Inside the underground maze.
Angor, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped and looked back at the narrow path in the darkness with a thoughtful look.
"What's wrong? Still thinking about that gasp?" Dorcas moved closer to Angor and spoke in a mysterious tone, "Let me tell you a secret. You were right. That gasp came from a monster."
Angor gave Dorcas a puzzled look.
Dorcas raised his head proudly. "Inspiration! Inspiration! It's real inspiration this time. What? You don't believe me? "
Angor shook his head. "It's not that I don't believe you. I just don't understand why you always use your inspiration on meaningless things like this."
Dorcas widened his eyes. "Meaningless? This is very meaningful. Isn't this helping you clear up your doubts? "
After he finished speaking, Dorcas couldn't help but grumble, "I only helped you because I saw your serious expression. Otherwise, I wouldn't have said so much. I rarely tell others about my inspirations. "
It was true. Dorcas rarely told others about his inspirations. However, Dorcas didn't know that he had already unintentionally revealed a lot of his inspirations.
If he knew, with his personality, he would probably feel that he had suffered a great loss and would not be able to walk out of the dark clouds without feeling depressed for a few days.
"I'm not thinking about that gasp. It doesn't matter to me whether it's a human or a monster." Angor looked at the Abyss behind Dorcas. "I just found that the illusion I left on Ma Qiusha was triggered. Also, the signal outside the magic array has been activated. "
Dorcas was taken aback. "You mean, the people from the Traveling Merchant Organization are really here?"
"What's so surprising about that? They're here. I just don't know when they'll come after seeing the signal. "
While Angor was talking, he didn't know that a rebellious and stubborn merchant from the Travellers had already arrived at the building they explored earlier.
Angor set up the guide just to see if the traveling merchants would check the magic array before coming after him. If that was the case, Angor would like the Travellers even more. After all, they could use human lives to test the array.
However, the world was unpredictable. Sometimes, one couldn't just assume things would work out. There were always variables. Unscrupulous merchants were one such variable.
"Let's keep moving. I think there's a cold wind ahead. Maybe there's an exit." Angor didn't think too much about the Travellers. For them, the Travellers would only cause them some trouble. Unless the Bilos Family sent out all their forces, they wouldn't be able to stop them.
While Angor's group wasn't afraid, Kal and Wail were still worried. They each approached a wizard they were familiar with so that they could have someone to help them in case they were ambushed.
Surprisingly, Kal chose Dorcas, while Wail chose Angor's side, Wail.
Kael's choice was very normal. He and Dorcas were already familiar with each other. Wail's best choice was his ancestor, the Black Earl. However, he didn't dare to approach Dorcas because he was too scared to do so. Dorcas, on the other hand, was the second best choice. They had been friends for many years, and they were even closer to each other than Kal. However, Wail didn't choose Dorcas. Instead, he came to Angor's side with a flattering and shy expression.
Angor didn't know what Kal and Wail were thinking. He only wondered why Wail suddenly came to him. But it didn't matter. Angor didn't dislike Wail. Or rather, Angor usually didn't dislike supernaturals who liked to stay at home. What bad intentions could a homebody possibly have?
Angor nodded to Wail with a smile and kept walking.
Seeing this, Vaey assumed that Angor had agreed to let him follow, so he followed Angor with even bigger strides.
Dorcas looked at his good friend's actions from behind and felt that it was a little strange. Since when did Wail get so close to Angor?
Just as everyone had their own thoughts and doubts, they finally arrived at an unusual path.
Like before, there were no forks in the path. However, the path was facing downward, which was a large slope.
The wind Angor felt earlier came from below.
Standing at the entrance of the slope, the wind became even colder. The entire path was filled with rustling noises.
"Sir, the wind …" Angor wanted to ask the Black Earl about it, but when he turned around, he saw the Black Earl already flying to the back of the path.
"There must be a way to the Stinking Sewer down there. The smell is too strong." The Black Earl's nose on the stone slab had already turned into a bulge.
As a nose, even though he could use normal spells, his most powerful ability was still his sense of smell. Black Earl's nose was directly hit, so it was no wonder that he ran so far away.
The so-called "Stinking Sewer" was just a term used by wizards to describe the filth accumulated in the sewers.
The underground labyrinth had buildings and the outline of a city. However, it had a more familiar name — sewers.
What could be in the sewers? Filth, of course.
It was normal to run into a Stinking Sewer once in a while. However, after tens of thousands of years, Stinking Sewers no longer carried much of a waste. Most of them were nests of stinky monsters.
Wizards rarely went to Stinking Sewers because there were no treasures there. Plus, the place was full of foul odor. Besides, the monsters living in the Stinking Sewers were not to be underestimated. Even a wizard would suffer if they were attacked by tens of thousands of monsters.
"Don't tell me we're going to the Stinking Sewer?" The Black Earl did not have eyes, but Angor felt like he was being stared at.
Angor tried to recall his journey in the Nightmare Realm. He didn't see any drain near the alley where the Glutton Flower King lived. He also remembered that there was a bookish hall not far from the alley. However, a giant green-skinned monster was living in the hall, which didn't seem to fit the decorations at all.
Angor thought for a moment and shook his head. "I'm sure. We're not going to the Stinking Sewer."
Dorcas was also paying attention to Black Earl's question. He sighed in relief when he heard Angor's answer.
"Thank goodness. I don't want to get stink on me."
Black Earl snickered. "Don't get too happy yet. Angor only said that we're not going to the Stinking Sewer. We don't know if we're going to the Stinking Sewer."
Black Earl turned to Wail. "If we're going to the Stinking Sewer, I'm going to enter your body. You don't have the right to refuse. Stay away from Angor now. I know what you're thinking. "
Wail nodded obediently. Even if Black Earl did not say that, he would not dare to refuse. Angor was confused by Black Earl's words.
However, Angor only glanced at Wail and did not think too much about it. It was still the same sentence, what bad intentions could an otaku have?
"Don't worry, sir. We're not going to the Stinking Sewer. As long as we find the organization the Demon Cultists want to attack, we'll know what to do next. "
Angor's words revealed a lot of information.
Even the two apprentices were somewhat bewildered, let alone Dorcas and the Black Earl.
"So you already know which organization the Demon Cultists are going to attack?" Black Earl asked in a confident tone.
"I have some guesses. Don't worry about it. I'm just making some deductions based on the information I have and what I know, "said Angor as he put on his" don't ask me about my business "look.
Black Earl said, "I don't know what kind of information I can give you before. I'm sure you don't know anything about the Mirror Demon. Then, what other information is there that can be used for presumption? "
"Is it the mural we found later? Or … information about the Noah Clan?"
Angor had to admit that Black Earl was smart. Angor guessed that the organization the Demon Cultists were going to attack was the Stairs of Hanging Prison.
However, he still didn't want to answer this question. He couldn't explain how he knew that Augustine was having an affair with the daughter of the Stairs of Hanging Prison's ruler.
Angor said, "Sir, please don't ask. If you're going to get suspicious every time I tell you something, I'll just shut up."
"Just trust me. I don't mean anything bad. I just can't tell you everything because of certain restrictions. "
Angor opened up his mind and looked at them as if they could use Word of Truth to find out more.
However, no one used Word of Truth because Angor had already said something like that before the expedition. They had already made a promise, which was why Angor was trusted enough to become their leader. Besides, Angor was the one who made the key to the ruin. If Angor really had other intentions, he wouldn't have gone through so much trouble to make the key. He could make it in secret, and he didn't even have to do anything himself. He could just ask Rhine to arrange a few Magi to explore it.
Considering how important Angor was to Brute Cavern, Rein would not refuse if Angor asked him to do it himself, let alone a few people.
"I trust Mister Super Dimensional!"
While the air was filled with silence, Wa Yi suddenly spoke.
"Mister Super Dimensional must have his own reasons. He can't mean anything bad."
Dorcas stepped forward and turned Wai's head to face him. "Hey, since when did you get brainwashed by Angor? As an old friend, I'll give you a warning. Don't be fooled by his sanctimonious look. He's a very evil person. He tried to poison me with the mushroom poison. Don't trust the wrong person. "
"Oh, so I'm such an untrustworthy person in your mind."
Dorcas gave Angor another strange look. "Of course not. I believe in you too. As a friend, I know who you're right and who's wrong. That's why I'm sure you're telling the truth. Wai, on the other hand, is a follower. That's why I'm warning you. "
"Wai is a follower? Why do I feel like he's a forerunner? After all, he said he trusts me first. "
"Trust doesn't need to be expressed. Just know it in your heart. What you express isn't real trust."
Angor looked at Dorcas' shameless look and really wanted to nag at him. But he decided against it. No matter how hard he tried, Dorcas would always be like this.
Still, Angor was a little surprised by Wai's support.
Just as Dorcas had said, when did Wai begin to trust him so much? They had only met for a few days. Could it be that …?
Wai 'er wants something from me?
Dorcas was a Master Alchemist and a member of the Research Department. Wai would only be so polite if he wanted something from him.
Otaku … he didn't know how to express himself. This was the only way he could do it.
Angor felt that it was a pity for Wai. Fawning over him was useless to him. Instead of fawning over him, he might as well be direct and make a deal of equal value.
Wai might be an apprentice, but Angor was quite interested in the man's abilities. For example, the Smell of Death. If Wai was willing to trade the number of times he could use the ability, Angor wouldn't mind giving him an alchemy item.
Angor patted Wai's shoulder and gave him a hint with his eyes.
Wai didn't get it at all. As a new fan, Wai assumed that Angor was giving him an affirmation.
Wai's heart was filled with excitement.
Only an Unfallen Star like Mister Super Dimensional was worthy of his respect!
Just like that, the two people who had completely different thoughts looked at each other seriously for the first time.
Angor looked at the Dark Earl in the distance. "What do you think, sir?"
"Cut the crap. Let's keep moving," Dark Earl said.
Angor smiled. Dark Earl didn't say it out loud, but it already meant that he had given in.
That was enough.
Angor waved his hand, and a purification force field covered everyone.
"Let's go. I believe there's a fork in the road ahead. If it's still the only way … I have to say, those Demon Cultists are really patient."
…
On the other side, Black Merchant was leisurely strolling in the almost abandoned building.
The black merchant under the mask yawned: "How boring, I thought they had set up a trap or something to stop us. But they didn't do anything.
"Are they too confident in their own strength? Or are they just a bunch of kind-hearted rabbits? "
Black Merchant narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment. He suddenly laughed.
"Let's hope it's the former …" He liked to bully newbies, but his hot-tempered older brother would not allow him to bully the weak.
What could he say to such a speechless older brother? Of course — he was lucky!
Black Merchant thought of his older brother and felt happy again. Bai Shang must be thinking about him too. He would only feel happy when Bai Shang thought about him. This was the tacit understanding between twins.
Black Merchant hummed along the way and reached the top floor.
He didn't bother to check the surroundings at all. He would let Gray Merchant and his men do the troublesome work.
He only had one goal!
Find the one who released the illusion and beat him up!
Black Merchant walked out of the door and looked at the vast view in front of him. He scratched his head in confusion.
Where would that group of people go?
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