Main Text Volume Chapter 98 Return to the Hall

Just after Angel shouted, the lines behind him that were emitting green light suddenly shrank, and everything returned to the origin.

When the voice fell, just like his holographic tablet, some things changed strangely as he finished speaking.

The next second, when Sanders' dagger was about to fall on his chest, a huge mouth full of fangs suddenly grew on the wall behind him, swallowing Angel in one bite, leaving only Sanders who was holding the dagger and inserting it into the ground by inertia with a confused face.

After swallowing Angel, the wall returned to normal. Sanders did not care about the dagger on the ground, and touched the wall in surprise. It was flat without any bumps. The sudden fang-like huge mouth was like a dream...

"Damn, it escaped!" Sanders hammered the ground fiercely.

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Angel was swallowed by the huge mouth, and he thought he was dead. If I had known that I would rot in the stomach of some monster, I would rather die at the hands of the younger version of Sanders!

Just when Angel thought he would fall into the monster's stomach full of corrosive liquid, he was suddenly vomited out by the giant mouth again.

Angel, who was vomited out by the giant mouth, still landed under a wall.

Although Angel wondered why the giant mouth didn't eat him, he was able to escape from Sanders's hands, and his heart finally fell.

However, the pain in his body did not ease, and he still couldn't stand up.

Angel supported himself and looked up at the surrounding environment. This was still a maze alley, and what surprised Angel was that this alley seemed to look familiar to him.

On the wet ground not far away, there was a Chinese character written horizontally and vertically: An.

This was the mark he wrote with his finger, so he had walked through this alley before? Angel looked at the word and felt a little settled.

Although we returned to the intersection we had walked before, we could at least be sure of one thing: there were no monsters here.

Now Angel couldn't even move. If he went to a strange place and was killed by monsters, it would be a loss. At least the current result was good for Angel.

After a night, Angel's injuries improved a lot.

The pain in his body was slightly reduced, especially the pain in his back, which almost completely disappeared. Angel himself was surprised that his injuries were almost healed without taking any medicine.

One thing that surprised Angel was that he didn't bleed a drop of blood after being injured by Sanders yesterday. Could it be that all the injuries were internal injuries? Angel stood up and walked a little. Except for some joints that were occasionally unaffected, there was no sign of internal injuries.

It was a miracle! Could it be that after experiencing the near-death experience brought by the wall, the body's recovery ability was greatly improved? Angel thought to himself.

He looked at the time. It was 8 o'clock in the morning. After another night, Angel decided to hit the road again.

However, there is only one way in front of Angel, which is the same way as yesterday. Only by passing through the hall where the blue giant sits can we enter the next stage. Angel has tried all other ways, and they are all dead ends. Therefore, if Angel wants to move forward, this is the only way to choose.

After Angel got on the road, he was still thinking about the young version of Sanders. Is he really the mentor who entered the Nightmare Realm with him? If so, why did he become so young and his strength became so low?

If not, who would he be? If he is not Sanders, Angel himself does not believe it, because there is too much evidence to prove the other party's identity. But if the other party is really Sanders, would he fight him like this? Angel can't tell. He has not been with this cheap mentor for a long time, and he doesn't know his real purpose.

However, Angel is more inclined to believe that this young Sanders may be some kind of projection in the Nightmare Realm. "Projected reality" may not just be a projected building, or even a projected person. Maybe there is a projection of Angel somewhere! Angel thought.

If the young version of Sanders is not the real Sanders, then he must find the center of the maze quickly. After all, how to return to reality still needs Sanders's teaching.

"I just hope he is not the real him." Otherwise, he might be trapped in this nightmare cage forever.

With this hope, Angel flew towards the hall of yesterday.

It was very peaceful along the way. Even though Angel heard rustling sounds from time to time, he did not really find any monsters. About two corners away from the hall where the blue giant was, Angel slowed down his pace.

He didn't know whether the young version of Sanders was still there, and what the other blue giant was like now. These were all unknowns. No matter which of the two, Angel couldn't deal with it, so he could only secretly hope not to meet them. However, compared to the blue giant, Angel didn't want to meet the young Sanders, because the blue giant's body was not suitable for running, and Angel's biggest reliance at present was his flexible and changeable body movements; Sanders could fly like him, even if he was not as flexible as him, but compared to the blue giant, he was a greater threat.

Angel knew that all creatures rarely look upward, so he flew directly to the top and slowly moved toward the hall along the top wall.

After passing the first corner, there was nothing unusual, only a few traces left from the fight yesterday.

After passing the second corner, it was the hall. Angel moved even more slowly, almost holding his breath to get closer, and then quietly stretched out half of his head to look inside.

At this glance, Angell noticed something different.

The layout of the hall became much messier, and the blue giant disappeared, and a lot of blood appeared on the gorgeous carpet.

Angell looked carefully and saw almost the entire hall. The blue giant was not there, and the young version of Sanders was not there either.

"What happened? Did they leave while fighting?" Angell speculated, and thought about it and felt that it was not right. The blue giant was very big, but the wooden door on one side of the hall was very small, and the blue giant could never get through. And all the way, Angell did not see any traces of the blue giant walking towards him, so did the blue giant disappear completely out of thin air?

Angell looked at the wooden door on one side of the hall again. The wooden door was closed yesterday, but now it was opened, and it was obvious that someone left there.

And the person who left, Angell guessed that it might be the young version of Sanders.

So according to this rhythm, Sanders defeated the blue giant and successfully passed the level? Angell didn't know whether this speculation was correct, but he knew that his luck was really good.

Without the blue giant and young Sanders, his safety was greatly improved! Angel breathed a sigh of relief and flew into the hall with a hint of luck.