"So where did these monsters come from?" Angelet asked the key point. He could tell that these two people should be the people in charge of this hotel. The reason why they explained so much to him was not only to test their strength, but also to win over them.
Meaning, otherwise no one would spend so much energy on an outsider.
"It comes from the time and space rift after the ancient wizard opened the door to chaos." Big Beard explained casually. "Those guys either came from the world of chaos, or from other worlds. Who knows, we just kill them. It is said that those on the ground
Those rubbish call our place the root of the world."
"Oh?" Angelet narrowed his eyes. "I have heard of this name...In distant history, the great wizards of ancient times found a very narrow space deep underground. It is said that it is
It was a place where the three most powerful Witch Kings in the world once lived. But now there are monsters from other worlds on the ground, ready to invade the entire world and snatch resources. Don’t you know?"
"Rob? Oh, are you talking about the sealers or the plunderers? Don't worry about them. They will have to evacuate after a while anyway, so don't worry about it." The bearded man actually had a nonchalant expression on his face. "We wizards
The most powerful force in the world is below the fifth layer underground. The surface and surface are all inferior garbage, and most of them are vulnerable. Although those powerful beings from other worlds are powerful, they don't stay long enough. At most, they can take advantage of the world to connect.
At that time, I snatched some resources and souls, and invaded the second layer underground, and then I had to leave and return to my own territory. There is a guy who knows this best,"
Angelet also felt a little speechless at this time. He had known that the wizarding world would not be so simple, but he did not expect that the real wizarding world was five levels underground.
Looking at his face, the bearded man knew that he had calmed the newcomer, and finally there was a trace of pride on his face, and he continued: "The root of the world refers to the space in the heart of the tree that extends from the surface of the earth and runs through the entire world. There are four levels in total.
The size of each layer is probably...at least equivalent to the Gem Sea on the surface of the earth. Do you know the Gem Sea? The endless sea in the west. I think when I went to the Gem Sea, the most powerful empire collapse incident happened, and it caused a lot of noise.
It’s not as lively as usual. I wonder what’s going on now?”
"Can you be more specific? I don't know how big the Sea of Gemstones is..." Angelet smiled bitterly. He finally figured it out. The red-bearded man running the hotel in front of him was clearly a living history library. What secret had reached him?
It’s reported here as casually as cabbage.
"It's about the same size as the Sky Realm. Do you know the Sky Realm?" Feimora on the side couldn't stand it anymore and casually reminded him.
Angelet shook his head blankly. At this moment, he felt that he was a complete country bumpkin compared to the two people in front of him.
"Oh.!" Red Beard covered his forehead with a look of helplessness. "How come you don't know anything!? It looks like you are pretty good, right? Femora, please explain to him!"
Feimora nodded: "To put it simply, it's equivalent to twenty central parts. Is it vivid enough?"
Angelet "...."
Feimola "....."
"What kind of expression are you looking at!" The bearded man lamented speechlessly. "It seems that you are a native of the earth. There are so many major events in ancient history, but there are only a few relics on the earth. Don't you think
Is it weird? Where have those historical relics gone? Don’t tell me about the gaps in the world. If you don’t go to such a stable space in the main world, wouldn’t you be courting death?”
"Where are the relics of the Wizarding War? There were so many wizards of different heritages in ancient times. All of them claimed to be the best in the world, kings and hegemons, traveling around the world and ruling empires as omnipotent as gods. Where did all those relics go?"
The bearded man asked question after question.
Only then did Angelet feel that something was indeed wrong. Indeed, as Big Beard said, there were too few relics that could be found on the surface. "There is definitely something wrong..."
"Understood?"
"Understood."
The bearded man breathed a sigh of relief; "That's good, I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it. So what are your plans now?"
"By the way, where is the surface area where the tornado passed? Do you know?" Angelet used honorifics in his words, and he was always modest when facing people who were more knowledgeable than himself.
The bearded man touched his chin: "It seems to be a more desolate place over there. It's very barren. I remember going there once before. There are very few wizards, they are all ordinary people."
Angelet nodded clearly: "What about the inside of the Abyss Tornado?"
Before the bearded man could speak, the lobster head that came over laughed and interrupted: "I remember going there once before." He imitated the bearded man's tone. "This is the mantra of the bearded man. This guy doesn't care what you ask.
He always says this about places, this old man’s nickname is like a map.”
Redbeard rolled his eyes, took out a green wine bottle and stuffed it directly into the lobster head's mouth to block it.
"The interior is full of monsters and space-time rifts. Okay, boy. I'm already drying up my mouth after talking so much. What are your plans? How about joining our hotel in despair? How about a Larkin beast every ten years?"
"Forget it, my family hasn't settled down yet." Angelet stood up from the stool, smiled, turned around and walked towards the door.
There was a trace of regret on the faces of Big Beard and Feimola. "What a pity, this kid seems to be scared and is ready to go back." Red Beard whispered.
Feimola shrugged and didn't reply.
Angelet walked to the stone door, suddenly turned around, looked at the counter and said with a smile: "Big beard!"
"Huh?" Redbeard looked at him doubtfully.
"Actually, I also want to join your hotel, but it may take a long time." Angelet said with a smile.
The bearded man was stunned for a moment and then laughed: "No problem. No matter how long it takes, I will give you a grand welcome when the time comes!"
"Then a thousand years." As soon as he finished speaking, the whole hotel fell into silence.
The wine glass in the bearded hand was hanging in the air. Femola hooked the harp strings and forgot to put them down. The lobster man tilted his neck to drink, and the wine spilled from the corners of his mouth.
All the creatures were stunned. The candles and lampstands kept dancing in the hall. No one spoke, and even their breathing was as gentle as possible. All the creatures' eyes were focused on the figure at the door.
There seemed to be a sense of solemnity and tension in the air.
Angelet smiled.
"In a thousand years, I will come to you again, don't forget." He opened the door and walked out of the hall, and his body suddenly turned into dark red flames and disappeared outside the door.
The bearded man finally reacted and put down the wine glass with a red face.
"No problem! I'll wait for you in a thousand years!" He shouted, his voice echoing in the hall.
A complicated look appeared on Feimora's face, three parts shocked, one part shocked, and the rest full of amusement. "A strong man who can live for a thousand years... It's a pity that I won't be able to see that day."
..."
"The agreement is based on thousands of years. That guy can live for at least tens of thousands of years..." Red Beard's eyes turned into slits with laughter, "If there really is an existence of this level, wait for him to live for a thousand years."
What’s the relationship?”
"Big Beard, do you believe what he said is true?" A humanoid monster with a head on his chest came over and asked.
"I only believe in my eyes." Redbeard replied, pointing to his own eyes.
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Coming out of the Extremis Hotel and standing in the gray-black wind and sand, Angele took a deep breath and looked at the gray space beyond the dark red light film around him. The Extremis Hotel below was completely invisible.
"I didn't expect to encounter a hotel with people in a place like this... There are so many powerful creatures inside. Maybe everything will be over in a thousand years, I will come here again and join in to see what the core of the world is.
What kind of..."
He didn't answer Red Beard's invitation casually. He actually had this plan, if this place still exists after a thousand years.
Flying rapidly upwards against the wind and sand, there was gray-black sand in all directions, and the whistling wind filled my ears, making it impossible to tell whether I was really moving.
Angelet flew upward for a while. He felt that he was already far away from the Extremis Hotel, and then he slowly stopped in the air.
"If you look at the wind force I feel, my trajectory should always circle the edge of the storm and follow the path with the same wind force." He closed his eyes, and a dazzling blue light came out under his eyelids.
After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked to the right. "That's the direction! Keep going straight ahead and you should cross the edge of the storm."
A light blue virtual image of a huge storm tornado gradually appeared in front of his eyes.
‘The abyss storm model has been established, with an overall integrity of 81% and a detail integrity of 2%.’ The chip’s prompt sounded in my ears.
"81%? That's enough..." The blue light in Angelet's eyes slowly faded away. "Even I can't sense the Extinction Hotel from this distance, so it should be fine."
He stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the exit. A stream of thick black smoke rushed out from his mouth and nose crazily, surrounding him, and soon completely submerged him in it.
The black smoke grew bigger and bigger, spreading in all directions. Soon it expanded to several thousand meters, forming a huge scorpion shape.
The black smoky scorpion quietly stretched out a scorpion pincer and stabbed lightly in one direction.
A thick black smoke spurted out wildly, forming a column of black smoke that shot straight into the windy sand. White faces kept rolling in the smoke, and bursts of high-pitched screams and praises could be faintly heard.
"In the name of fear!!" "In the name of fear!!" "Fear is the root of everything!!" "Follow the will of the King of Fear!!!"
Sounds of different spiritual thoughts filled the black smoke, gushing out and tearing apart the gray and black wind and sand wildly. They extended to an unseen end, and no one knew how far they shot out.
The black smoke column rolled. It soon calmed down and slowly dissipated.
The thick black smoke gradually disappeared and faded, leaving a cylindrical gray-black straight channel.
The huge black smoke scorpion nodded with satisfaction, quickly shrunk in size, and transformed into a human form again. The black smoke dispersed, and Angelet walked out of it.
"This channel can last for three days, it's time to go back..." He sensed the secret mark on his left hand. The range he could sense was very small, he could only sense the general direction, and he couldn't make calls. The sky was full of wind and sand.
Interfering with normal communication.
Sensing the direction of his return, Angele turned around and suddenly turned into dark red flames that shot out and quickly disappeared in the wind and sand.