"If you think it’s impossible, then randomly pick a reason to believe. Oh, by the way, this task is yours, Mr. Mighty Red Sword Wizard."
Angel didn’t bother to explain; the projected bloodline itself is a secret.
Though the current effect seems mediocre, it’s the most suitable for him, and only when using the projected bloodline is controlling the green pattern the most convenient.
Dox grumbled a few words before stepping forward to start pushing the obstructing object.
It must be said, this obstructing object is quite heavy, and also serves to dilute extraordinary power. Probably only a wizard like Dox, who aligns with the Bloodline side, can manage to push it with sheer brawn.
As Angel watched Dox push the obstructing object, he heard the voice of the Black Earl in his mind: "You truly did not activate your bloodline just now?"
Angel kept a calm expression: "Even you are curious about this, my lord?"
The Black Earl did not reply.
Angel continued: "Since my lord is curious, I’ll give you an answer: I did activate the bloodline, but unfortunately, it’s not strength-based; it enhances other aspects."
At some point, a subtle mist enveloped Angel, obscuring his expression and blocking the casting of the True Word Spell.
To discern truth or falsehood, the Black Earl could only rely on his own judgment.
"Is it true?"
"If my lord believes it is true, then it is true," Angel said blandly.
"It seems to be true." The Black Earl answered with certainty this time.
Angel sighed silently in his heart, trying to create some mystery and provoke a contrary mindset, but in front of the Black Earl, it seemed to have little effect.
The Black Earl, worthy of being one of the top wizards in the Southern Domain, didn’t need a spell technique; with pure verbal analysis, he could discern truth from falsehood.
This is the gap in insight and perspective.
Being guessed, Angel didn’t mind much; after all, no matter how formidable the Black Earl is, he couldn’t guess that it was a projected bloodline. Thus, Angel merely smiled and didn’t reply further to the Black Earl.
The Black Earl silently observed Angel’s gloved right arm through "nostrils," contemplating something unbeknownst to Angel.
Angel paid no mind to the Black Earl’s gaze. He now noticed his right arm, though already quite restrained. Other high-order extraordinary beings almost always looked at his right arm at first glance—such as Odeclass, the Lord of the Ice Valley, Baltica, the Resurrection Witch from the Land of Rest, and Fafnir, the Abyssal Wind Dragon. When they saw him, they all glanced at his right arm first.
Suddenly recalling these "friends" from the abyss, he wondered what their current states were. If they met again, would they still be able to coexist peacefully?
Angel shook his head, dismissed the thoughts, and focused his gaze on Dox.
Originally, he wished to see what bloodline Dox possessed.
Rumor has it that the "Red Sword" possesses speed comparable to spatial maneuverability and the force to sever mountains and rivers. Judging from the description, setting aside the exaggeration and the inherent enhancement from the Bloodline side, Dox likely transplanted the bloodline of a giant beast.
Possibly even a void behemoth, as speed is generally a weak point for giant beasts, except for void behemoths.
However, Angel underestimated Dox.
Dox didn’t activate his bloodline at all, just a few veins popped on his arm, and the thing blocking the exit was gradually moved aside.
As the obstacle was moved, the scene behind it was revealed.
A rather clean, narrow room.
After probing the passage a bit to ensure there was no danger, the group entered one after another.
This room was extremely clean, utterly pure and white, without the slightest stain, only the obstructing object present. And the object was an ordinary stone cabinet attached to the wall.
As for why an ordinary stone cabinet would be so difficult to push? Because it was connected to the room itself, which in turn was linked to the magical energy array of the entire underground labyrinth. They couldn’t even try to penetrate the room walls with spiritual power. With the array’s augmentation, it’s normal for the cabinet to be hard to push.
The room had no furniture, but there was a path.
But it wasn’t a downward passage, rather, it was an upward staircase along the wall.
"No downward staircase, does that imply this place might be a basement? Or perhaps, the exit is actually at the top?" Angel pondered and started climbing the stairs.
The others followed.
Only Dox remained there rummaging through the stone cabinet, but unfortunately, it held nothing inside, though there was some dust at the bottom, suggesting that the cabinet held something in the past, but with time, those things turned to dust.
Dox, with no gain, sighed and pushed the stone cabinet back to its original place.
He now believed the Merchant Organization would catch up eventually, though Angel instructed not to create traps. But since he pushed the stone cabinet open, why let latecomers enjoy it? So, the petty-minded Dox persisted on pushing the cabinet back again.
Then, Dox patted the dust from his palms, expelled the lingering pheromones around him, and walked up the stairs.
Upon reaching the upper level, a long corridor was first seen, with everyone standing by a window looking out.
Dox assumed he discovered some important clue, stepped forward to look, only to find there was no scenery, just a small alley outside. Though the wall opposite was a bit mottled, it wasn’t damaged.
"Did you discover anything?" Dox couldn’t discern anything, and thus asked.
Angel glanced at Dox and answered his question. Now, as long as Dox’s questions weren’t nonsense, Angel would respond, perhaps prompting some inspiration from Dox’s casual remarks.
"Two discoveries. First, do you see where I’m pointing? There’s a bit of green liquid at the base of the wall over there, although spiritual power can’t penetrate the window, but judging by the appearance of that liquid, it’s presumably some kind of magical creature’s bodily fluid. Moreover, it’s fresh."
This suggests there should be magical creatures nearby.
"Second, although the wall opposite is mottled, its essence isn’t damaged, and one can faintly see some energy conduits."
Dox: "What does this suggest?"
Angel: "It suggests that we’ve bypassed the surface layer of the underground labyrinth and entered the true depths."
Because the surface layer has few magical energy arrays, most areas collapsed over time, while the depths are shielded by a giant magical energy array, with buildings made from extraordinary materials here, otherwise they couldn’t stand the test of time for thousands of years.
"The true depths... What awaits us here?" Kaier, at the side, showed some tiny excitement in his eyes.
"Who knows? Perhaps once we go out, we’ll encounter a large group of magical creatures." Spoke Dox beside, trying to quench Kaier’s adventurous spirit with some absurd remarks.
Whether Kaier listened or not, one could not say.
Angel and the Black Earl heard it, though, and Angel’s previously relaxed body now was tense.
All words from others could be ignored, but Dox’s—even in jest—needed consideration.
If there really were a large group of magical creatures, it would be prudent to be cautious. Though the depths of the underground labyrinth were cleared out long ago, over the years, magical creatures could grow.
Who knows, perhaps stepping out the door would lead to meeting a magical creature of Official Wizard Level.