Half a minute later, they saw what Angor referred to as an "item with a faint supernatural reaction".
Angor didn't use his calculative abilities to examine it, so he only knew that it was a small item left behind by someone.
But when they got closer, they realized that it wasn't an item at all. It was a small skull.
When they first saw the skull, they thought it was a baby's skull since the back of the skull was facing them. But when they saw the front of the skull, they were stunned.
"Are there any single-eyed humans?" Kael looked at the skull with only one eye socket and asked.
"Regardless of whether or not humans have a single eye, have you ever seen a person with hundreds of intersecting fangs that split from ear to ear?" Dorcas asked.
Kael shook his head. "I don't think so."
Dorcas said, "Then that's it. This is actually a demon's head."
Dorcas picked up the skull from the ground and held it in his hand. He carefully inspected the skull and said, "There are many single-eyed monsters, but only one skull. I can't tell what kind of monster this is."
After Dorcas finished speaking, he looked at the Black Earl.
The Black Earl was the most experienced person in the group.
He didn't disappoint. He "peeked" at the skull with his nostrils and sniffed a few times before he gave his answer.
"This is the infant of a Hover Skull Demon. It only has a skull and no body. A two-month-old Hover Skull Demon's skull is already as big as an adult's. Three months later, it will be bigger than an adult's head. Judging from the size of the skull, this Hover Skull Demon was born less than a month ago. Maybe less than half a month ago.
"As for the time of death, I can sense almost no supernatural energy in the skull. It should be more than a hundred years ago.
"As for the cause of death, I can't tell. The skull is intact. Maybe some of its internal organs were attacked by something non-physical. "
After saying that, the Dark Earl said calmly, "Although I don't mind giving you guys a scientific explanation, it's useless even if you know about something like this that has nothing to do with our goal. It's a waste of breath."
It was rare for the Black Earl to complain, but Angor could tell that the man wasn't really angry about wasting his time. He might have felt that Dorcas was treating him as a … tool.
Just a second ago, Dorcas could still talk back to him, but in the next second, as long as he didn't recognize something, he would come looking for him.
If this wasn't a tool, then what was?
The Black Earl also had a temper. He wouldn't say it directly. He would only tell you in a roundabout way that he was a little angry.
His teacher, Rein, Fafnir, Oderklas, and Balalaika were all similar to this type of people.
To put it nicely, it was called being arrogant and not being willing to speak his mind.
But to put it bluntly, he was just being arrogant.
If other people encountered such a situation, they would probably sit up straight and not dare to speak again. "You're right, sir. But this Demon Flying Skull might be related to our goal."
If it was Dorcas who said this, Count Dark would not care at all. But since it was Angor, he had to consider. "Why do you say so?"
"If I'm not mistaken, there should be some Hovering Skulls around the target area."
Angor immediately sensed that the Black Earl's emotions were fluctuating. He quickly added, "As for why I know, it's a private matter, so I can't tell you. However, please don't believe me completely. What I said could be wrong. "
"Could it be wrong?" The Black Earl asked doubtfully.
Angor considered for a moment. "Because reality is often different from fantasy."
The Black Earl frowned. He felt like he had found a clue, but when he thought about it carefully, it disappeared without a trace.
However, the sudden inspiration also convinced Count Black to trust Angor a little.
"Then, apart from the Skulls, are there any other features of the target area … I mean, in your fantasy?"
Angor did not expect the Black Earl to accept his explanation so quickly. He decided not to hide it this time. "Yes. There might be Glutton Flowers around the target area."
Angor was describing his experience in the Nightmare Realm. The first time he went to the Nightmare Realm, he was right outside the Glutton Flower Tunnel when he ran into two Skulls, which scared him a lot. He then rushed into the tunnel, only to find that … mysterious wall at the end of the tunnel.
"Skulls and Glutton Flowers, huh? Alright, I'll keep that in mind, "the Black Earl said in a serious tone.
"Just listen to me, sir. Like I said, when fantasy becomes reality, everything can change."
"I understand, sir."
The conversation between Angor and the Black Earl confused the others. Kael and Wai might be confused, but Dorcas wouldn't allow himself to be as confused as them. "What do you mean? What fantasy? What reality?" Dorcas whispered to Angor as they continued their journey.
Angor did not answer. "Are you going to keep this Skulls?"
They were already on their way, but Dorcas did not throw away the shiny skull. He was still holding it in his hand.
"You don't understand. It feels good to have something in your hand," Dorcas said with a meaningful look.
Angor raised an eyebrow. "Whatever."
Angor was trying to figure out if Dorcas' behavior was an unconscious action caused by his inspiration. Could it be related to what happened next? However, Dorcas did not seem to understand Angor's intention, and Angor could not explain it to him.
"You've already asked me. You haven't answered my question yet." Dorcas was still unwilling to give up.
Angor did not want to answer, but Dorcas was the most shameless and naughty wizard he had ever met. He did not care about the dignity of a formal wizard at all. He kept pestering Angor like a child asking for candy.
After enduring the constant buzzing in his ears for a while, he finally sighed in resignation.
"Have you heard about the prophecy?"
Seeing Angor's response, Dorcas immediately turned into an obedient child and nodded repeatedly. "From the future?"
"Something like that. I know a Prophet. He's an expert at capturing images from the past or the future.
"You can think of it as the Prophet I know seeing certain images and telling them to me. These images point to the destination, and there are also some unimportant details in them, such as the Skulls and the Glutton Flowers I mentioned before.
"However, what the Prophets see is only a possibility. It might be real, or it might just be an illusory dream. "
"Do you understand now? What I said may be true, but it may also be false. "
Dorcas understood what Angor was trying to say. However, he quickly changed his mind. Instead of asking about the Glutton Flowers and Flying Skulls, he asked, "What the Prophet said is only a possibility. Monsters can all be variables. I agree with that. But the destination is an established fact. So, you saw the real situation of the destination from the Prophet's images? "
Dorcas' question went straight to the point. Even Dark Earl was paying attention to it.
Angor rubbed his temples and said helplessly, "I told you, I only used the Prophet's images as an example. Whether or not the Prophet exists is still a question mark. "
"But aside from that, you should know the situation of the destination, right?" Dorcas asked the question that everyone wanted to ask but was too embarrassed to ask.
"Like I said, I only know where the destination is, but I don't know what's there."
In Dorcas' opinion, Angor's words were flawed. Obviously, Dorcas knew that the destination might be related to the Noah Clan. How could he not know anything about the destination?
However, Dorcas did not pursue the matter because he noticed that the Dark Earl had stopped flying. Although the stone slab was facing away from them, there was no doubt that the Dark Earl was paying attention to their conversation.
Dorcas did not want to speak for Dark Earl.
Why should he ask when you don't even want to ask?
Dorcas shrugged. "Fine, I'll trust you."
The villain in his mind rolled his eyes at Dorcas. Who needs your trust?!
Apart from Dorcas' pestering, he also wanted to dispel everyone's doubts as much as possible. However, he didn't really care about what other people thought. If they still had doubts about him, he wouldn't mind at all. That was because he could only reveal so much.
After Angor and Dorcas finished talking, the others did not disturb Angor. They reached the end of the right path without a hitch.
It was an old bronze door that was locked.
From the outside, the door was about two meters tall. Above the door was the wall of the maze, and they could not see the shape of a building inside.
Everyone's first reaction was to use their spirit power to check the door.
Next, they saw dense energy gathering around the door. If they looked closely, they could see complicated runes on the door.
The entire door, from top to bottom, was covered in dense demonic patterns.
Angor told them that he found a loophole in the runes on the door, which allowed some sound echoes to enter the door. At that time, they didn't feel anything, but when they saw the demonic patterns on the door, they were all shocked from the inside to the outside.
They already felt dizzy just by looking at the runes. Angor was standing far away from the door and used his sound echoes to sense the runes?!
They were already shocked when they saw Angor asking Dark Earl to activate the core runes while using an engraving pen to fix the broken runes.
Now, they were even more shocked.
What was a big shot? This was a big shot.
His arithmetic was insane.
Even Count Dark was beginning to change his opinion of the boy. When they first met, Dark Earl only paid attention to Angor because of Sunders and his old friend Rein. But now, Angor was no longer a "junior valued by his friend".
Angor was Angor. He was only a wizard, but he already stood at the top of enchantment in the southern wizardry region.
Dark Earl admitted that he was not as good as Angor.
Angor's training time was only a fraction of Dark Earl's. If Angor did not die, he would become a real genius.
Perhaps he could break the low point of wizardry in the southern wizardry region and usher in a new era. Dark Earl suddenly felt like he was possessed by a demon. He overestimated Angor. Ushering in a new era was an extremely difficult task. How could Angor do it?
But even if he could not usher in a new era … Angor's talent alone was enough to earn Dark Earl's respect. He might even … value him.
Technical talents were not judged by their strength, but by their skills. Angor was now qualified to be valued by Dark Earl.
Under everyone's surprised gazes, Angor walked to the door and took the initiative to open it.
Since he was the one who handled the magic array, he did not ask for others' opinions. He simply rolled up his sleeves when he saw the magic array.
Since he could use his sound echoes to enter the door, it meant the magic array on the door could be cracked easily.
However, it was still slower than he expected.
The sound echoes had entered through the gaps between the mageweaths. If they wanted to open the door and enter, they had to figure out a way to crack the runes on the door without letting the main magic array notice. So, they had to add a small hack.
It took him a lot of time to do so.
Five minutes later, the door was pushed open.
Everyone entered the door one after another. Dorcas and Angor were the last to enter. Dorcas looked at the extremely complicated runes on the door, then at the array disk Angor made himself. "You sure you don't want to take it back?"
"I've modified the door to be independent from the magic array. Even if you reconnect it to the magic array, it might still be rejected. So, there's no need to take back the array disk. Taking it back will only cause some energy conflicts here. "
Dorcas sighed. "If there really is a path in this building, and one that leads to the destination, I feel like we've become pioneers who have to do all the technical work. If the Travellers come after us, we'll just be sitting back and enjoying the fruits of their labor. It's just like the magic array in the underground church. You were the one who fixed it, but after we leave, this passage will probably be taken over by the traveling merchants again and they'll take advantage of it. "
Angor thought Dorcas was planning something, so he decided to stay behind and walk with him. But he did not think the guy was just complaining.
Angor understood why Dorcas was complaining. However, if he did not crack the array now, did he have to wait for the Travellers to do it for him?
Even the Dark Earl did not do anything. What kind of Rune Warlock could the Travellers find?
So, he had to accept his fate.
"Don't think too much. There's no such thing as sitting back and enjoying the fruits of others' labor. The ones who enjoy the fruits of others' labor are the other wizards who have been exploring this ruin for tens of thousands of years. We and the Travellers are just picking up scraps. "
Angor patted Dorcas' shoulder. "Let's go. Let's go."
"Ugh. You're right. But I'm still upset. I hope there's no other way inside … "
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