Yet whether he opened his eyes or closed them, there was no difference.
Because all around him was pitch-black darkness.
Angel raised his hand, trying to make out his own hands, but he remained shrouded in absolute darkness, unable to see anything.
This alone showed that the darkness around them was the kind of pure darkness that could swallow every trace of faint light.
With his naked eyes blinded by the darkness, Angel switched to his mental-power perspective.
Yet when his mental power swept the surroundings, all it saw was void, as though they were currently in an endless dark vacuum.
Only when he looked downward through his mental-power perspective could he see smooth black-and-white marble tiles.
Those tiles seemed to proclaim that his feet were now firmly on solid ground.
Although Angel could not make out the things around him, he was not overly worried. For one thing, this darkness could at most devour faint light; if it were an intense light source, such as a Light Spell, it could still dispel some of the darkness. He had not used a Light Spell now merely out of respect for Yota... For another, dark as it was, it had not affected the Mind Tether.
At this very moment, Laplace was still speaking through the Mind Tether.
"What an extravagant undertaking..." Laplace's sigh came from the other end of the Mind Tether.
Angel instinctively asked, "What extravagant undertaking?"
Laplace paused, then said meaningfully, "You'll know soon enough."
As her words fell, Angel was just about to ponder their meaning when he felt an incomparably fierce white light descend from directly overhead, sweeping away all the surrounding darkness in an instant with irresistible force.
The sudden burst of intense light dazzled even Angel.
He reflexively closed his eyes. Only after the white