Nightingale squatted down and touched the ground with her fingers. When she raised her hand, both of them saw that her fingers were clean and not even dusted.

This itself shows unusualness.

If the battle of divine will continues to reincarnate, the Radiation Clan is definitely not the first winner to try to explore the bottomless realm. Whether it is a fall or a deliberate jump, it should leave traces, not to mention the naturally rolling stones and soil.

Over the long years, this place is still as new as before. I can only think that someone is constantly cleaning the bottom of the sinkhole.

"Hey, Wendy, can you hear me?" Nightingale took out the listening talisman seal and said, but no one responded there, "No...it seems to be beyond the communication distance."

"Even if the distance is not exceeded, it will not be possible." Seroshaxi said concisely, "If the gods do not intend to leave with secrets, blocking the messenger should not be difficult for it."

"Okay..." she shrugged, "What should we do next?"

Anna stared at the light belt on the ground for a long time before speaking, "Do you think these "lights" are guiding us?"

Their flicker was extremely regular, swinging outward from the soles of their feet like ripples, and disappeared into the darkness, except for the three of them standing, there was no movement in other places, as if they were still sleeping.

The silence tried to take a few steps in the opposite direction, and the light also moved, but the direction of the swing was consistent.

"It seems to be."

"Is the god's invitation... interesting," Nightingale held the rifle in her hand, "Then let's go and see it."

The three of them walked slowly along the light belt and slowly under the quiet cave. After about ten minutes, a bright entrance appeared in front of them.

Compared to the previous one, the journey that followed was undoubtedly relieved. After all, no one likes to walk in a strange place surrounded by darkness and unknown where the end is. Although they are still underground at this moment, at least they can see the roads around them clearly.

"Is this really the world of consciousness..." Nightingale couldn't help asking.

"Why do you say that?" Anna turned around.

"Because it has something to do with consciousness," she scratched her head, "whether it is called the consciousness world or the source of magic, it sounds like something illusory. But this place..."

"It's like it was made." Silence disaster suddenly spoke.

In this long passage, whether it is the wall or the ground, it has nothing to do with the word "illusion". They are hard and flat, with clear edges and corners, and look pleasing to the eye. At the same time, these translucent metal blocks can automatically emit light, and they will respond whether they step on their feet or press with their hands. The quicker they press, the brighter they light up, and sometimes some incomprehensible symbols will pop up, without the majesty and indifference that keeps people from thousands of miles away in the Divine Realm.

"Maybe the consciousness world was created," Anna's answer made the two of them slightly stunned, "being a person like you and me... or civilization."

Nightingale swallowed, "Isn't the other party... not a god?"

"The two do not conflict," Anna shook her head, "I heard Roland say that Lan calls him a god because it is the easiest way we can understand. Just like for ants, we are no different from gods."

She couldn't help but shivered, "This is really a disgusting statement."

"Indeed." Silent agreed unexpectedly, "but I can understand."

Just as the Nightingale was about to say something, she suddenly found that the front of the passage had reached its end.

"Is this...a mistaken?"

But soon, she heard a slight hissing sound, a beam of light quickly swept across the three of them, and then their appearance appeared on the wall at the end.

Even Anna was shocked by this change.

But before the three of them could react more, the wall quietly turned into countless hexagons and disappeared, and a huge circular space appeared in front of them.

Its edge is an encircling track, separated by a transparent "glass wall". Through the glass, they clearly saw a striking sphere rotating below. The sphere seemed to be not a real thing, but a fluid composed of electricity and light! Countless lightnings shuttled up and down the pipe wall, each of which was comparable to the thunder that pierced the sky. Although there was only a layer of glass, the entire space was extremely quiet, as if the drastic changes inside had nothing to do with the outside world.

The three of them couldn't help but hold their breath. No matter who saw this scene, they would feel sincerely shocked. No one could imagine that such a magnificent creation was hidden under an overseas island.

What surprised them even more was that a suspended tube floated out of the wall, slowly flew to Anna, and then opened the cover.

No matter how slow they were, the three of them understood what the other party meant.

The Silence Disaster looked at Anna together with the Nightingale, waiting for her to make a choice. The latter stared at Roland for a long time before slowly letting go of his hands. Under the guidance of the black fire, Roland, whose eyes were closed, was steadily placed in the can, and then the cover was closed, and the tubular object floated back to the wall, and was embedded in it tightly, as if it had disappeared on the wall.

"Are we... this successful?" Nightingale murmured.

"I don't know." Anna replied in a low voice, "but at least we have achieved our established goals, and all we can do next is wait."

...

The dark starry sky gradually faded away, and the white light filled all the vision.

In this infinite whiteness, a stretched staircase "appeared" at Roland's feet. This time there were no snowflakes or familiar ceilings. His eyes looked at the other end of the road and saw that the staircase connected to a flat open space, and nothing else was there.

I see……

He now understood why Lan said that when the erosion channel appeared, he would naturally feel it.

The difference between the two worlds is so great that only the blind man cannot see it.

According to Lan, there are probably the realm of gods here. But he didn't know whether it was Ypsilon's astrology that provided the last expansion of the dream world, or whether the Expeditionary Force successfully completed the goal in reality that allowed him to arrive here.

But it doesn't make much sense to think about this now.

Roland took a step towards the ladder.

The journey was not long. Not long after walking, he climbed to the open space. In the center of the open space was a unique throne, and a figure wearing a mask was sitting upright on it. The whole scene was particularly monotonous and simple, and it was far from the "Divine Realm" he imagined.

Roland had thought that the gods would create an extremely glorious and solemn hall to give him a warning, but he didn't expect that the other party was so simple, and he didn't know what tone to say hello in for a moment.

"You are... a god?"

In the end, he chose the most stable opening method.

If the other party is just a messenger or a guide, wouldn’t it be a joke?
Chapter completed!