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Chapter 1675 Entering the Future Building? (Long Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets)
Heo gripped the Spear of Vesta in his hand, raised his head, and glanced at the colossal stone pillar standing between heaven and earth and the thick fog.

The seal showed no signs of being broken, but the person imprisoned inside had disappeared.

The 'guardian' who created the seal has also disappeared.

An invisible sense of urgency enveloped He Ao's body, inevitably causing a slight feeling of anxiety to rise in his heart.

He took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then quickly reviewed the information he had in his mind.

Estella, this name, seems to have a similar-sounding word in the language of the Old Roc city-state.

Judging from Kayla's situation, at that time, the languages ​​were similar in the northern part of the Federation, at least within the trade and sphere of influence of Heclairan.

The word Estella seems to mean 'star', just as she herself said.

If that's the case, what about Vestain?

He Ao was slightly taken aback.

If we're looking for a word with a similar pronunciation, it seems to be 'island'?
Countless thoughts gathered in his mind.

He turned his gaze to the boundless wilderness around him.

Where will Estella and Vestaun go after they leave?

Are they still in this anomaly?

If there are no hidden rules, the only way to leave the anomaly should be through the gate guarded by the giant serpent of Midgard.

According to Denon, after he arrived at the door, no one else went out through it.

However, the two angels had already disappeared before he reached the door.

He Ao rubbed his temples.

The archbishop should be unable to escape the anomaly, but just because he couldn't before doesn't mean he can't now.

Therefore, it is indeed possible that they left the Twilight Wasteland through the gate quite early on.

But if we calculate it that way, when they left, Heo should still be in Willens.

But Heo didn't sense any movement from the angels. Were they deliberately hiding themselves?
Or perhaps they didn't go to Willens at all?
He Ao raised his head and looked at the surrounding wasteland.

Is there really some hidden rule that allows us to leave from here from somewhere else?

He took a deep breath.

Let's try a different approach.

If Estella were in charge, she wouldn't have needed to leave now.

Therefore, this departure 'incident' was very likely orchestrated by the Archbishop 'Vestane'.

Based on the information we had previously gathered, the archbishop was likely unable to escape the abnormality for some reason.

Judging from his careful approach to things, and the fact that he directly triggered a level 0 anomaly when dealing with He Ao, he is a very cautious person.

Cautious individuals are more likely to try to keep their plans in control, making pure gambling a very low-probability endeavor.

In other words, he must have some method that would allow him to definitely leave the Twilight Wasteland.

Where is he going?
He suddenly remembered Denor's words.

'The Primordial Wilderness'.

This place sounds like some kind of place close to the source of the anomaly, and from what Denon has heard, no one has ever been inside before.

But the initial anomaly was still an anomaly.

If the archbishop's only limitation is that he cannot escape the anomaly, then his entry from the Twilight Wasteland into the Primal Wilderness should also be unrestricted.

But the Primordial Wilderness is probably not so easy to enter. How could he possibly get in?

This thing must be extremely sophisticated and 'secret'; even Denon doesn't know about it.

The time was still too short, and our understanding of the anomaly wasn't deep enough. If Estella were willing to say something...

In that instant, He Ao suddenly thought of something, and he turned his gaze to the end of the wasteland.

-

Xiluo City

The drizzling rain pattered against the empty courtyard.

Children played in the corridors, and bright lights shone in the classrooms where some children were preparing supplies for the new students.

Reed walked quietly down the brightly lit classroom corridor, gazing at the empty classrooms, then climbed the stairs, moving forward floor by floor.

As fewer children moved around, the entire building began to fall silent, with only the sound of rain outside the window growing louder and carrying a hint of the calm before a storm.

Reed looked up at the window; the storm outside seemed even noisier than usual.

He slowly made his way to the fourth floor.

The uniformed security guards, made of ashes, still stood at the end of the corridor, guarding the invisible entrance.

The corridor was quiet, and the floor was clean and tidy.

He walked to the entrance and gazed into the deep passageway that led to the orphanage on the other side.

The security guard was still standing there, just like always.

Reed walked slowly forward into the corridor and through the entrance. The pattering rain around him fell silent for a moment, and an invisible heat, accompanied by a faint dust cloud, spread through the air.

The orphanage on the inner side was much quieter than the one on the outer side; there was almost no sound.

Soon, Reed walked down the corridor to the stairwell and continued his 'patrol'.

After passing a door on the third floor, he suddenly stopped.

Then he slowly stepped back a few steps and stopped in front of a tightly closed door.

This is the director's office, the director's office of the orphanage on the inside.

Reed looked down at the closed office door and the gleaming doorknob.

He reached out, grasped the doorknob, and gently turned it. With a 'click,' the lock was released, and the tightly closed door was slowly pushed open.

Everything in the office was as usual, unusually quiet, with the sparkling crystal ball resting quietly on the empty desk.

Standing at the doorway and looking ahead, you can see the huge, towering shadow behind the window.

Reed stood at the doorway and carefully surveyed the scene inside the office; there was no one in the office.

After a brief moment of thought, he walked into the office, stood before the desk, and gazed at the crystal ball placed on it.

The orphanage inside the crystal ball still stands, with raindrops falling softly.

He reached out and touched the crystal ball.

The moment he touched the crystal ball, it trembled slightly, shattered, and turned into drifting mist.

"Ugh···"

Just then, a soft sigh came from behind him.

A crystal ball, held in a palm, slowly appeared behind him and was then quickly flipped over.

The sudden, intense sound of rain seemed to echo from beyond the sky in an instant.

-

Twilight Wasteland
Thick fog permeated the undulating 'mountain range', which resembled a coiled dragon.

He Ao passed through the small doorway that rose between the mountains and looked at the space-time rift that was faintly visible in front of him.

He sensed the surging divine consciousness within his body, and found that he now possessed five more strands of divine consciousness.

He came from the palace area, passing by the Fountain of Wisdom along the way, and took some energy from the fountain.

He has not yet reached the limit of this body, but the divine sense of his entire body has already reached more than sixty levels. Under the current circumstances, he cannot have more time to absorb and improve.

As he pondered, He Ao lowered his gaze, observing the cracks around him.

The 'murals' he had seen deep inside Estella's cabin gradually began to surface in his mind.

Of all those murals, only the last one looks a bit 'new,' and it seems to depict something that has little to do with the previous murals.

In that last mural, there are numerous spacetime rifts, and 'doors' formed between the disrupted spacetime rifts.

The spatial rifts on the mural looked very similar to the rifts he was seeing now.

He raised his hand, and with a twisting twitch of flesh beneath his skin, the power of super memory began to spread outward.

The chaotic spacetime around us did indeed seem to have experienced some kind of 'shock', but it was faint.

This area is inherently unstable in terms of spacetime, so these signs seem to be quite reasonable.

He stared at the spacetime rift before him, through which he could vaguely see fragments of shattered land.

This is the norm in this World Tree region. These spacetime rifts may have once been stable spacetime portals, allowing free passage through different 'spaces'.

But now, these spaces themselves seem to have been destroyed, and only through cracks can one see some broken remnants of the world.

That's why this place is called 'Twilight Wilderness'.

All that remains in this twilight is an end-of-the-world world.

He Ao followed the roots of the World Tree and ventured deeper inside.

Pairs of pale green flames appeared around him, floating in the air like pairs of eyes opening in the darkness.

These are unusual life forms living near the World Tree region.

Heo used the Spear of Vestas as a medium to influence the life forms within these anomalies, causing them to help him find the area with the densest concentration of nearby cracks.

Finally, the flames led He Ao to a corner, which was like a warehouse for storing flour, densely packed with a large number of spacetime rifts.

This place seems to be directly beneath the World Tree. He Ao could reach out and touch the towering, crystallized stump of the World Tree.

He turned his gaze to the dense cracks in front of him and gestured for the surrounding flames to disperse.

He raised his hand, his palm passing through the crack in the spacetime rift, then glanced at Siwei on his shoulder and softly said, "Close your eyes."

Siwei was slightly taken aback and covered her eyes.

The archbishop must have a way to disrupt the spacetime rift. Heo doesn't understand his method, but that doesn't matter, Heo has his own method too.

The twisted flesh writhed violently beneath his skin in an instant, purple light spread and covered his body, and terrifying and surging power descended from the void.

This is a secret technique He Ao learned from the Goddess of Life—the technique to open a spacetime passage.

The essence of this secret technique is to disrupt space and forcibly open a passage.

boom--

The surrounding spacetime trembled in an instant, and the howling spacetime rifts began to tear violently at that moment.

A thunderous sound echoed continuously between heaven and earth, and the spacetime rifts squeezed and twisted each other as if dancing.

The surrounding spacetime also became chaotic in that instant.

But the expected passage did not open at this moment; instead, a twisted and terrifying spacetime rift writhed violently around them like a raging worm.

The gaps between heaven and earth were also being torn apart by these violent cracks, expanding, tearing, and growing further.

He immediately grabbed Siwei and pulled away, dodging the encroachment of the surrounding cracks.

boom--

But accompanied by a rumbling sound from the depths of the world, more and more cracks appeared around him, then further tore apart the surrounding space.

Those cracks are spreading out in dense, numerous lines, tearing apart all the stable spacetime around them.

These seemingly stable spaces and times were torn apart and shattered as the cracks spread, as if some kind of fission reaction had been triggered.

guessed wrong?
We've fallen for their trap?
He Ao stared at the countless spacetime rifts surging towards him, constantly moving backward to increase the distance between them.

However, the expansion rate of these spacetime rifts is constantly increasing. If he continues to dodge like this, he will eventually be drawn into these rifts. Even if he manages to escape by activating his power, it is uncertain whether these spreading rifts can recover, or how long it will take to operate again next time.

The method used by the Goddess of Life to open the spacetime channel could not be used to open the channel. The spacetime in this wasteland is internally closed and cannot be easily broken through. These spacetime rifts only exist within the wasteland, not at the boundary between the wasteland and other spacetime.

He accelerated backward again, his brows furrowing slightly.

The murals on the walls of the wooden house reappeared in his mind.

Was I wrong? Or am I missing some crucial item?
There seems to be a 'key' on that mural?
What is the key? These spacetime rifts seem to lead nowhere.

Wait a minute, if the Archbishop is going to the Primordial Field, a place no one has ever been to before, how can he enter now?
Because of some changes?

What was the biggest change that occurred in the 26 cities in Northeast China during this period, in this area covered by anomalies?
It's the Future Building!
While he was thinking, He Ao had already reached into his pocket and quickly pulled out a somewhat blurry photo.

That was a photo he got at the orphanage.

The entire space that was trembling fell into a momentary silence.

Does it really work?

What kind of judgment mechanism is this? It's not enough to just carry it on your person; you have to take it out.

The key has to be taken out to be considered a key, right?
Do I have to stick it inside for it to be considered a key?

While pondering, He Ao raised his head and looked at the spacetime rift in front of him, which had only paused for a moment before continuing to spread forward. He remained silent for a moment.

He immediately stopped retreating, tucked Siwei into his arms, and then, holding the photo in his hand, leaped into the dense cracks in front of him.

The tremoring crack rushed towards him like a swarm of bees, but just before it touched his body, it parted to the sides, like a whale with its jaws wide open, instantly swallowing his body.

But in front of He Ao's vision, he only saw a fleeting, illusory red door with a simple number 1036 printed on it.

He Ao reached out and grasped the doorknob. The photograph in his hand emitted a faint glow, and the blurry figure in it slowly became clear.

He Ao turned the doorknob, pushed open the door, and walked through the gate.