"Attention everyone, I sense a whispering fluctuation. There may be unknown dangers lurking below." Angelica's voice was calm and firm, echoing at the dimly lit entrance to the ruins.

Upon hearing this, the researchers quickly took out the newly developed protective equipment from their backpacks and distributed it to each member of the team, including the specially made armor and breathing masks containing shadow corrosion inhibitor.

"Wear these properly; they will provide us with the necessary protection," she explained as she demonstrated how to wear the equipment correctly. "But this is just a precaution; we cannot let our guard down."

The team members quickly got dressed, their faces filled with tension and anticipation.

Angelica looked around to make sure everyone was ready before continuing, "I plan to go down alone first to scout out the route and make sure it's safe."

This place may harbor unknown traps or even more powerful whispering influences, and I don't want any unnecessary risks.

One of the team members, a researcher named Carl, seemed somewhat worried: "But, Lady Angelica, it's too dangerous for you to act alone. Shouldn't at least one of us accompany you?"

Angelica smiled gently, a hint of tenderness in her eyes, "I have countless combat experiences, and with our new equipment protecting me, everything will be fine."

Furthermore, it is my responsibility to conduct rapid reconnaissance and minimize unnecessary risks. I will be back as soon as possible.

After saying that, she turned and walked towards the slowly opening stone door, her figure gradually disappearing into the unknown darkness ahead.

The faint light shining through the crack in the door reflected off her protective suit, like a glimmer of hope in the abyss.

Angelica's steps were firm yet cautious, each step accompanied by the echo of her heartbeat. She silently recited ancient protective incantations while maintaining a high level of vigilance.

As she went deeper, the whispers became clearer, yet more chaotic, as if countless whispers were intertwining in her ears, trying to penetrate her willpower.

But Angelica also found that the equipment she was wearing did effectively block out a lot of whispers.

She quickly arrived inside the ruins, but the scene before her was somewhat alarming. Everywhere she looked, there were constantly writhing tentacles and unidentified black chunks of flesh.

Clearly, this ruin has been assimilated, much like the thirteenth level of the abyss where she sealed the unspeakable.

Faced with this indescribable sight, Angelica frowned. If the remaining ruins were like this, there was no need to explore them further.

The tentacles, like living shadows, twisted and writhed in the putrid air, while the black chunks of flesh seemed to be alive, wriggling from time to time and emitting a nauseating stench.

She realized that there might be residual influences from some abyssal creature, or the product of a failed ancient ritual.

The air was filled with a mixture of putrid and fishy odors, and every breath felt like a direct confrontation with this force.

Angelica activated all her senses, taking each step carefully to avoid touching the tentacles that seemed to have their own consciousness.

Her protective gear played a crucial role at this moment; the whispers and tentacles seemed to repel her and dared not approach easily.

She noticed that these tentacles and fleshy masses did not grow randomly; they seemed to slowly wriggle around a central point, forming a strange, almost rhythmic dance.

Seeing this, Angelica moved closer to the center, hoping to find the key to controlling or understanding everything.

As the distance closed, the whispers reached their peak, sounding both warning and pleading.

Angelica took a deep breath, steadied herself, and, using the faint light from her equipment, finally saw the central area—a huge, eerily glowing black stone monument half-buried in flesh and blood, covered with unrecognizable runes, emanating a chilling energy fluctuation.

This stone tablet is undoubtedly the source of all these strange phenomena, and perhaps the key to unlocking the secrets of the abyss.

She quickly recorded everything around her, including the location of the stone tablet, the shape of the runes, and details of the surrounding environment, preparing to bring this valuable information back to the research team.

Just as she was about to record all of this, a sudden tremor made the entire ruins shudder. The tentacles seemed to be summoned by something, and began to dance wildly, converging on her location.

Seeing this, Angelica frowned slightly, then quickly retreated, since everything that needed to be recorded had already been recorded.

She would not reveal her strength in a whispering environment, not even the slightest bit. Who knows if the Unspeakable could detect her strength through these whispers?

Angelica frowned as she watched the tentacles begin to swarm and dance wildly before her. If this place wasn't cleared away, this layer of the abyss might fall under some unknown control within a thousand years.

No wonder she didn't sense these ruins. As the Lord of the Abyss, she can see almost everything in the abyss, except for the indescribable areas.

After leaving the ruins, Angelica immediately closed the wall door again. She must have discovered that the walls inside the ruins were made of a material that could isolate the indescribable and whispered.

Otherwise, the research above would have been assimilated long ago.

Karl: "Lady Angelica! Are you alright? What happened down there? We felt a slight tremor here just now?"

The other team members also looked at Angelica with concern, even though they all knew that Lady Angelica was very powerful.

Angelica shook her head and laughed, "It's alright, but it's been assimilated into something indescribable, filled with whispers and indescribable things."

"When we get back, we need to send someone over to reinforce this place, since the main gate is now open."

After saying that, Angelica looked at the wall and door in front of her, and finally led everyone away. She planned to look for other ruins. If every ruin was like this, then she would have to be careful.

......

Angelica led her team through the winding, dark abyss corridors, and thanks to her deep understanding of the area, they quickly located the next potential entrance to the ruins.

The entrance was hidden behind a complex rock formation, and would be almost impossible for the average person to find without the guidance of information.

The team carefully removed the obstructing rocks, gradually revealing an ancient and hidden door. The door was carved with mysterious symbols similar to, yet distinct from, those found on previous ruins, seemingly telling a different story.

The door hinges creaked dully from not turning for a long time, and as the door slowly opened, Angelica once again sensed the whispering atmosphere.

ε=(′ο｀*))) Sigh.

Angelica sighed helplessly.