Above the Star Pond, inside the observation pavilion.
"Old White Man" Wallace, who was dressed in white from his coat to his beard, raised his head and looked toward the sky.
In the distance, several wizards headed by Duncan and Ferro were driving away and dividing the gray-black fog in the sky.
"Another round of living threads has erupted, bringing with it a large number of parasites." Wallace sighed: "I don't know how many similar pests there are in the ruins, and whether they will affect him."
Wallace did not say his name, but everyone in the observation booth knew that the "him" mentioned in the words was Angel.
"No, Sanders said that the living threads infected by undiscovered living creatures and the parasites released by the phantom dragonflies have no effect on Angel." The one who spoke was the armored old woman, who was gently crushing her.
Grinding the tea powder, when the tea pestle was put back in place, she raised her eyebrows and glanced at the sky.
However, what she saw was not the fog in the sky, but the distant and dark end of the sky.
"The morning star has appeared, and by the time it breaks through the darkness of night, it will be more than three days since Angel's fall." Although the armored mother-in-law refuted Wallace's words, she actually felt deeply for Angel in her heart.
I still don't have much confidence in whether it is safe.
"If there was really a way to come out, he should have come out long ago. He couldn't have stayed in the ruins forever...it hurts!" The gray-haired old man Niss who spoke, glared fiercely and knelt on the ground in the middle of his words.
The soul slave who pressed his feet said, "Don't you know how to be gentler with your hands? Stop pressing them and go pour me some tea."
He kicked the soul slave, then turned around and said as if nothing had happened: "It's been three days, is he really still alive?"
Nice's question is also a question on other people's minds.
None of them want to face the news of Angel's death, but it has been three days since they fell into the ruins. Does Angel still have a chance to survive?
"Your Excellency Rhine, what do you think? We can't wait forever, right?" Wallace turned to look at Rhine who was sitting next to him with his eyes closed and dozing off.
Rhine raised his eyes, and a silent power spread instantly, and there was an inexplicable solemnity in the air.
This is Rhine's innate ability as a silence warlock. However, Rhine has always been very restrained in the past and took the initiative to turn off the silence field every time. But now, Rhine has ignored this, which shows that his heart is not what it seems.
Calm.
Rhine did not reply immediately, but looked at Sanders, who was sleeping with his eyes closed behind the observation booth.
"Since Sanders said there is a way to contact Angel, let's wait a little longer." Rhine said lightly.
Wallace also looked at Sanders and rubbed his temples: "This guy fell asleep again. I'll just say that his so-called contact information was done in a dream. If I ask him, he still won't admit it."
"However, Angel also contacted Sanders on the first day, but there has been no news in the past two days. I think it is already very suspenseful."
Wallace had said something similar before, which was not a negative comment, but simply a sentiment. However, there would have been people who would have objected at that time; but after he finished speaking this time, no one refuted him.
Even if everyone could break through the silent force field created by Rhine, they did not do so. They remained silent for a long time as the air became heavy.
This silence with invisible pressure lasted until the moment Sanders opened his eyes.
"Is there any news about Angel?" Rhine immediately sensed the change in Sanders' aura and immediately turned around and asked.
Sanders shook his head: "He didn't subpoena me."
Disappointment flashed in Rhine's eyes.
"Submission? How do you communicate? How can you send a message in a dream?" Wallace looked at Sanders in confusion and asked the same question for three consecutive days.
Sanders also had the same reaction: he didn't even look at Wallace, ignored him at all, and acted as if he didn't hear him.
Wallace looked at the other people around him with expectant eyes, hoping that they could also help. However, what everyone was most concerned about now was Angel's safety. As for how their master and apprentice communicated, although they were also curious,
Since Sanders was unwilling to say anything, they still maintained respect and did not continue to ask.
"It's been three days. If he is really okay, he should send you a message. Since there has been no message, maybe something really happened." Nice sighed.
This time, even Sanders didn't directly refute, because what Nice said made sense. If Angel really found an opening, even if he didn't have a direct conversation with him in the Wilderness of Dreams, he should leave one with Froude.
Oral message. But so far, there has been no movement from Angel.
Having said that, Sanders still doesn't believe it if Angel is really dead.
Because the core power of the Dream Wilderness is controlled by Angel, if he really dies, even if the Dream Wilderness does not collapse, there will be a series of internal turmoil due to the disappearance of power, but now the Dream Wilderness is safe and sound.
, this actually means that Angel should still be alive.
But being alive doesn't mean Angel's situation is good.
It's possible that Angel fell into a coma, or it's possible that Angel was seriously injured, otherwise there would be no reason for him to not contact me.
Rhine also saw the hesitation flashing in Sanders's eyes. He thought for a while and said, "Since there is still no news about him, I'd better go in."
Everyone was silent for a moment, no one objected.
Because most of the people present were able to leave smoothly after Rhine entered the ruins.
"This should have been done a long time ago, and now it has been delayed for three days." Wallace found the opportunity and stabbed Sanders.
Even though Wallace looked down on Sanders in every possible way, he did not stop Rhine because he also knew Angel's value very well, and Rhine could also take advantage of the opportunity to inquire about the specific situation inside the ruins.
Sanders didn't say anything, and nodded to Rhine: "I can go in, too."
Rhine shook his head: "No, just stay outside. When I go in this time, it is likely to cause resistance from the monsters inside. Then there may be a wave of demons surging, and you will need to guard outside."
Rhine paused, then looked at the armored mother-in-law: "I'll leave it to you here."
The armored old woman nodded slightly: "I'm here. When you enter the ruins, you have to be more careful."
Rhine nodded, said nothing more, turned into a black shadow, and galloped towards the center of the star pool.
Everyone bid farewell to Rhine silently with gazes.
However, just when Rhine was about to escape into the passage in the center of the Star Pool, something unexpected happened.
A faint ray of light escaped from the passage under the pool.
"Something happened in the passage!" This news popped up in everyone's mind immediately, because they had experienced this situation before. When a creature in the passage was about to come out, light of energy would be generated due to the ripples in the space.
The live threads have just emerged now, so the light that shines this time is basically impossible to be live threads.
If it's not a living thread, then the most likely possibility is the monsters in the ruins!
Thinking of this, everyone did not care about anything else. Only the person who controlled the barrier of the observation booth was left, and the others all flew towards the center of the star pool...