Is it over?

By the way, I have been making calculations just now, and I didn't notice that the time feels wrong. It seems to be longer than last time.

According to memories, this is a tower-shaped structure with severely uneven height distribution, and the top should be a dim hall symbolizing the origin of the World Source God.

It is not too far from the wellhead, and it didn't take the three of us too long to reach this height last time.

Further down, there is a strange hall covered with question marks, which may contain the symbols of the Anonymous Gods. The height difference is only less than ten meters lower.

Further down, the third layer, the "Original God Layer" is deep enough.

However, the "Qiyuan Divine Level" is still far away from the underground river cave at the bottom with the "Dome Door" style painted on it.

How can we get to the end now?

He didn't think so many people could have missed anything before.

In extreme surprise, Fan Ning lined up and stepped down, his toes touched the stone bricks, and the "eyeball-style" door with a touch of bright red paint came into view.

This trace and style are unmistakable.

His spiritual sense even captured the ashes and base of the candle in the complicated hollow candlestick embedded next to the armrest.

At that time, the three of us from nearly a year ago had left behind.

But what about the two doors above? What about the underground river cave further down?

Why is there nothing?

Is there only one main part of the underground building, the "Qiyuan Shen layer"?

"It is indeed the style of the Tulungarian dynasty."

He Meng, at the back, gazed at the door's bronze texture and eyeball-shaped opening.

"The deep well that is suspected of being an alchemist association, the candlesticks in the complicated style of the third history, and the ancient corridor are abruptly connected, which is in line with similar hybrid phenomena recorded in historical archives." Gang nodded.

Surrounded by seven investigators, Fan Ning followed the crowd in, followed by two Insighters, and fell into the strange and ancient dim corridor one by one.

Everyone was watching carefully, and Fan Ning was also looking around without saying a word.

He found that there were indeed some changes here, just like the walls of the well.

The soles of my feet were slimy, the wall tiles were cracked, and a vaguely unsettling dangerous smell was seeping out of the cracks.

Was it the result of the "paint ball" passing by last time? Or was there some new unknown change later?

I was able to notice it because I had made comparisons, but the people in the Special Patrol Office probably didn't know.

While Fan Ning was on guard, he was also paying attention to the actions and reactions of these people.

As Fan Ning was thinking, everyone walked into the "gallery" from the corridor. Some of the abstract paintings composed of human body transmutation pigments on the wall had fallen off, and some were still arrogant.

Several investigators were carefully taking samples, and the two inspectors squinted their eyes carefully to observe.

His reaction with horror and uncertainty was similar to that of Fan Ning and his party.

But what happened next puzzled Fan Ning.

The two investigators took out a spray can-shaped silver metal device and sprayed it on the abstract painting.

"Chi—" "Chi—"

The contagious pure white mist spread, and everywhere it went was as quiet as ice. Except for the two chief inspectors, everyone shuddered.

"The radiant essence of the 'barren' phase?" Fan Ning noticed the heterogeneous colors permeating the gallery.

In addition to this rare and extraordinary material, there are many unidentified components.

The colorful paint on the abstract painting begins to fade to a pale white.

The investigators then aimed at each other's heads and pressed the spray can button.

Their hair and clothing also begin to fade.

Immediately afterwards, the two men, including the two chief inspectors, treated the hair and clothes of the team members one by one until they were pale white.

This kind of behavior of taking weird things and inexplicably putting them on himself made Fan Ning secretly begin to wonder if these people were contaminated by something.

Just when he was puzzled, with a "chi" sound, the watering can turned around and pointed directly at his face.

"What are you doing! Are you crazy!?" He took a step back angrily.

In fact, the reaction was already very fast, and the distance was instantly opened.

But the dispersion range of this white mist was too far, and I was still sprayed all over.

"Pay tribute to a certain existence." The gentleman opposite said emotionlessly and continued to move forward without even looking at him.
Chapter completed!