Laplace checked the mural again to see if there was a hidden compartment.
She had seen many hidden compartments or secret chambers behind the murals in the ruins.
However, this mural did not have any hidden compartments.
The most unusual thing about this palace was, without a doubt, this mural. However, it was only the mural itself that was unusual, and not the other things like the hidden compartment.
With that thought in mind, Laplace refocused her attention on the mural.
The door, the black substance, and the Defiant.
What was the connection?
Laplace kept comparing the images in her mind to see if she could find any similar or related clues in her own memory.
However, these three images were too common. She had at least hundreds of thousands of similar images in her memory.
But only similar ones.
At the very least, Laplace didn't have any inspiration related to this mural in his memory bank.
There were too few clues to decipher.
Soon, Laplace came to a conclusion.
She didn't feel any regret about this.
As an "old" person who had lived for more than ten thousand years, there were too many scenes in her memory that had unknown endings.
Some of them were her own experiences, while others were observed through the Sea of Mirrors.
At first, she felt a little regretful. But as time went by, she would see one or two scenes with unknown endings every day.
The regret of the unfinished game gradually disappeared.
Of course, she did not lose interest in finding out more secrets. She just knew how to make a choice. There was no need to delve into secrets that she knew she could not get.
As for which secrets she needed to find out?
Her mind would tell her the answer.
The mural in front of her should have some secrets. But Laplace did not feel anything from it, so she did not care.
Laplace looked away.
Perhaps this mural would become one of those memories with unknown endings in her memory.
…
Angor looked away from the silver plate.
He looked a little regretful.
The silver disc was a Teleportation Array Disc, and there was still some Spatial Energy remaining in it.
He studied it to see if there was any difference between this plate and the one in Cuolo's secret chamber.
After careful comparison, he found that the two array discs were actually linked array discs.
A linked array plate meant that the user could only teleport to a certain location near the linked array plate.
He could understand the mechanism of the teleportation array he saw in the underground chamber, but this one … he had no idea what to do.
The only thing he was sure about was that the linked array plate was right above them.
Which meant the main chamber was located there.
This was the same as what Lü Nuo said.
Back then, for the sake of convenience, Lv Nuo almost never took the path of the embedded space. Every time, she would directly teleport here from the main tomb. So it made sense that the linked array plate was located in the main chamber.
However, although they were both linked array discs, the operating principle of this array disc was completely different from the one Ku Luoli had set up.
Maybe it was created by an Ordovician whose brain domain was "array plate" or "space".
If possible, he wanted to activate it.
Unfortunately, the disk was already fixed here and could not be removed or moved. He could activate it, but the consequences would be too great, so he had no choice but to give up.
Instead, he shifted his attention to Laplace, who was standing not far away from him.
"What do you think? Is there anything wrong with the mural?"
Angor walked closer.
He had noticed this mural before. For such a complete mural, there must be something fishy about it. Laplace had come here earlier than him to observe. Perhaps he had already discovered something unusual?
Laplace shook his head. "Apart from the fact that the paint used is a little special and can preserve the murals for a long time … there is nothing wrong with it."
Angor knew Laplace well enough. If she did not notice anything wrong, he would not find anything either.
He did not use his spirit feelers to examine the mural. Instead, he glanced at it with his eyes.
"It's pretty simple," Angor said. "Usually, the simpler something is, the more straightforward it is. But there are no details to support it, which can lead to different interpretations."
For example, the mural in front of Angor's eyes was simple: a man was walking toward a door.
But why was he walking toward the door? Was this door not real, but a metaphor for some kind of goal or destination? Was the black substance also a metaphor for disaster?
Angor did not know.
The mural was straightforward, but it was not easy to decipher it.
Laplace looked at the mural again. "I'm curious. Why did the painter keep this mural?"
Angor shrugged. "Different people have different interpretations. Maybe this mural is the master of the ruin describing his life. It's reasonable that he chose to preserve it with special paint. "
"The master of the ruin?" Laplace gave Angor a curious look. "Different people have different interpretations. So, this is your interpretation?"
Angor nodded and explained his explanation. "The people in the shadows are the owners of the ruins, while the black substance represents their lives. Or, I should say, the darkest moments of his life. "
Laplace saw through Angor's idea. "So, in your eyes, this door represents the end of a person's life?"
Angor nodded. "Something like that. You can say it's the goal of a person's life. When one passes through the dark tide of life, he or she will reach the door. "
Laplace stretched out his finger and pointed at the door. "But all the dark matter is released from this door. So, according to your interpretation, the end of a person's life, or the goal of a person's life, is the cause of the ruin's owner's dark life? "
Angor was a little surprised. Indeed, the black substance was coming from the door.
Therefore, using "the life of the ruin's owner" as an interpretation was not right.
Angor fell into silence.
He looked at the "door" on the mural again. This was because the existence of the "door" had overturned his previous "theory of life".
He stared at the door while thinking about how to interpret the mural.
But as he pondered …
Suddenly, he felt that the door on the mural seemed to have grown bigger and closer to him.
"What?!"
Angor quickly regained his senses and looked at the door on the mural again.
The door was still in the same position. It did not grow bigger or jump out of the mural.
But he felt that the door was moving closer to him.
Angor thought for a moment and released his spirit feelers to check around the "door", but he did not find anything unusual.
Could it be that he was imagining things?
Laplace, on the other hand, was looking at Angor with a doubtful look.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the door on the mural? "
Laplace paid more attention to the mural, but she also paid some attention to Angor. She clearly saw Angor's pupils suddenly shrank as if he saw a ghost. Then he quickly used his spirit feelers to check the "door" on the mural.
This behavior was clearly a little strange.
Angor did not try to hide anything from Laplace. He told Laplace what he sensed just now.
"You felt the door on the mural growing bigger and getting closer to you?"
Angor nodded. "Yes. But I can't tell if it was an illusion or not."
Laplace looked at Angor and the door on the mural again. "I'm sure the door did not change when you were meditating. At least, it did not change in my sight."
Of course, Angor believed Laplace's words. But he did feel that the door on the mural was growing bigger. Angor shook his head. "Maybe it was just an illusion."
Laplace saw the hesitation in Angor's voice. "You can try again and see if it's just an illusion."
"Don't worry. I'll keep an eye on you."
Angor considered and decided to give it a try. He really wanted to know if it was just an illusion or something was wrong with the door.
Angor nodded. "I'll try."
But how should he do it?
Should he keep staring at the door on the mural? Or was it to compare the previous situation, where he first pondered and then inadvertently looked at the door?
His eyes were fixed on the door in the painting as he thought about how to proceed with the experiment.
As he wondered if he should do the same thing, the door on the mural suddenly grew bigger again.
This time, before Angor could react, he felt something hot on his chest. Next, the giant door appeared in front of him and swallowed him whole like a giant maw.
The next second …
Angor's vision went dark, and his body began to "rise".
However, it was not in the sense of space. Instead, it was in the sense of a certain concept.
It was as if his body, soul, and consciousness had all been transcended. His entire being was evolving.
At the same time, Angor clearly felt his emotions disappearing. Or rather, his "emotion module" did not rise with his consciousness.
He went from being a sentient being to being emotionless and incorporeal.
Without the restraint of emotions, Angor felt himself becoming calmer and calmer.
He even realized that he was going through some kind of "hyperdimension", which meant he had gone beyond his current dimension and arrived at a higher one.
The reason why he could judge so quickly was because he had experienced this situation more than once.
Back then, the Alien Eye absorbed a large amount of mysterious energy by stopping two plane fusions. In the end, the Alien Eye took Angor to a strange world beyond dimensions, where he learned how to use the Gate of Illusion.
Another time, in order to survive a void disaster, Angor was carried by Woof into a hyperdimension and wandered around in a higher dimension.
Both times, he experienced the familiar "ascension" and the loss of the familiar emotion module. Considering the current situation, Angor was sure that he was going through some kind of hyperdimension.
However, why would it be hyperdimensional?
Was it because of the door? Or was it because of the Alien Eye?
Perhaps Angor had gotten rid of all unnecessary emotions. His ability to sort out his memories and find clues had improved significantly.
He still remembered that when he was about to be swallowed by the door, he felt something warm on his chest.
And he kept the Alien Eye close to his chest.
So, the warm feeling must have come from the Alien Eye.
And that door … Maybe it was the Alien Eye that activated it? Or, did the Alien Eye make the door different from what it used to be?
He couldn't tell if it was because of the door or the Alien Eye. But it didn't matter to him right now.
The most important thing was, where was he now?
Angor felt that the "ascension" had stopped.
He had lost his sense of time during the hyperdimension, but he still felt that the "ascension" didn't last long. It was even faster than when Woof took him to wander.
To put it in a more direct way, it was —
If dimensions had a height, then Woof took him to a height of one meter, and the Alien Eye took him to a height of ten meters. The "ascension" this time was probably less than half a meter.
Was it because the painter of the murals didn't have a good grasp of hyperdimension?
But then again, it was already impressive that the painter could understand the concept of hyperdimension. At least, as far as Angor knew, Woof was the only one who could reach the dimension plane.
Angor looked around.
No. "Look" wasn't the right word. He only thought about it, and all the details around him were imprinted in his mind. He even saw the trajectory of his ascension.
But that wasn't important. In a hyperdimension, such observation was as simple as breathing.
This was a world of pure darkness, just like the dark matter in the murals.
However, in the distant deep space, there was a glowing door, standing there like a lighthouse, guiding the way.
"So, I have to go to that door?"
With a thought, Angor began to "ascend" and approached the door.
On his way to the door, he suddenly remembered the mural.
His current situation was similar to the scene in the murals.
In the murals, a man in a red uniform was walking toward the door while stepping on the dark matter.
And now, he was also walking through the unknown dark matter and heading toward the door.
Is this a kind of historical loop? Or was it a necessity for dimensions to reappear?
Angor didn't know.
He didn't think too much about it. He wouldn't get an answer in a short time.
Soon, he arrived in front of the door.
The design of the door was exactly the same as the one in the murals. The only difference was that the door in the murals was constantly releasing dark matter, while this one was shining brightly.
Angor didn't know what was behind the glowing door.
But he had a feeling that he should go inside.
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