After passing through a short winding passage, the view immediately opened up.
Right ahead, an expanding space came into view.
Once he stepped inside, Angel discovered that this underground structure was actually smaller than he had imagined—at least smaller than the halls he had seen in the underground waterways beneath Abyss City in the Nightmare Realm.
Though the area was small, its structure was hollow and multi-tiered. From the main hall at the bottom, one could see at least four floors above. Every floor had rooms, and some doors stood open, faintly revealing the lived-in arrangements within. Those colorful clothes were definitely not from years ago; this should have been where the Hero Squad stayed.
Setting aside the signs of daily life in the upper rooms, the underground structure as a whole felt like a church in a small town.
Angel thought so because he noticed rows upon rows of nails left in the cracked marble floor. Rust coated the outside of these nails, but they had not corroded, because they were made from Secret Copper, a transcendent material.
These standardized nails were specifically used to secure long rows of benches.
Judging from their arrangement, the hall must once have held row after row of long seats.
Combined with the clearly elevated dais at the front, he could picture it easily enough: a preacher must once have stood upon that platform, speaking to those seated below about doctrines—or perhaps hidden words of brainwashing.
It was almost identical to the churches Angel had seen.
Only far smaller in scale.
But if this really was a church, why had it been built underground?
As he pondered this, Angel voiced his deductions and doubts.
He mainly wanted to hear Black Earl's opinion. After all, Black Earl had lived the longest among them and