Just after the sound of Angel’s cry, the lines behind his back scattered a bright green light, the light suddenly shrank and everything returned to the way it was before.
When his voice fell, like the Holographic Tablet, something strangely changed.
The next second, when Sanders dagger was about to fall into his chest, a huge mouth full of fangs suddenly grew on the wall behind him, and swallowed Angel up with one gulp, helping him escape the dagger. With inertia, the dagger inserted itself into the ground, Sanders stood back, dazed at what had happened.
The metope returned to normal after swallowing Angel. Sanders also did not take care of the dagger on the ground, surprised at what had happened, he went to touch the wall, it was flat without any b.u.mps. That sudden fanged mouth, it was like a dream…
“d.a.m.n it, I let it escape!” Sanders hammered the ground hard.
… …
Angel was swallowed up by the huge mouth, and thought he was going to die. If he had known he would rot in the stomach of some kind of demon, it would have been better to die in the hands of the younger version of Sanders!
Just as Angel thought he was going to fall into a stomach full of corrosive fluid, he was suddenly spat out by the huge mouth.
Angel, which was spat out by the mouth, landed at the bottom of a wall.
Although Angel wondered why the giant mouth did not eat him, he was still able to escape from young Sanders clutches, and his hanging heart was finally left behind.
But the pain in his body had not been relieved, he still could not muster the strength to stand up.
Angel propped himself up and looked up at his surroundings. He was still in the Labyrinth tunnel, and to Angel’s surprise, it seemed a bit familiar to him.
Not far away from the wet ground, there is a horizontal and vertical Chinese character: 安. (Safe)
This was the mark he had written with his finger, so he had walked through this path before? Angel looked at the symbol and found something that touched his heart.
Although back at the previous intersection, but at least he can be sure of one thing, there is no demon here.
Now that Angel can’t even move. If he goes to a strange area, he will certainly be killed by a demon, it’s not worth the risk of losing his life, at least for now. This is good thing for Angel.
One night pa.s.sed, Angel’s injury was much better than the day before.
The pain throughout his body, especially the pain on his back, almost completely disappeared. Angel himself was surprised because even though he did not take any medicine, the injury his body suffered was mostly better. Not completely, but about 90% healed.
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But what is particularly surprising to Angel is that as he was injured by Sanders yesterday, he did not leave behind a drop of blood. Was it all just internal injuries? Angel stood up and jumped a little. In addition to his occasional joints creaking, there were no signs of injury.
It was a miracle! Is it because of the near-death experience brought about by that wall causing him to greatly increased the resilience of his body? Angel foreshadows.
He looked at the time. It’s 8:00 in the morning. After another night, Angel decided to hit the road again.
At present however, there is only one road in front of Angel, it is the same road from yesterday, he had to go through the hall where the blue giant man sits in order to move onto the next stage. The rest of the paths, Angel has already tried them one by one, they are all dead ends. So if Angel wants to move forward, this is the only way.
After Angel hit the road, he was still thinking about the younger version of Sanders. Did he really get transported with his Mentor to the Nightmare Plane? If so, why is there a younger and weaker version of Sanders here?
If that was not him, then who would that be? If that is not Sanders, Angel himself does not believe it, there was just too much evidence pointing to the other man’s ident.i.ty. But if it was Sanders, why would he do this to him? Angel doesn’t know. He didn’t get along with his cheap Mentor for the longest time, and he didn’t know what he truly wanted from him.
However, Angel prefers the young Sanders, to some kind of projection in the Nightmare Plane. “Project Reality”, perhaps is not just projection of structures, perhaps even the projection of people. Maybe somewhere, there’s a projection of Angel! Angel thought.
If the younger version of Sanders is not the real Sanders, then he must now quickly find the center of the Labyrinth, after all, how he can return to reality, this needs to also be taught by Sanders.
“I just hope that it was not really him. Otherwise, he might be trapped in this Nightmare Plane cage forever.”
With this expectation, Angel flew to the hall he visited yesterday.
It was quiet along the way, even if Angel heard a rustle from time to time, there was no real appearance of a demon. About two corners away from the blue giant’s hall, Angel slowed down.
He doesn’t know if the younger version of Sanders is still around, and whatever happened to the blue giant is still unknown. Either way, Angel can’t handle them and can only secretly hope not to meet either of them. However, compared with blue giant man, Angel does not want to meet young Sanders more, because the blue giant man is not capable of chasing him down, and Angel’s biggest reliance at present is his flexible flying ability; Sanders can fly just as fast as he can, even if he is not as flexible, making the threat from him greater than that of the blue giant.
Angel knew that the line of sight of all creatures is rarely up, so he flew straight from the top and moved slowly toward the end of the hall against the top wall.
Over the first corner, there was nothing unusual, only a trace left behind from yesterday’s battle.
Across the second corner of the hall, Angel moves more slowly, almost holding his breath, and then quietly protrudes half his head to look around the corner.
At first glance, Angel sensed something different about the place.
The layout of the hall became a lot more messy, and the blue giant had disappeared with a lot of blood left on the beautiful carpet.
Angel looked carefully, and glanced at the hall almost immediately noticing the absence of the blue giant and the younger version of Sanders.
“What happened to them? Did they leave to battle somewhere?” Angel speculated and thought that this looked wrong, the blue giant is too big, and the wooden door on the side of the hall was too small, so much so that the blue giant could never fit through it. Along the way, Angel saw no sign of the blue giant man in his direction, so the blue giant completely disappeared into thin air?
Angel looked again at the wooden door at the other side of the hall, which was closed yesterday, but now completely opened, and it was made clear that someone has gone through it.
For those who walked through, Angel speculated that it might be the younger version of Sanders.
So with this reasoning, Sanders beat the blue giant and made it through the door? Angel doesn’t know if that is true or not not, but he knows that he is the lucky one.
No more blue giant, no more young Sanders, both enemies are gone, and his safety has been greatly improved! Angel breathed a sigh of relief and flew into the hall with a whistle.