Romon walked into a corridor.
The corridor was very long, lined on both sides with magnificent magic lamps. Some strange force drew him onward, deeper and deeper inside.
His mind was exceptionally focused at that moment, and the previous room had possessed extremely tight defensive spells. Thus, Romon failed to notice anything unusual about the room he had not entered earlier and simply continued forward in silence.
The scene from before kept replaying in his mind. He was still deeply immersed in the double delight of advancing in strength and obtaining the God Statue.
Yet under those circumstances, his feet did not stop. He continued onward.
Only when the path suddenly ended before him did he look up.
"Another strange room." Romon looked at the sight before him and muttered to himself.
Before him was a hole. There was no door, only an opening shrouded in hazy white light.
Romon hesitated for several seconds, then stepped inside.
The instant he entered, white light flashed. White radiance lit up from both sides of the doorway, and at that moment, Romon could even sense the icy sharpness and killing intent within it.
But soon, as if it had detected something, the attacking force withdrew, and the white light became gentle.
Romon safely passed through the opening and entered the room beyond. It had to be said that the builder of this palace possessed extraordinary wisdom.
Every palace had a different architectural style, yet overall, they were the same.
Within one unified grand style, countless smaller, distinct styles branched out, giving people an extraordinarily wonderful feeling.
Romon felt that every palace here displayed its own unique charm.
The space inside was enormous. The palace seemed spacious and majestic; whether it was the lofty ceiling or the smooth floor and walls around it, everything