
Wa Yi's eyes were glowing and his heart was pounding, but his understanding was obviously wrong. Black Earl, on the other hand, was more than capable of seeing through Vaey's nose.
The Dark Earl directly asked, "What do you need him for?"
"Tell Vaey to ask the support members of the hero team, especially that old man Nevermore. Tell them what this place originally looked like, what did they do to it, whether there are any symbolic patterns or patterns, and so on."
Confirming whether this place was the Demon Church or not was not their main task. However, they might be able to find the entrance from the details.
Black Earl thought for a moment and understood what Angor meant.
Dorcas had spiritual senses, Angor knew about magic arrays, and Kael loved exploring ruins. Only Vaey, the nerd, was qualified to ask such trivial questions.
"Understood." Black Earl did not say anything else. He removed the seal on Vaey's mouth and flew out of Vaey's arms. He then asked Vaey to look for the group of people alone.
Vaey still hadn't woken up from his sweet dream. He gave Angor a grateful look before returning to the passage.
Black Earl controlled the stone slab to fly up. "I'll go look around first. If you find anything, use Spirit Bond."
After saying that, a Spirit Bond that connected everyone was quietly constructed.
Black Earl's destination was clear. He flew straight to the top of the passage as if he had found something.
Angor looked at Dorcas. "Shall we go together?"
"Why?" Dorcas was surprised.
"This place isn't that big anyway. We can split up into three groups. Besides, you have a strong sense of perception. Maybe you'll find something on the way. If you didn't notice, I'll go with you. "
Dorcas: "… The second sentence is the real reason, right?"
Dorcas didn't bother to tell Angor that his sense of perception had not shown up yet.
But since Angor volunteered to go with him, he might as well go with him. He could use this chance to gain some favor while studying why his sense of perception would go astray when it came to Angor.
"Then let's look around this hall first." Dorcas said as he walked towards the stage.
Angor didn't follow him immediately since the hall wasn't that big. He wanted to look around first to see if there were any supernatural traces.
Angor walked to the side and reached out a hand to touch a broken but still cold wall. He closed his eyes and began to spread his spirit power.
Several seconds later, Angor withdrew his spirit power.
"Did you suffer? I tried just now. Spirit power can't go out at all. Forcing it will only backfire. "Dorcas, who was standing on the podium, gave Angor a gloating look.
Angor remained calm. "You tried it as soon as you arrived. Didn't you find anything?"
Dorcas made an "ah" sound, his face full of confusion. "What, what do I need to discover?"
Angor explained calmly, "I already knew what I would find. I'm just testing how far my spirit power can go. Based on the current spiritual feedback, there should be a rather huge magical array around this place. But it's worth mentioning that although the magical array is rather huge, perhaps to the extent that it's beyond our imagination, it doesn't encompass this place. "
"In other words, this underground structure is built right next to the magic array. And it's very close to the magic array. Otherwise, there's no way all the walls except for the exit would have the same spirit feedback. "
Dorcas frowned. "I know there's a magic array outside. But what does it mean?"
"It means we're not far from the deeper part of the underground sewer, where the real maze is."
Nether City's underground sewer even had residential buildings on the surface. There were very few supernatural facilities, which was why the sewer collapsed. But the deeper part of the maze was different. There was even a magic array in operation. If they could sense the magic array here, it meant the real underground maze was right next to it.
Dorcas understood Angor's meaning. "This structure is right next to the real underground maze, and it's surrounded by many sides. It can't be an accident."
Since it wasn't an accident, it had to be done on purpose. Why would the creator build this structure next to the underground maze? Was it a conspiracy? Was the creator planning to sneak into the underground maze from here?
"Looks like we made the right choice by exploring this place first," Dorcas muttered, "This place isn't as peaceful as it looks. There must be a secret."
Angor also thought to himself, It's not us who made the right choice. You made the right choice.
This proved once again that bringing Dorcas along to pave the way was a wise choice.
After confirming that there might be a secret hidden here, Angor didn't stay idle. He kept looking around the hall.
There were many items from the hero team in the hall. Most of them were daily necessities and some weapons. Generally speaking, they weren't worth much.
He didn't touch anything. Instead, he used his spirit power to observe the ground and walls, hoping to find any traces of supernatural power or hidden runes.
However, maybe it was because too much time had passed, all supernatural traces had disappeared. Only the smell of smoke left behind by the hero team was left.
As for the hidden patterns … there were none. However, he found that the floor and walls were also mixed with supernatural materials similar to copper. This was why the building was not completely destroyed by time.
Angor sighed when he looked at the smoke marks left behind by the hero team and the sword scratches on the walls. These supernatural materials were worthless to him, but they were much more valuable than the piles of scrap metal on the ground. If he could take a few bricks out and sell them to an alchemy shop, he could at least get some gold coins even if he couldn't get magic crystals.
The hero team was after money, wasn't it?
But he couldn't blame them for being blind. The world of supernaturals was too far away for them. Moreover, even if they really took a few floor tiles, they probably wouldn't be able to find an alchemy shop to sell them.
Angor shook his head and stopped thinking about it.
He looked around the hall again and still found nothing. He looked up and saw Dorcas still standing on the podium. Did Dorcas find something? Angor wondered.
When Angor was about to go to the podium, a stone slab flew down from the sky.
"Did you find anything, Lord Dark?" Angor stopped and asked.
"Something small, but it's useless. I didn't take it, but it's worth some magic crystals. You can go and get it if you're interested."
After some conversation, it turned out that the reason why the Black Earl went straight to the top of the building was because he noticed that the smoke from the rooms on the second and third floors were all going to the top.
The Dark Earl only had his nose left, which meant he had a great sense of smell. He sensed something wrong at first. There were traces of fire in the hall, and there was smoke from cooking in the rooms. But the air in the building was clean. At that time, the Black Earl had guessed that there might be a pipe to expel the smoke, and that this pipe might be connected to the depths of the underground maze.
But it turned out that he was wrong.
He found a card embedded in a sculpture at the top of the building.
A card that could last for so many years must be a supernatural item.
It was an inscription card.
The inscription on the card depicted a beautiful lady wearing a thin veil, who was pouring water from a bottle.
The inscription on the card was quite classic. It meant "Purification of the Goddess", which could purify the filth in the air.
However, the purification process was not one-sided. Once the filth was collected, it would slowly turn solid and form a sculpture on the outside. And the appearance of the sculpture was exactly the same as the goddess.
The bigger the sculpture, the more filth it absorbed. In the end, the sculpture would completely cover the card. When that happened, the effect of the Purification Card would weaken. The bigger the sculpture, the less effective it would be.
Time flew by, and so many years had passed. The Purification Card had been completely enveloped by the sculpture, and its effect had also become extremely low. It could only absorb ordinary smoke and fire.
However, if the sculpture was removed, the card could be repaired by someone who knew runes, and it would be as good as new. So, the Dark Earl thought the card was worth something. He just didn't want to take it.
Angor wasn't going to take it either. Runes were rare in the southern wizarding region due to the Supreme Cult's suppression. But they were not rare in other wizarding worlds. He could travel to other wizarding worlds through Yuantan Continent, so he didn't really care about a worthless card.
Dorcas didn't want it either. Bloodline wizards had the strongest Purification spell. Why would he want it? Besides, he needed someone who knew runes. He didn't know where he could find one. Even if the card was repaired, he couldn't sell it openly. He was only a wandering wizard, and he didn't dare to go against the Supreme Cult without a backer.
As for the other two, Kal had gone upstairs, and Wai hadn't come back yet. They didn't use Spirit Bond to communicate, so they didn't know what happened.
They didn't care about the Purification Card.
"What about you? Did you find anything?" Dark Earl asked.
Angor shook his head. "The power of time can't leave any trace of supernatural power."
Black Earl: "What about him?"
The "him" that the Black Earl was referring to was naturally Dorcas.
"I don't know. He's been standing there for a long time, and I don't know what he's doing. Maybe he found something, but he didn't realize it yet. Since you're here, why don't you come with us? "
Of course, Dark Earl didn't refuse. As it turned out, Dorcas' Talent of Perception was very powerful. Without Dorcas' guidance, they might get lost.
Of course, Dorcas didn't know how important his talent was.
By the time he realized it, it would be time for his talent to show itself.
(End of Chapter)
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