"You shouldn't just inject your blood into the lock like this, Langton. The magic circle on that door has the function of spatial transmission. The speaker may use your blood as a medium to cast curses or other malicious spells."
Looking at the cell door that opened by itself and the magic-forbidden shackles that fell off his body, Anvis sighed.
You don't even have to think about it to know that the Speaker deliberately arranged these nested prisons and blood transfer circles to accomplish some ulterior plan and purpose with the help of Langton's blood.
Then, Anvis seemed to have finally discovered something was wrong, and looked at Langton with some surprise.
"Well, wait... Langton, what's your strength?!"
"I'm sorry, Lord Vio, my current strength involves some of my secrets, so it's not convenient to explain too much."
Faced with Anvis' doubts, Langton shook his head apologetically.
"Furthermore, the rules of this place are very strange. Even with my current strength, I cannot destroy the Demonic Prison while ensuring your safety, so I have to unlock it according to the method provided by the Speaker.
I don’t want to risk your lives, Lord Vio. But you don’t have to worry too much about me, I have my own way to resist the curse.”
"Since you are also aware of the dangers involved, I won't say any more."
Anvis nodded and slowly walked out of the magic-forbidden shackles that fell to the ground. At the same time, a powerful wave of magic energy radiated from his body.
"Sorry, there is something I have been hiding from you, Langton. Due to some reasons, I have hidden my true strength before. In fact, I am not a fourth-level person, but a seventh-level person.
Although it’s not worth mentioning compared to your strength, it shouldn’t hold you back too much.”
"Everyone has their own secrets. You don't have to explain anything to me, Lord Vio."
After listening to Anvis' words, Langton just nodded calmly,
Let’s go quickly, Lord Vio, first rescue the other captured companions, and then go to the bottom to destroy the core of the constructed network.”
So, following the explosive Langton, Anvis officially became a member of this temporary 'brave team'.
And the process of going all the way down is like some ancient level-breaking game, eliminating the 'little monsters' of magical constructs that attack from time to time on the road, looking for mechanisms and secret doors, and gathering companions one by one.
Even when faced with a maze-like path, a three-dimensional magic map can be summoned to confirm the specific position of oneself and the target to avoid wandering around like a headless fly.
During this period, Langton actually thought about sending the rescued companions out in advance, but found that he could not leave directly.
The space here has become extremely solid at some point. If he desperately leads everyone to force a breakthrough, not to mention how long it will take, even if he finally manages to open the space channel with difficulty, he may not be able to maintain the ninth-level strength for long.
Instead, it is better to just go all out and take advantage of the current strength to solve the core here. Then all problems will be solved.
In the end, after the group of people eliminated countless constructs, Langton and his rescued teammates arrived at the door of the 'final boss' in the deepest part of the maze.
"We finally arrived, it should be here."
After looking at the map for the last time, Langton waved it away. He looked up and looked at the dark metal arch that was tens of meters tall and had a circuit of strange inscriptions engraved on its surface.
Comparing the size of the people standing in front of the door to the door, they were as small as insects under the feet of a giant.
"Everyone, be careful. When you open the door, you may be greeted by a powerful attack. Don't let your guard down."
With that said, Langton prepared to forcefully open the two doors.
However, when Langton's mental power came into contact with the surface of the door, the inscription circuit on the surface of the huge arch suddenly emitted a blue light, and was then slowly pushed inward by some invisible force.
The scene inside the door was completely different from any room before.
The uniform cold silver metal style disappeared, replaced by crystal-like floor-to-ceiling windows and a huge polyhedral transparent dome.
There are magnificent gray-white relief stone pillars standing all around, and the ground is paved with square tiles made of ruby-like material.
A bright red carpet embroidered with gold threads rose from under everyone's feet, passing through multiple upward sloping ruby stairs, and extended towards the huge empty throne at the highest point in the center of the hall.
Compared to a hall, this place is actually more like a hall.
Through the surrounding floor-to-ceiling windows and crystal domes, Anvis could see the lonely bloody sunset on the far horizon, and the apocalyptic crimson reflected by the setting sun, as if the boundless sky was about to reach the end.
And on the endless metal land under the crimson sky, a large number of cold metal towers are scattered irregularly. Some of the towers have tilted, and there are no traces of life. The whole picture is filled with an indescribable desolation.
feeling.
In the distance on the horizon, one can see a chaotic storm surging from sky to sky, with blood-red lightning piercing the darkness in the storm from time to time, as if it is about to sweep towards the tower.
When they arrived here, the passage was all the way down, but if they looked out through the hall, they were now at the top of a tree-shaped building with an astonishing height, as if the whole world was suddenly suspended upside down.
"The direction indicated on the map is here, but where is the Speaker? The strange instrument we saw last time is not here either."
After looking around, Langton spoke with some vigilance.
"Be careful, Langton, something is wrong here! There is something shrouded here..."
In Langton's mental space, Dark Crow's uneasiness has reached its limit.
However, before he could finish speaking, the huge figure that emerged from the empty throne attracted everyone's attention.
"Congratulations to everyone, I have been waiting for you in this final place for a long time."
Looking at the extremely vigilant people below, the federal speaker held a glass of red wine with a leisurely expression and took a sip of his own.
"Give up, Luolan XV, your ambitions and evil plans are doomed to destruction!"
Suppressing the strange uneasiness in his heart, Langton took a step forward, protected everyone behind him, and spoke righteously.
"hehe--"
As if he heard some ridiculous remarks, a sarcastic look flashed across the speaker's face, but he did not comment on it and directly changed the topic.
"Actually, Langton, I need to thank you. The goblin royal blood hidden in you successfully helped me obtain the lowest level of controller authority in Heinz.
It is precisely because of your cooperation that I can truly take this final step."
With that said, the Speaker slowly stood up from the throne, closed his eyes and opened his arms, and a strange and incomprehensible aura of rules surged out from his body.
Following his movements, the bloody setting sun on the horizon suddenly went out like a lamp, and an unusually bright starry sky lit up from the night sky.
But if you look carefully, you will find that these galaxies vaguely form a whole structure like a neural network.
"Have you felt it? This amazing power!"
The next moment, the phantom of the Speaker on the throne did not make a sound, but there were mighty mental fluctuations like the starry sky, rolling in from the endless stars!