Halving the time meant halving the distance between them.
In other words, this seemingly broken but endless staircase was in fact once broken. It was only later that it was reassembled.
To reassemble the broken staircase, one would have to reconnect both the material and energy realms. In other words, they had to reconnect the stone staircase and the magic array, which was quite difficult.
Earlier, the Wise Ruler mentioned that it wasn't him who repaired the magic array. It was someone they would meet one day.
Was it someone who was hiding in the dark and asked the Wise Ruler to stop them?
While Angor pondered, they all arrived at the door.
"A wooden door? This doesn't look like a prison," Dorcas muttered.
"Then what do you think looks like a prison?" The Wise Ruler asked with a smile.
"Well, a prison should at least be able to hold people. This wood doesn't look very sturdy. It's not even as sturdy as the stone floor," Dorcas said as he gestured. As Dorcas spoke, he gestured, "The platform in front of the door is quite spacious. A few gargoyles should be enough to guard it. If not, we can also put some alchemy puppets in there. "
Seeing Dorcas' eyes getting brighter, Angor couldn't help but say, "The stone floor won't work either. It can be preserved for a long time, but it'll still break into pieces in a space storm. The best way is to use Space Rune Stone, which can be preserved for a long time without being affected by space storms. It's also the main material for planar passageways. It's expensive, easy to carry, and easy to identify. Red, don't you think so? "
Dorcas listened to the first half of Angor's explanation with great interest. But when Angor mentioned "expensive and easy to carry", Dorcas quickly realized something. "I was wondering why you agreed with me all of a sudden. So it's a trap. Do you think I'm such a shallow person? "
"Yup." Angor nodded.
Dorcas gave him an angry look. "You stupid sandworm! I'm just trying to figure out what's going on here. Maybe I can help you find something. "
"Oh, I misunderstood you." Angor's emotionless words did not make anyone feel sorry at all. It was just a perfunctory answer.
Dorcas really wanted to say something, but he restrained himself. Every time he tried to think of a material to build the gate, the first thing that came to his mind was Space Rune Stone.
How did this guy guess his thoughts so accurately?
Could it be that this was the doing of the live broadcast illusion?
Just as Dorcas was letting his imagination run wild, the voice of the Wise Sovereign once more rang out in his ears. "What you just said is correct. The purpose of the Prison is to … trap people."
"But does it have to be a sturdy cage to trap someone? Also, does trapping someone in the material world mean that they are trapped? "
"Also, do you think that if all the doors of the Stairs of Hanging Prison are open, the prisoners locked inside will be able to escape?"
"That's true. Ten thousand years ago, the Stairs of Hanging Prison was built in the heart of the underground labyrinth. If a prisoner really wanted to escape, it would indeed be very difficult." Dorcas said, "However, according to the Ruler of the Wise, isn't the existence of the prison unnecessary? The Stairs of Hanging Prison isn't necessary either.
The Wise Ruler: "Of course the existence of the cage is necessary. Even if its door is open, it will constantly remind you that you can't escape. This is your home."
The Wise Sovereign was still smiling as he spoke. All three of his eyes were squinted at the same time. Together with the triangular glasses, he looked like a clown, which was as funny as it could get.
But no one, including Dorcas and the others, could bring themselves to laugh.
They weren't stupid either. Although the Wise Sovereign looked like he was smiling, they could feel the sadness in his heart from his words.
Wasn't this huge underground labyrinth also a prison for the Wise Sovereign? Apart from staying in one place for ten thousand years, the Wise Sovereign also received his punishment. This punishment was even more terrible than those who died in the Stairs of Hanging Prison.
While everyone was still lamenting about the Wise Sovereign's miserable fate, Angor's voice broke the silence. "Let's talk about it more broadly. Isn't this continent, this world, also a prison?"
Angor glanced at the Wise Overseer. "Let's go inside. Or do you think the wood spirit is out there?"
With that, Angor ignored the others and stepped through the wooden door on the first floor.
The Wise Sovereign looked at Angor's back with a strange expression.
…
Dorcas, who had just recovered from the emotional atmosphere, looked at Angor who was already far away and felt a little strange.
Angor's sudden interruption was a bit rude in itself. Dorcas knew Angor well enough to know that although Angor often had a bad taste in his mouth, he always did his best when it came to etiquette.
But this time, something was wrong.
Dorcas couldn't help but look at the Dark Earl to see how he would react. But he only saw the Dark Earl's stone tablet quietly facing the Wise Sovereign.
The Wise Sovereign was also looking at the Dark Earl with a smile.
When he saw Dorcas looking at him, the Wise Sovereign returned a smile.
Dorcas' heart skipped a beat when he saw the smile.
Now he knew what was wrong. The Wise Sovereign had stayed in the underground maze for so long. How could he lose control of his emotions?
The atmosphere was emotional, and they thought that they had sensed the sorrow in the heart of the wise man. But when they thought about it carefully, how was that possible? To be crowned with the title of Sage, how could he be seen through so easily?
In other words, the Wise Sovereign did this on purpose?
What was his purpose? To trick them?
No, wait. The Wise Sovereign didn't want to trick them. Was he trying to test someone's feelings? Or to obtain some information?
As Dorcas pondered, the Wise Sovereign smiled again. "This illusion is interesting. The one who created it is even more interesting."
"What do you mean?" Dorcas wondered.
"This illusion can vaguely touch your inner feelings. Don't you think it's interesting?" The Wise Sovereign didn't explain further and stepped into the wooden door.
Dorcas realized what was going on. "He … he was testing Kim's ability?"
Of course, Dorcas was referring to the Dark Earl.
The Dark Earl snorted. "You think he was just testing Kim? You didn't give him any emotional feedback at all? "
The Wise Lord was not only trying to test Angor's strength, but also waiting for the reaction of the crowd.
To put it bluntly, he was relying on his mouth to exaggerate their emotions, raise the atmosphere, and gain feedback when they were unprepared.
The only two people who saw through it were Angor and the Dark Earl. However, their ability to see through him also displayed their own uniqueness. At the same time, they also brought new information to the Sovereign of Wisdom.
And it was true. The Wise Sovereign was becoming more and more skeptical about Angor's identity as a descendant of Noah.
However, Dark Earl's identity was getting higher and higher.
…
On the other side, Angor was also feeling a little frustrated. The Wise Sovereign only used his mouth to test the audience. But in fact, he was using Angor's illusion as a cover to get everyone to fall in love with him.
He regretted putting the Wise Overseer in his illusion.
Luckily, the Wise Sovereign was still testing Angor and the Dark Earl. Dark Earl wasn't afraid of the test. As a clone, he was confident that no matter what the Wise Sovereign wanted to do, as long as the Wise Sovereign died, the real Dark Earl would come and cause trouble. At that time, as the Wise Ruler who was defending passively, if he did not abandon the underground maze, he would definitely be at a disadvantage. But if he did, his ten thousand years of waiting would be for nothing. Dark Earl didn't have anything to worry about.
As for Angor, he had already given up. The Wise Sovereign must have realized that he wasn't a descendant of Noah. He was just testing Angor's ability.
Angor didn't really care if the Wise Sovereign realized it. As for Angor's ability, the Wise Sovereign was wrong.
He thought Angor could sense their emotions because the illusions were keeping an eye on them. As a matter of fact, the immersive illusion was nothing more than an ordinary illusion. Angor's ability to sense emotions came from his talent.
Thus, even though the Wise Sovereign had managed to find out some information, there were some right and some wrong, so it wasn't too bad of a deal.
Still, he had gained a better understanding of the Wise Ruler's abilities after this experience.
It wasn't about his offensive spells. It was about the Wise Sovereign's eloquence and acting skills.
The Wise Sovereign didn't use any energy and acted like a clown, but he didn't feel anything in his mind at all. Instead, he just looked at the people around him and used his mouth to make them feel sympathetic.
Angor had to admit that the Wise Sovereign was an old fart who had accumulated a lot of knowledge and experience.
As Angor pondered, he heard some noises coming from behind him. The others had already come to their senses and entered the door.
Angor calmed himself down and began to observe the room that wasn't unfamiliar to him.
…
After everyone entered through the wooden door, they all had the same thought in their hearts.
"Isn't this … too small?"
The room was about the same size as a single room in a hotel. It didn't sound too big, but this was a prison. They thought there would be a long corridor behind the door that separated different cells. However, it was completely different from what they had imagined. Behind the wooden door was a small and narrow room.
According to the Wise Sovereign, this was a prison cell. And the first floor of the prison was only this big.
Even Kael, who had been using the Photostone all this time, couldn't help but ask, "They built such a long staircase just for a small room like this?"
Wasn't that a little too wasteful?
"Or are the other rooms already damaged?"
The Sage heard Kael's question, but he did not respond. Instead, he smiled as he scanned the cramped room.
Angor spoke first, "There are no other rooms here. This is the only one. There must be a reason why it's so small. "
Angor paused a little and continued, "This is one of the important nodes of the magic array inside the Stairs of Hanging Prison."
The Wise Sovereign looked at Angor in surprise. "How did you know?"
"I didn't see it. I just guessed. But now, I'm sure my guess is correct. " Angor looked at the Wise Sovereign. The Wise Sovereign's reaction confirmed Angor's guess.
The Wise Sovereign chuckled. "So, you're trying to trick me?"
Angor didn't answer the question. Since you're trying to trick me, I'll do the same.
Angor walked to one side of the room and looked around. "The bed is made of sea cedar, the table is made of poplar, and the floor is made of sea birch. Everything here is made of sea wood."
"Don't you think it's strange that there's such a thing here?"
"Why? Sea wood can be produced in large quantities, but it's not expensive. It's good for conducting energy. "The Wise Sovereign pretended to be confused.
"Because the time doesn't make sense." Angor continued, "Sea wood's greatest effect is to improve energy conduction. But have you ever heard that Sea Wood is immortal? "
Kael suddenly thought of something and put his hand on the wooden bed beside him.
Kael didn't do it gently, but the wooden bed only swayed a little. There was no sign of damage.
"Why is it still intact? Ten thousand years have passed, and nothing happened to it? "Kael was confused.
"That's the anomaly I want to talk about. I know Sea Wood is better at resisting external pressure because of its environment. But even the strongest wood can't escape the corrosion of time. But now, it seems that time didn't do anything to it. The shaking didn't make it fall apart. More importantly, even the void storm didn't destroy it. "
The Wise Sovereign asked, "Is this how you deduced that this is the node of the magic array?"
Angor shook his head. "Like I said, I didn't. I just thought this place was strange. That's why I came up with a theory. "
"When will Deep Sea Wood not rot? The answer is, once it carries a large amount of energy of the same nature, it will greatly increase the decay rate of the wood. So, I think this room once carried a large amount of energy. This energy is gentle and not violent, and it has the same nature as the Sea Wood. That's why the Sea Wood can remain immortal. "
"What kind of energy fits the criteria? Strength, stability, and durability? The only thing I can think of is the energy node of the magic array. "
Everyone was still confused by Angor's explanation. But judging from the Wise Sovereign's reaction, Angor was right. This room was indeed an important node of the magic array.
(End of Chapter)
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