The changes in Brother Interlocutor seem no less significant than those in the prisoners.
It’s certainly not because the path ahead is too dangerous that the Interlocutor is considered as cannon fodder to scout the way.
For Fu Qian, the point of making the previous impolite request to the Interlocutor to "willingly" act as cannon fodder to scout the way was to observe his reaction.
The result was surprisingly consistent with before, so accommodating it seed exaggerated.
He retained his past mories, yet seed to enter an entirely different ntal state.
So what does this an when all the prisoners are gone?
Really following behind the Interlocutor, descending step by step along the stairs behind the door, Fu Qian felt the situation becoming increasingly eerie.
The sightings on this visit to the corridor can be described as quite unexpected.
On one hand, apart from the dimming light, there were no traces suspected to belong to the Dark Moon.
And according to previous deductions, theoretically, the prisoners should still be present, but the domain once untouchable by anyone now appeared abandoned.
And now even the ntally adept tool, the Interlocutor, seed to reach another realm of ntal state.
Following behind all the way, Fu Qian confird with ease using vision radar that his old friend hadn’t advanced in ranking over ti.
Yet he managed to maintain stability, which to so extent, indicates that this place hasn’t entirely lost its power.
After all, the first ti they t, the Interlocutor spoke of an intriguing theory about his ability and the paradoxical relationship with this prison.
Essentially, this place is even considered the source of his power.
If one were to think further, with this relationship, the Interlocutor might even seem more valuable—a food source for the Bone Chain.
Of course, the latter has remained well-behaved so far, and Fu Qian hasn’t rushed to act.
In a cage of a transforming Superior Being, it wouldn’t hurt to explore a bit more—oh?
At a certain mont, the Interlocutor stopped, and Fu Qian easily discovered the reason.
The descending distance wasn’t long, and after passing through a clearly similar-style corridor, a consistent scene appeared before them—
Another reddish-brown door stood there, its surface clearly displaying the patterns representing His Excellency Alarakir’s might.
But unlike the door they had passed through earlier, this one was of standard size.
And looking further into the distance, iron black, silver white... familiar scenes were evident.
A corridor, in the exact sa sequence as above.
...
So is this why it’s called a corridor? One has to admit that is quite abstract.
This short journey wouldn’t be enough to get lost, as Fu Qian easily sketched a peculiar architectural structure in his mind, marveling at it.
A corridor below still has another corridor? The structure is completely the sa?
If these doors were to co in colors and models representing other Superiors, it’s not so strange to understand it as communal prison property.
This current scene clearly can’t be explained as the fading of the prisoners’ nightmares revealing the original appearance of the building.
After all, don’t forget one question, this corridor opened from the mansion of Destiny Snake, so what about behind the other four doors?
Do they each lead to a new corridor?
And what about behind these doors before them?
Clearly, this place isn’t a more realistic scene after the retreat of the Transcendent, but rather a more abstract entanglent of concepts.
So how did this occur?
And is it the sa reason that caused Brother Interlocutor’s current state?
"How do you plan to describe this place?"
And while Fu Qian, with nurous question marks floating in his mind, cast his gaze on the grateful party involved, the Interlocutor seed to sense sothing.
Yet he had no intention of looking over; he simply continued to gaze forward and softly asked in a flat tone.
How to describe it? A good question.
It sounds like after being coerced into repaying a debt, the Interlocutor had long anticipated this mont.
However, Fu Qian was unbothered by this sowhat sharp inquiry.
"So have you been behind the other doors as well?"
Of course, being unbothered didn’t an answering; the next mont, he adeptly countered a question with a question.
"...Yes, all the sa."
And today’s Interlocutor sounded astonishingly naive in degree.
Not only did he avoid choosing to continue inquiring, but after only a slight hesitation, he quickly acknowledged Fu Qian’s statent.
...
Is there really a new corridor behind every door?
That truly would be the classic labyrinth.
Clearly showing high quality, Fu Qian didn’t feel any guilt, rely attempting to sketch the architectural blueprint in his mind, imnsely intrigued.
Crucially, this is just the beginning—
"And what about these?"
In the next mont, Fu Qian indicated towards the new batch of five doors in front of him.
"All the sa..."
And this ti, the Interlocutor didn’t even hesitate, directly providing a sowhat despairing answer.
"That was two questions, so the answer to the first is? Have you been inside?"
Even with that, the stern interrogator was not satisfied, and Fu Qian continued persistently without delay.
"No... but you can see it."
This ti, failing to maintain his previous stance, the Interlocutor turned his head and, after a mont of silence, honestly admitted to his oversight.
"Understood, so it’s my turn to lead the way."
Still unbothered, in speaking, Fu Qian even moved forward, reaching out to open the grand door to His Excellency Alarakir’s mansion.
And his implicit aning was simple: first, he would certainly continue down this path, and second, the Interlocutor surely had to follow.
...
One must admit, Brother Interlocutor did not seem to be lying.
In this secondary corridor branched off, there indeed was an entrance leading to an even deeper level.
Behind this door of His Excellency Alarakir, the previous chaos and Darkness were still absent, while another door was visible in the depths.
This door wasn’t even silver-white but another familiar color palette and also one of the five doors.
Does each door behind lead to a non-self power, and then continue to branch and evolve this way?
Fu Qian quickly arrived at a conclusion, but the current situation seed to beco more complex because of it.
What does this entanglent imply?
Does it have any relation to past actions with the Witch? And the interplaying Dark Moon’s glory?
Furthermore, as soone with zero perception, is it ti to call in a professional given such a complex situation?
Not rushing to step through, as his thoughts turned rapidly, Fu Qian looked back at the Interlocutor, seeming to picture him hesitating at the door.
"Aren’t you supposed to lead the way?"
However, seeming unable to empathize with his sense of understanding, under scrutiny, this ti the latter surprisingly opened his mouth voluntarily, not without a hint of sarcasm.
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