"What if I don't?"
As his voice fell, the air suddenly became silent. Even though the Black Earl did not do anything, everyone could feel a wave of pressure surging towards them.
It wasn't pressure, nor was it energy ripple. It was a pressure created by a wizard who had reached a certain level of strength and borrowed the power of the world's consciousness.
To be able to borrow the power of the world's consciousness meant that the wizard was already very far away on the path of law. It was a path to becoming a legendary wizard.
The Dark Earl's sudden action was obviously to remind everyone that although he was very cooperative before, they should not take his cooperation for granted. Don't forget, he was a Magus who was only one step away from becoming a Legend.
Angor was the closest to the Dark Earl, so he felt the pressure the most. Besides, the Dark Earl was here for Angor.
However, the Dark Earl didn't intend to hurt anyone, so Angor wasn't hurt. He only looked a little pale.
The Black Earl calmly repeated, "If I don't tell you, what will you do?"
Before Angor could say anything, he heard footsteps approaching.
When he turned around, he saw Dorcas walk in with a serious expression. His eyes were cautious as he looked at the stone slab floating in the air.
Angor looked at Dorcas' expression and knew what he meant.
The Dark Earl was strong, but he was only a nose. Even if Dorcas and Angor couldn't take him down together, they wouldn't be at a disadvantage.
Dorcas already discussed this plan with Angor before they came here. If a fight really broke out, they would fight the Dark Earl together.
Angor looked at Dorcas' determined expression and sighed in his mind. Is fighting the only thing in this guy's head?
The Dark Earl hasn't done anything yet, and they haven't even entered the underground maze yet. This guy is here to cause trouble, isn't he?
Angor quickly stopped Dorcas with a look. "Come in if you want to be affected by the contract again. Otherwise, get out. "
When Dorcas heard this, he immediately stopped. He was confident that Angor would find a way to make him lie inside the barrier.
Besides, Angor stopped him, which meant it wasn't time for them to fight yet. Dorcas wasn't stupid. He laughed and said, "You guys keep talking."
Dorcas dejectedly left the light barrier of the contract.
The Dark Count did not have a face, but Angor could tell that the man was looking at Dorcas. Maybe he already knew about their secret agreement.
However, the Black Count didn't say anything. Obviously, he was already used to being guarded against by others.
"Of course you don't have to tell me, Sir. Just like how I also have secrets about this ruin that I haven't told anyone. However, I am certain that the secret I am hiding will not affect the exploration. "
The Black Earl said, "So, you still want me to say it. Will this affect the exploration?"
Angor shook his head. "It's fine if you don't want to. However, I hope that you can give me a promise. "
Black Earl: "Are you making a request of me?"
"It's not a request. As a leader, I have to make a promise for the safety of my teammates."
The Black Earl pondered for a moment. "Speak."
In Count Dark's mind, Angor was probably asking for something like "no internal strife". He already made this promise before coming here. At least, he would keep everyone safe, so he didn't mind repeating it again.
However, Angor's next words greatly surprised the Black Earl.
"I hope that no matter what happens next, what you see, or what information you get, you cannot contact your other organs in any way. You cannot summon them here, and you cannot come here with your real body.
"Moreover, the ruins here can't support Milord's true body."
Even Dorcas was surprised by Angor's request. Did Angor know something about this promise? Was this ruin really important to the Noah Clan? So important that their real bodies might come here.
The Black Earl didn't answer right away. Instead, he asked in a soft voice, "You seem to know more about this ruin than I thought. Is this ruin related to the Noah Clan? "
"I don't know," Angor said, "but I have some guesses since you mentioned it yourself, Sir Dark."
Angor's answer didn't trigger the contract barrier, which meant he really didn't know if the ruin had anything to do with the Noah Clan.
Was it really just a hunch? Black Earl thought to himself.
Should he put aside his premonition and accept Angor's request?
If this ruin really had something to do with the Noah Clan, his body part would be at a disadvantage.
"Sir, are you not confident in yourself?" Angor asked.
The Black Earl knew Angor was trying to provoke him. It wouldn't work normally, but under the influence of the contract barrier, his hands and feet were tied.
He wasn't sure if the power of the contract would backfire if he said "I'm confident".
After weighing his options, the Black Earl sighed in his mind and nodded. "Alright, I accept."
Angor was about to show his trump card. His backup was no weaker than the Black Earl's. Under the protection of the contract barrier, Angor's words could be confirmed and put pressure on the Black Earl.
But now, it seemed Dorcas was right. The barrier only caused the Black Earl to fall into his own trap.
Of course, there was another reason. It was the Black Earl's nose that came. If it was his brain or limbs, it would be a different story. After all, the brain worked faster than the nose.
With that in mind, Angor quickly showed a bright smile. "Since you've agreed, sir, it's up to you whether you want to tell me or not."
The Black Earl felt Angor's smile was a bit irritating, so he simply turned away from the stone slab.
Angor didn't mind. He kept asking, "Sir, are you sure you don't want to tell me what you're hiding?"
The Black Earl humphed but didn't answer. Angor already gave him a promise. Why would he tell him something he was hiding?
"It's up to you if you don't want to tell me, sir. But maybe I can take a guess?"
"Something related to the Noah Clan, right?"
The Black Earl snorted again. Anyone who overheard their conversation would be able to guess that Angor was hiding something related to the Noah Clan.
"The Noah Clan is a big family indeed. They have a long history." Angor sighed. "But it's strange. Why would those believers of the Mirror Demon carve something related to the Noah Clan on the table?"
Dorcas said, "Maybe the leader of the organization that these believers are talking about is the ancestor of the Noah family."
Angor was sure that Dorcas' words were not inspired by his Inspiration. Angor didn't even dare to answer because he knew that the ancestor of the Noah Clan was none other than Augustine. Augustine wasn't the Lord of Noah Clan.
If he answered, he would be exposed under the light barrier.
Angor remained silent and pretended to think.
As a matter of fact, he really was thinking.
According to the information he got from Nether City in the Nightmare Realm, Augustine seemed to be in love with a lady named Margaret, and Margaret was also interested in Augustine.
Margaret's father, Franklin, was the warden of the Stairs of Hanging Prison.
Stairs of Hanging Prison … prison … warden …
Stairs of Hanging Prison should be an important organization in Nether City, right? So Franklin, as the warden, should be considered a leader?
With that in mind, Angor came up with a bold idea.
Maybe the organization the Mirror Demon's believers wanted to attack was the Stairs of Hanging Prison! Otherwise, why would they mention the Noah Clan for no reason? At that time, the Noah Family and Augustine at that time were not as big as they were now.
And the thing that Augustine had the most to do with was the Stairs of Hanging Prison that Margaret was in.
Angor didn't care if his guess was right or not. He would find out the truth when he found the entrance. According to Dark Earl's translation, the Mirror Demon's believers mentioned that the underground church was not far from the organization.
If it was really the Stairs of Hanging Prison, Angor was in luck. He wasn't familiar with the other parts of the underground maze, but he knew the Stairs of Hanging Prison very well. His channeling method was also obtained from the Stairs of Hanging Prison.
Dark Earl spoke again, "I've translated everything I can. It's your turn now. The thing in the center of the table should be a rune, right? "
Black Earl could see some of the magic patterns, but he felt that something was wrong. There seemed to be some broken lines, like intermittent patterns. That was why he said "should be a rune" in an uncertain tone.
Everyone looked at Angor. They understood the rune, but it didn't mention where the entrance was. In that case, would there be any hints on these lines?
"This is indeed a rune. But it's not flat. It's a three-dimensional rune that goes deep inside the table." He pointed at the runes that looked like "broken pieces". "These runes are drawn on the inside of the table, so you can only see a section on the surface."
Hearing that it was a three-dimensional mageweath, everyone reacted. They also heard about this type of rune. It was a complicated and hidden rune.
"I heard that three-dimensional runes can be easily identified by Rune Sorcerers if there's a real object. But it's gone now. Can you find a way?"
Angor wanted to say something like "I don't know, but I can try" or "I'll try my best". But before he could say it, he sensed the power of the contract around him and his heart skipped a beat. The power of the contract didn't care whether he was being modest or not. It only cared about the truth and lies. Angor quickly changed his words. "There's a way. Give me some time."
He paused and said, "This isn't a good place to study runes. Let's go back to the underground church first. If I'm not mistaken, the entrance should be there."
The Black Earl also agreed with this point. If the entrance wasn't in the underground church, the demon believers wouldn't have to build it here.
They left without hesitation.
Dark Earl deactivated the contract and walked along the corridor to the underground church.
At this moment, the underground church was brightly lit. Since it was the time to start cooking, each room was filled with wisps of smoke. The aroma of food and meat filled the underground church with a stronger smell of smoke than before.
"Did they not consider air circulation at all?" Wai didn't seem to like the smell of smoke. He frowned and said, "If they did, they would've noticed the rune card by now."
"How do you know they didn't? Sometimes, it's better to be ignorant, "Dorcas said casually.
Still, Angor believed Dorcas was right. Although old man Buxiu seemed to be smiling all the time, that was only on the surface. It should be known that when other people faced Transcendents, they would all show fear, but old man Buxiu would appear very calm. His respect and honorifics were just formalities. From his eyes, it could be seen that he was definitely a calm and wise old man.
How could a wise old man who was in charge of a household not consider the issue of ventilation? No way.
He must know something. He was just pretending.
Unlike Wai, Dorcas seemed to enjoy a lively scene. He didn't dislike the smell of smoke at all. He even walked up with a smile and asked for a roast leg.
While eating, Dorcas sighed. "The Traveling Merchant Association is really nice to these adventurers. Meat is good, and they don't lack any vegetables or fruits. It'd be better if there's wine. "
Dorcas's voice was especially loud, as if he was saying it specifically for someone else to hear.
A few seconds later, Old Buxiu came to them with a smile. "Sir, there are several bottles of blackberry wine in the warehouse. Would you like to try some?"
Dorcas mumbled, "Blackberry wine? Isn't that supposed to be for women? Oh well, as long as there's wine. Where's the warehouse? Let's go!"
Dorcas didn't care about the others and followed Old Buxiu away happily.
Angor didn't care about what Dorcas did. He turned to the others and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the tables are covered with three-dimensional runes. Why don't you check if there are any broken runes? Maybe there's a magic array made up of three-dimensional runes here. "
They thought about it and agreed. When they searched the tables, they only looked at the complete runes and didn't find anything. But if there was only a small part of three-dimensional runes on the outside, they might find something.
With that in mind, they each went in a different direction and began their search.
Angor, on the other hand, returned to the podium in the hall on the first floor.
He used an illusion spell to reconstruct the podium that once stood here.
He quietly looked at the runes on the podium and began to draw a three-dimensional simulation in his mind.
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