Diego was silent for a long time. For he had found that God the Father had the same thoughts as his, and he was now eager to ask where Paladin and the Emperor had gone.

He remembered entering the whirlpool, and after a brief obstruction of his vision, he appeared in a small, dark corridor with no entrances and exits, and no idea where it leads.

He groped his way to the edge of the hallway, and by touch he realized that the corridor was flanked by cubicle-like cells. The liquid from the sticky lake was on the palm of his hand, and the walls of the cells seemed to be covered in some kind of slime-secreting creature, and the brief contact made him feel the creature that was still squirming on the wall, and Diego was a little glad he couldn't see anything, otherwise he might have vomited in disgust.

But Song Lan didn't like the feeling now. His gaze is the same as that of Diego, and he is also plunged into deep darkness with Diego.

"Father, what should I do now? Please guide me. A bewildered Diego prayed reverently.

He knew that this was the prison that Omero had mentioned, that no one had been in or out of it for thousands of years, except for King Zelo, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should stay here and wait for the others, or if he should explore it on his own.

Soon, he was guided by his Father.

"Press 'F' to turn on the flashlight." Song Lan sincerely suggested to him, in fact, his current feeling is no different from a VR role-playing game, in the lost kingdom of Atlantis, he plays the adventurer Diego who breaks into the prison of the royal city and tries to investigate the truth of the lost kingdom.

He felt that he should familiarize himself with the basic character how-to guidelines before he could start the operation.

Diego fell silent again, and he began to rack his brains to think

Where exactly is the "F" button? The painstaking meditation paid off immediately, and when he focused, he felt a magical power.

The emperor said that this is spiritual power, and it is also the mystery of spiritual powers. During these three days, he continued to try to interpret their faith through a scientific lens, believing that prayer and obscure mantras were a way to connect his spiritual powers to the Father.

It's like a novice who doesn't know anything about applying for remote control from a master. But this was the first time Diego had really felt the presence of this power, and he carefully groped for this wonderful feeling, and then slowly gathered his mental power together.

In an instant, a blue circle of light appeared in the darkness. The aperture lit up like a burning flame, allowing him to see the disgusting objects clinging to the walls.

Rather than being creatures, they looked more like unconscious pieces of flesh, covered in them under their feet and on the walls, which made Diego feel like he was inside some kind of monster at the moment.

He became more and more adept at manipulating the aperture, and with the help of his mental power, he let the aperture penetrate one of the cells and illuminate the scene inside.

When he saw the scene in the cell, his body trembled involuntarily. As Omero said, the cells were indeed home to the Atlantean royal family, but that was a thing of the past, and in the center of the compartment was a skeleton of a lake of flesh and blood, which was still lying on its back in a chair, showing that it had endured great pain.

Diego wasn't sure if it was dead, as a slow-beating heart could be seen through the skull's sternum.

The heart seemed to be the source of the pieces, its scattered sprouts reaching to the floor, converging with the wriggling pieces.

“…… Father, are they still alive? This soul-piercing question made Song Lan fall silent.

This extremely impactful picture made him feel sick to his stomach with seafood, and then he had a psychological shadow on meat products, not to mention that with his limited medical knowledge, it was difficult to judge whether the people in the cell were dead or alive.

So he skipped the question without hesitation and gave new instructions to Diego,

"Look what's going on inside, try to open the prison door." He had to admit that Diego was a smart kid, not only did he get into the groove quickly, but he also seemed to know a thing or two about decryption - he moved the circle of light that he had leaned into the cell to the door, and after careful manipulation, the door of the cell was really opened by him.

Lockpicking is a natural skill for the orphans of Silvermoon Harbor, and Diego has always been the best among the orphans. The locks of these cells were not difficult to pick, at least much easier to deal with than the new electronic locks introduced in the port, but as is the usual routine of countless horror puzzle games, when the door of the cell was opened, the half-reclining skeleton reacted, and a scarlet flame burned in its black hole sockets.

“…… Kill me, kill me! The flesh in the room shook violently, the skeleton could not speak, and the voice of pain and despair reached Diego's ears from all directions.

Now they can be tentatively sure that the skeletons are still alive. Song Lan guessed that this might be a curse created by the Lord of the Tides, causing these people who had rebelled against her to suffer for generations.

After all, when it comes to cruelty and perversion, the Consciousness Aggregate and her creations never disappoint.

The tentacles that grew out of the flesh grabbed Diego and carried him to the skeleton. It was an extremely critical scene, but Diego's eyes were attracted by the fire in the skeleton's eyes, perhaps because of his mental power, his consciousness and the skeleton briefly connected, and in less than two seconds, unspeakable pain and despair swept over him, and at the same time made him realize that the skeleton in front of him spent every second like this, and it was probably for thousands of years.

He reacted almost subconsciously. The manipulated aperture overlapped with the skull's beating heart, and then it changed into the shape of an arrow, piercing the beating heart.

The lumps of flesh and tentacles in the room began to fade rapidly after losing their energy supply. Then, the flames burning in the skeleton's eye sockets also died.

"Thank you, thank you......" Diego heard the thanksgiving, which had been worn out with him, and the skeleton fell from its chair to the ground as the flesh in the cell receded.

However, pieces of meat still occupy the entire hallway. And this time, instead of praying to the Father for guidance, he already knew his mission.

"Congratulations, you're already familiar with the basic use of mental power." Song Lan spoke highly of Diego's understanding,

"It's time to challenge the Lord of the Tides."