The black Bubble was about thirty meters in diameter, its surface pitch-black and unfathomably deep.
Even beneath the overhead lights, a faint sheen could still be seen glimmering across it.
The black Bubble seemed to have no obvious "entrance," yet every part of its surface could be called an "entrance."
In just a few seconds, Angel saw crystal puppets of varying sizes coming from every direction and entering the black Bubble from any point on its surface.
The instant they entered, it was as though they had sunk into stagnant water. There was no splash, no ripple—only a silent descent.
As if they had been swallowed by black water.
"Are we going straight in?" Angel looked at the Bubble membrane nearby. There happened to be no crystal puppets around here, so entering from this spot should not cause any congestion.
Napoli shook his head. "Crystal puppets can enter however they like. They're going to the Reserve Warehouse anyway. But we're heading to the Inspection Warehouse, and to get there, we need to take a dedicated passage."
As he spoke, Napoli took out two white Dragon Scales shrouded in mist.
He held one in his own hand and gave the other to Angel.
According to Napoli, these Dragon Scales from the surface of Cave Dragons would lead them into a hidden passage within the black Bubble.
When Angel held the Dragon Scale, he could clearly sense an intangible pull guiding him.
The closer he moved toward the black Bubble, the stronger that guiding sensation became.
Meanwhile, Napoli had already begun leading the way. Judging from the direction he was steering, he too was following the guidance coming from the Dragon Scale.
It seemed that the guidance brought by the Dragon Scale pointed toward the so-called dedicated passage.
Napoli circled around more