"We have to go back!" Steven stood up and turned in the direction of the Sweeper. "Are you coming?" He stopped to look at Perry, who was still picking up vermiculite soil behind him.

"Now? After discovering that all this is not a lie? Perry didn't move.

"It's dangerous here, if everything in that diary is true, those evil spirits are probably nearby!" Steven looked around, fear growing in his heart.

"Haha, evil spirit, is that guy recording it like this?" Perry laughed over the communicator. "If that's the case, what's the use of you going back to base? Do you think that these evil spirits still have the concept of territory? Perry stood up, and Steven could see through the transparent visor of his helmet with a mocking expression and the halo of arrows pointing straight down.

"No, no, I'm going back! Whatever you want, if you don't go, stay here by yourself! Steven suddenly had the idea of turning around and running away.

"How do you explain to the base command center when you go back? There were two people left, and everyone saw it, but there was only one person who went back, the poor pilot of the supply ship, Perry. Where is Gomez? Oh my God, you can't lose him, do you? This is a matter of human life! Perry's feigned rich voice echoed in Steven's ears.

The young man who had always been polite to him, at this moment, seemed to be a cunning hunter who had set a trap, Steven felt that he had fallen for him, although he had the idea of leaving him alone and returning alone, but he did not dare to risk death and could not tell if he really turned back.

"Well, anyway, now that the entrance is sealed, they must have poured as much organic soil as they can to fill the entire cavern, how can we dig a passage with just two hands?" He thought about it for a moment and decided to use this to justify Perry's knowledge.

Judging from the behavior of the people at that time to seal the entrance to the cave, those terrible descriptions are probably completely true, and they cannot be entered! Say you can't go in if you say anything! Steven cried out in fear in his heart.

"These soils? They weren't even seals. Perry laughed over the communicator.

"Mr. Steven, what you're going to see next is the rare spectacle of your life......" Perry said, smiling at Steven in his helmet, the dazzling star reflecting the arc light of the transparent visor.

Immediately after that, in his helmet, it was originally just a faint touch of gold, but suddenly it exploded like a rainbow. The brilliance is rising, like a strange petal blooming, so that Steven can't look at it directly,

"If you can see this and look away, you have the honor of being on that cursed list, Mr. Steven, and you still have the misery of not knowing anything." Perry sighed.

"The light you can see is dark to me, but unlike you, I know what they do." He held the helmet with both hands and slowly began to spin.

"Are you crazy? Take off your helmet and you'll die! Steven rushed at him in shock, he didn't understand what Perry had just said, the list of curses? Like this madman in front of you?

Before Steven could stop him, Perry had already taken off his helmet, his head was now completely immersed in the dazzling golden light, and Steven stared at him blankly, realizing that he was smiling at himself with a relaxed expression.

"Take it easy, Mr. Steven, I'm not going to die, in fact I'm looking forward to that, you know, death for people like us...... It is a very unrealistic luxury. "Perry. Gomez had a miserable smile on his lips, and although he took off his helmet, Steven could hear what he said in his ears without pulling a word.

"You...... How did you? Steven pointed at him, his heart was full of fear, and he stepped back step by step, trying to turn around and flee back to the motter, but for some reason his legs were weak, and he seemed to be unable to take a step.

"Keep watching......" Perry put his fingers to his lips in a booing gesture as he began to shed his airtight suit, and for a moment, the golden light shrouded him in that brilliance.

"This thing, everything is for this thing." He reached into his arms, took out an object and held it in his hand, and a brilliant golden light gushed out from his hand and flowed all over his body. It seemed that the golden light that protected him from suffocating in a vacuum or from his blood vessels bursting to death emanated from this strange object in his hand.

"Key......" Steven muttered to himself suddenly. The blinding halo made it impossible for him to discern the shape of the object, but in the midst of the ghost's mission, he was obsessed with telling the truth about the object.

Key! The key in the diary that Tommy, who went crazy first, said! And now, in the hands of the survivors of this Battle of Valkyria!

"Looks like you still know something......" Perry raised an eyebrow at him, the interior of his skin glowing a terrifying dark red, as if hot lava was surging underneath it.

"It's a treasure, isn't it?" Perry slowly flipped the brilliance in his hand, making it even brighter.

"Designed hundreds of millions of years ago, but for purposes hundreds of millions of years later......," he muttered.

"What the hell is that? Who are you? Steven yelled at him in his helmet.

"What is it? Who am I? Perry laughed, almost in a vacuum, unable to transmit sound waves from his sealed helmet, but he seemed to be able to fully hear Steven's roar.

"Well." He held the object up. "The golden apple of Eden, the fangs of Satan of Hell, the spark of Olympus...... It is the source of hope and the beginning of the end, but it is obviously the most appropriate thing to call it the 'key'. ”

"What are you going to do with it?" Steven yelled.

"Since it's called a key, of course, it's to open a door." He laughed. "But now, it can find that door for us first." Perry held up the golden light and gestured slowly downwards to the mouth of the cave filled with vermiculite.

At first, the brilliance was just a vigorous streamer of light from his palm, which gathered more and more densely, like a miniature star that was exploding.