Cutting Corners

Brother Octopus crawled up to the teleportation array and reached out with his tentacles to feel it.

"Strange. Could those guys have come back afterward?"

Brother Octopus stroked his chin.

Hearing his tone, Chen Cheng knew this dead octopus was indeed still hiding plenty from him. But none of that mattered now. What mattered was whether this repaired teleportation array could still be used, and where it would lead if they used it.

Although Chen Cheng had read many magic books and come into contact with all kinds of magic from various schools, teleportation magic was inherently an extremely profound branch of magic. On top of that, its inheritance was always kept exceptionally secret, so he did not know much about it.

Still, he possessed the most basic judgment. At the very least, the magic array before them had a complete magical circuit.

"Don't overthink it. Back then, my great-grandfather spent so much money and mobilized so much manpower and resources to support Zhulu. There must have been more to it than Zhulu claimed.

For now, we should figure out whether this is a teleportation array and where its destination might be."

The others nodded as well.

Yet after a while, even as the Sandworms' impacts from outside grew louder and louder, not a single one of them spoke again.

Until Brother Octopus could no longer hold back and turned to look at them, only to find Chen Cheng and the other two staring at him with six eyes.

"Why are you looking at me? It's not like the answer is written on my face."

Chen Cheng and the others merely drew out a long, meaningful "Mm."

Brother Octopus still wanted to put on a brave front, but with the banging against the door outside growing louder, he had no