After about another two hundred meters, a fork in the path appeared once more, similar to the initial situation—it was a three-way fork.
However, this time there was no noticeable stench of a sewage ditch, indicating there was probably still some distance from it.
The left road and the right road are relatively narrower, but they still can accommodate at least ten people walking side by side. As for the middle road, it’s as wide as the current road.
Worth mentioning is that there are sporadic mutated Carrion Squirrels coming and going on both side roads, but there are no mutated Carrion Squirrels on the middle road.
Now, it’s time for a decision again.
The two apprentices couldn’t help but secretly glance at Dox, and Dox returned a grimace.
Angel stood at the crossroads, once again taking out the short staff. Familiar reverberations appeared once more before everyone.
This time, no one discussed the distance of the reverberations; they were all quietly waiting for the result of Angel’s investigation.
Two minutes later, Angel opened his eyes.
"The left side continues inward, very deep, can’t probe the end. But the life shakes inside are strong, it’s basically certain to be all mutated Carrion Squirrels."
"The middle road is also very deep, unable to probe the end. Within my probing limits, I didn’t detect any life signs, but there are some transcendent traces. Perhaps it’s an exposed Magical Energy Array, or some leftover transcendent items."
Angel paused: "As for the right... two hundred meters ahead is the exit."
"Exit?" Everyone was shocked; the exit is here already?
Angel: "The so-called exit is a living area, similar to the building complex we saw earlier. On the right is a living area, quite large, with abundant life signs. Estimate that there are probably many Magical Creatures."
"Extraordinary items should also not be lacking," Dox supplemented.
Angel turned to Dox: "So, you’re planning to stay and explore the living area?"
Dox mumbled: "I was just saying casually; I don’t really intend to explore. Also, after all these years, God knows what’s still usable inside."
"Then which road do we take now?" It was Vay speaking: "Why don’t we just vote like we did earlier?"
His voice was very loud, especially emphasizing the phrase "like we did earlier." Clearly, it was some kind of suggestion.
Kaier understood Vay’s hint and immediately responded.
The Black Earl narrowed his nose and murmured, "Idiot."
Dox didn’t say anything either, spreading his hands in a casual manner.
Everyone looked to Angel, who remained silent for a moment: "Let’s put voting aside for now. Let’s first check out the living area on the right; I need to confirm the location."
Angel understood that Vay’s words were meant to help him persuade Dox. Yet, though his performance was adequate, his intentions were written all over his face, which was evident to everyone except Kaier; all Official Wizards present could easily see Vay’s ulterior motive.
Thus, the Black Earl’s speechless critique.
Angel didn’t want Dox to notice anything amiss, so he didn’t mention voting this time. Instead, he planned to first check the living area on the right to see if there were any landmark buildings.
If he could provide a position, he could roughly find the way out, not needing Dox to make a decision.
No one opposed; they also wanted to see the differences between this living area and what they had seen before.
Quickly, they walked right for two hundred meters, turned a corner, and saw the shining gate ahead.
After exiting this gate, everyone paused.
The scene before them wasn’t much different from what they had seen before, but this living area was extremely bright.
Because, at the top of a distant high tower, there was a massive fluorite like a little sun, illuminating the entire living area.
It was practically like daylight.
"That fluorite..." Dox’s eyes suddenly lit up; fluorite is cheap, but such a giant fluorite is rare, suggesting it might sell for a good price!
"Don’t fantasize about that fluorite; it’s connected to the Magical Energy Array, absorbing sunlight from the ground during the day through the Magical Energy Array to maintain its brightness for thousands of years."
Angel immediately shattered Dox’s daydream.
Actually, with a bit of thinking, this could be figured out, but unfortunately, Dox’s mouth always moves faster than his brain.
Apart from that giant fluorite, the entire living area was similar to the previous one, with a faint fishy breeze drifting through the air, indicating this place was far from peaceful on the surface. Concealed Magical Creatures were far from few.
Behind them were towering maze walls, and straight ahead was a garden square.
Angel took a few steps forward to the center of the square, staring at a fountain not far away.
Calling it a fountain, but it was no longer spraying water, and was filled with foul-smelling stains. Even the statue in the center of the fountain was stained so dark it was unrecognizable.
Angel reached out and flicked his finger, causing a splash of water to shoot toward the statue.
The stains on the statue were quickly cleansed.
The statue was of a graceful and noble Goddess, her left hand casually falling in a gripping pose, likely once holding a long object, probably a blade; but it was now gone, while the other hand held a scale.
The left side of the scale was a pile of shattered stone debris, unrecognizable in form. The right side was a child’s severed head.
The child was naked, draped in white gauze, with one white and one black wing on its back, holding a bow and arrow aimed firmly at the left side of the scale.
At first glance, it seemed as if the bow-holding child on the right shot the statue on the left side of the platter into pieces.
"Is there anything strange about this statue?" Everyone gathered around Angel, and Dox asked.
Angel didn’t speak; instead, he lowered his head to search for something in the fountain.
After a while, Angel used the Hand of Magic to retrieve a head from the filthy fountain bottom... a statue’s head.
With a wash of clean water, it revealed a cute child’s head.
Placing the head on the bow-holding child’s neck, it fit perfectly.
Seeing this roughly restored statue, Angel’s expression became somewhat somber.