A thousand years ago, a legendary wizard had utterly destroyed one of the interlayer gates, yet this ancient demon god had shown no reaction whatsoever. Thus, the wizard concluded that it might have vanished long ago.
However, vanishing into the passage of years did not mean it was already dead. Perhaps it had merely grown weary and fallen asleep; perhaps it had left in disappointment; or perhaps it had been unable to withstand the erosion of time and had been completely annihilated.
The ancient demon god's aura had ultimately dissipated. The only things that could still be felt were the will and mighty power it had left upon the interlayer gate, enduring in the world still.
"Everyone else, rest here for a moment. All members of the guard, open the gate with me." Sinafa's voice reached everyone's ears.
This "opening the gate" meant pushing open the interlayer gate.
Pushing open the gate required a certain degree of strength.
According to research, this restriction on opening the gate was actually a form of protection the ancient demon god had left for Surface World creatures. To push it open, one's strength had to be at least equal to that of the third level of the Abyss. Otherwise, entering the third level was simply courting death.
Before Sinafa had been cursed, she could have pushed it open alone. Now, she needed the cooperation of the guard, which was enough to show just how severely her strength had been damaged.
As the crack in the gate gradually opened, Angel curiously turned his gaze toward what lay beyond it.
Unfortunately, no new world appeared behind the crack. It was concealed by a wall of murky gray mist.
Though he could not see the world beyond the gate, Angel sank into thought. Because the Abyss progressed