That is to say, the doors existed in pairs. It was impossible to enter through a wooden door and exit through an iron one.
However, among these paired doors, one in particular caught Sanders’ attention.
He approached this door.
It was a very simple door, devoid of lavish patterns or intricate carvings. Yet, standing here, it made Sanders feel that something was off.
“Did you notice it too?” Frost’s voice came from behind.
Sanders turned and saw that Frost and Isabel had both walked over, their gazes fixed on the same door.
Sanders: “This is the only door here, among more than a thousand, that stands alone.”
All the doors came in corresponding pairs. But this door stood by itself.
“So where might this door lead?” Isabel asked curiously. Other doors all had a corresponding exit, but where could this solitary door lead?
“Open it, and we’ll know,” Frost suggested.
Isabel stepped forward and tried to push, but no matter what method she used, the door remained firmly closed.
It was a door locked tight.
Seeing this, a faint gleam crossed Frost’s eyes as though he had thought of something. Beneath his mask, his lips curved slightly, “As expected, it’s what it left behind…”
“What it left behind? Who are you referring to?” Isabel looked at Frost, puzzled.
Frost didn’t explain, but said softly, “Angel has woken from his reverie, it’s time to return. Perhaps he will give you the answer you seek, of course, provided he’s willing to speak.”
After Frost spoke, his figure slowly faded away.
Before Frost vanished completely, Isabel asked, “Will these Law Creation Phenomena always remain here?”
Though this place was the Void, it corresponded to a location near the Garden of Living Souls in the middle plane. Isabel was still somewhat worried that if the Law Creation Phenomenon persisted, it might affect the Garden of Living Souls.
“What should disappear will indeed vanish, but what exists is bound to remain,” Frost said, leaving behind an equivocal statement as his figure disappeared completely.
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The Middle Plane, beneath the dome.
Angel woke from his contemplation, his thoughts still somewhat muddled. Just a short while ago, all his attention had been on the transformations of the Gate Model.
He himself had not anticipated that when special energy filled the Gate Model, a second Law Creation Phenomenon would occur.
And this time, the Law Creation Phenomenon once again showed Angel that “path.”
An overwhelming, surging road constructed from a convergence of countless pieces of information!
This road was merely a metaphor; it did not actually exist, nor did it have any so-called “shape.” Yet in Angel’s eyes, it was truly a “path” built of limitless knowledge and endless information!
The first time he saw this path, it disappeared quickly.
This time, the road didn’t last very long either, but Angel felt somehow that the road hadn’t truly vanished and was merely obscured by a layer of Mist.
Parting that layer of Mist might reveal it once again.
As for how to dissipate the Mist, Angel didn’t know, but he felt it wouldn’t be too difficult for him.
The matter of the road didn’t linger much in Angel’s mind.
Because his attention was quickly captured by another thing, namely the Gate Model on the Witchcraft Slot.
Angel had always been curious about what would happen when special energy filled the Gate Model.
Now, the answer had presented itself.
Angel could vaguely sense the effect of the Gate Model. However, there were still many mysteries unsolved within, and only by actually experimenting would he know.
Nevertheless, when Angel was about to try out of curiosity, he found that the Gate Model still had some restrictions.
Angel stood in place, lost in thought for so long precisely because he was exploring the limitations of the Gate Model.