As Esther approached the gate, Lev was still standing between Ballytley and Smith, and had no intention of stepping forward to guide her way, so she stopped at the black gate and looked back at the men.

Not surprisingly, Esther saw Bally's gloomy and uneasy eyes, Smith still didn't look up, and when Lev and Esther looked at each other, he nodded casually - this action was more like a perfunctory, without any practical guiding meaning in it.

In this case, Esther no longer hesitated, and she resolutely raised her hand and pushed forward, but the door was extremely heavy, and she tried to move forward for the first time, but she was completely unable to make it move.

Esther didn't look back, but pushed forward a second time - and with a bit of extraordinary ability, she tricked the "push" she had put on the door, causing it to react several times over.

In the dull sound of rubbing, the door slowly retreated, and Esther noticed a faint light under her palm, and she could only quickly remove her hand for fear of causing some abnormality.

The heavy black slate only opened a small crack in the door, leaving a gap that could be passed sideways by a single person, and Esther, fearing that it would close again, did not hesitate to dodge and drill through,

Before Esther could make any more movements, the gap slowly closed, as if there was an invisible repulsion between her and the outside world.

Lev sighed heavily, and sat down in the stone chair on the other side of Bartley, on which he collapsed, staring blankly at the closed black door.

Seeing that the "guest" had really pushed open the door and walked inside, Bally's expression was less gloomy, and she glanced at Lev thoughtfully.

This beautiful lady rubbed her nails stained with blue liquid, which were carefully painted with a petal-like blood-red pattern:

"What, don't you want to do it anymore?"

"I didn't want to do it when I was promoted more than a hundred years ago, I just wanted to get everyone out of this furnace," Lev replied weakly, "I don't know how you managed to hold on! For more than 2,000 years, I have lived in fear that this place could explode at any time...... Now there are mythical characters who have not been heard from for a long time!"

Smith's face was still very pale, but he sat with his back straight: "If it weren't for His Highness the Son of God answering Cach's prayer, the last time the 'heart' exploded, Spark City would have disappeared."

After a brief silence, Lev began again: "Of course I know that we should be grateful to His Highness the Son of God, I am only getting more and more unable to understand Kach, and her current situation makes me feel strange, especially since she is getting in and out of that door more and more without any scruples, and I even suspect that she has been contaminated......

"No, I've checked it many times, and there's no problem with Kaucher." Ballyley said decisively.

Lev slammed his fist on the table: "I don't trust the current situation, and I can't trust Kach now!" You know, how many years have the Lord and the Angel of War not responded, but 'His Highness the Son of God'? O All-Knowing and Almighty! After so many years, how many residents and how many 'sirs' have we died, and there was no response, and as a result, Cach was able to be so lucky—"

Ballyley interrupted Lev's complaint impatiently, and when she raised her eyebrows, her demeanor became rather proud: "Mission, dear Lev, that's because of my mission, our mission! I understand Cacher's courage to go against all odds, and if it were me, I might have been willing to make such an attempt. And you, we all know that there has always been a lack of persistence and a sense of honor in this mission."

"Strictly speaking, I'm human, not Blood," Lev muttered through gritted teeth, "the sense of honor of the hammerhead, I've long been tired of this city......

"No, we're not anymore." Smith suddenly raised his head and interjected, he had once again succeeded in creating a cold scene, and there was no sound at the round table for a long time.

In the end, Lev sat up straight again and gestured to a cross: "I hope that the prophesied Son of God or the guest can help her solve the abnormalities in her 'heart', as Cach said."

"We've been there for a long time

Be prepared for death." As Smith said this, the trance in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and he stared firmly at Lev's face, as if to see if the other party still had the corresponding determination.

"Yes, yes, that's the oath that every 'chief' has to make, I remember that." Lev said, his voice lowering.

Ballyley snorted softly, and did not continue to argue with him, this man always spoke like this, and always caused annoyance to those around him.

Smith's gaze turned to the black door and muttered, "Cacher, she's always smart. She's going to be fine......

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"There's another person they mentioned just now, who seems to be named Kach, who should also be the 'chief' here?"

Ever since the light in the crack of the door had been cut off, Esther had been left alone in the dark vaulted corridor, and she was not alone, and she had to add the raven on her shoulder, who was keen to sell guan.

This should be a dangerous situation on this continent, because there will be "hidden" forces in the darkness that can easily engulf those who walk in it. But behind this door, even the power of "secret" cannot penetrate, and the extreme darkness here is safe.

A cloud of light fell from Esther's hair, like an ethereal illusory lantern, flying around her, and the light somewhat dispelled the darkness around her, at least allowing Esther to see the path under her feet with her naked eyes.

The situation here is a little weird, she doesn't dare to let go of the perception of using her own peeping fate, so it's acceptable to move forward in the dark, if she sees something bad, it will be even worse for her.

Raven briefly replied to Esther's question, "Yes."

"That Cacher should be in there...... But why don't I see any light?"

A little similar to the outside world, there are diamond symbols embedded in the plane here and there, but the lines carved on them are more messy and there are interruptions everywhere.

Even with the light, Esther still felt that the darkness nearby was heavy and sticky, almost hanging over her like a swamp, and what made Esther even more uncomfortable was that there was a rich and sweet "smell" that filled the place.

It wasn't a scent particle that entered her brain through her nose, but a foreign object that alerted her, and although Esther had smelled similar in the past, the source of that "smell" was often ......

"Amon, what the hell is this place?"

"It's a 'heart' born from somewhere essentia."

Esther's steps seemed to be nailed to the ground: "So you said before that there are seven surviving cities......

The raven's voice was playful: "Don't you know? I thought you knew that further east there was a Grey Mist Seal that separated another continent. But, sadly, since the end of that glorious era, it has become more and more fragile."

Esther didn't speak, she stared at the light in front of her, and a struggle appeared on her face.

"Zoya, you