The green flame illuminated the entrance of the corridor and made the dim lights in the distance seem even more depressing and gloomy. In that disturbing darkness, the "incarnation of history" that had been polluted by some force suddenly stopped and stood in the distance like a stone statue, turning a deaf ear to Duncan's words.

But this silent and strange confrontation only lasted for a short time - in front of Duncan's eyes, the "incarnation of history" that had been still for only a few seconds suddenly trembled again, and the next moment, it suddenly turned its head!

The facial features had been twisted into dark holes and whirlpools, with only a tearing laugh covering the disordered face. It twisted its body at an angle that was impossible for a human to do, and its limbs turned into tentacles that clung to the walls and ceiling in the blink of an eye. With a sudden, sharp and chaotic roar, this strange and terrifying creature pounced towards Duncan without hesitation!

Duncan frowned for a moment, and the next second, the blazing green spiritual fire ignited the entire corridor - the flames filled everyone's sight like layers of barriers, and the polluted horror roared, laughed wildly, and burned, running towards the exit of the mausoleum without fear, passing through the barriers built of spiritual fire - even breaking through until it was less than four or five meters away from Duncan, this group of wreckage that had been burned beyond recognition finally twitched and fell to the ground, completely stopping.

After a few more minutes, the flames gradually subsided.

Duncan frowned and slowly and cautiously walked to the wreckage that was almost burned to ashes. He saw that only a shriveled, charred mass was left in the ashes - this was left by his conscious control of the fire. On this small mass of matter, the characteristics that once belonged to the Sen'jin had completely disappeared, but there was still a strange and twisted crack, covering the charred mass like a still laughing smile, filled with chilling ecstasy.

After a moment's hesitation, he picked up the remaining debris with a strange feeling, carefully retreated out of the corridor of Vision 004, and returned to the door.

The people who stayed outside the door immediately came closer, looking at the "charcoal" that Duncan brought out with a nervous and weird mood. Helena frowned and looked at the tear marks on the wreckage that looked like a smile. After a moment, she raised her hand and gently traced the mark of the Storm Goddess on her chest: "Goddess bless you...Frem, this is the ugliest smile I have ever seen."

"I'm glad to see that you can still make a joke in this situation." Banster glanced at Helena, shook his head hoarsely, and then turned his attention back to the wreckage. "...It's the breath of the warp."

"How could there be the power of the warp in Vision 004?" Rune frowned tightly, and at the same time raised his head to glance at the gate of the mausoleum next to him. "Although it has always been dangerous, its danger is reflected in the strict rules in the mausoleum and the powerful and strange gravekeeper... I have never heard that it has the power of the warp..."

Duncan thought for a moment and asked, "What is the structure of the mausoleum like? What kind of existence is the so-called 'Unknown King'?"

After hearing this, several people at the scene looked at each other in bewilderment. After a moment of awkward silence, it was still Vanna who answered the captain's question: "Except for knowing some basic 'action rules', no one knows what the inside of the mausoleum really looks like."

Duncan immediately looked puzzled: "No one knows?"

"When leaving Vision 004, the 'listener' will forget all memories of the interior of the mausoleum, and only a few pieces of information will be brought out in the form of 'parchment fragments'. We can only be sure that there is a tomb in Vision 004, and an ancient mysterious being will be waiting for the listener's visit in the tomb," Vanna explained patiently, "but no one remembers what the tomb looks like or what its owner looks like."

"Protective oblivion..." Duncan repeated the word softly, and then suddenly, he seemed to feel something and looked up at the gate of the mausoleum.

A heavy and slow sound of footsteps suddenly appeared in the corridor, and a tall and gloomy figure walked into everyone's sight along with the footsteps.

The gravekeeper of Vision 004 has appeared!

The gravekeeper who had been "late" for a long time suddenly walked out, and even Duncan didn't see how he appeared - it was as if the mausoleum itself suddenly "generated" an entity. This strange gravekeeper walked towards this side with stiff and heavy steps like a corpse, and the iron chains wrapped around his body made bursts of harsh friction sounds with his steps.

Helena and the others tensed up instantly, while Vanna subconsciously leaned forward slightly, ready to go - after obvious abnormalities had occurred in the Tomb of the Nameless King, the "tombkeeper" who walked out of the tomb was obviously no longer safe.

But the "gravekeeper" didn't seem to care about these cautious actions. He just walked out slowly as usual and finally stopped in front of Duncan.

After a moment's silence, the tall guard, wrapped in bandages and seemingly between life and death, turned sideways, raised a hand and pointed toward the tomb passage, silently making an invitation.

Duncan raised his eyebrows: "Let me in?"

The mausoleum guard nodded slowly.

Lu En immediately warned in a low voice: "Be careful, this situation is not right."

Duncan ignored him and just stared calmly at the cloudy eyes of the mausoleum guard outside the bandage. After a few seconds, he suddenly said, "What if I refuse the invitation?"

The mausoleum guard fell silent. Just when everyone thought that this special entity "created" by Vision 004 would not answer at all, he actually spoke. A low voice came from under the bandage: "Then when are you free?"

Duncan: “…”

While he was still in a daze, the mausoleum guard spoke again: "He doesn't have much time left."

"Him? Not much time left?" Duncan was stunned when he heard this, and his expression changed immediately. "You mean the owner of the mausoleum? What do you mean by not much time left?"

The mausoleum guard did not answer this time. He just stood quietly in front of Duncan, saying nothing, yet seeming to have said everything.

"...Okay." After two minutes of serious thinking, Duncan suddenly nodded, "Then I'll go meet 'him'."

As soon as he finished speaking, Helena beside him immediately spoke up: "Are you sure? The current situation inside Anomaly 004..."

"The subspace is not polluted to me," Duncan shook his head, obviously having made up his mind. "I heard the 'bell', so it seems that this time is prepared for me - my intuition tells me that I should not refuse this 'invitation'."

"Intuition..." Helena was startled, then seemed to realize something, immediately retracted the dissuasion she had prepared, and took a half step back, "Okay, I understand."

The mausoleum guard slowly turned his head and his eyes fell on Helena, Rune and others.

"Keep your distance and do not go beyond the facility gate again," he said suddenly. "The C-32-E7 protocol tree is unstable."

Helena and the others were stunned when they heard this, while Rune subconsciously asked: "...What agreement tree?"

The mausoleum guard did not intend to answer, but just moved aside, making way for the entrance to the tomb and making an invitation to Duncan.

Duncan looked at the guard with a serious look, then walked forward. Before entering the tomb passage, he turned his head slightly and nodded to Vanna, who was standing there with an uneasy look on her face. "Just wait patiently, I'll be back soon."

As he finished speaking, he had already walked into the deep, long, dark tomb passage that seemed to have no end.

The heavy mausoleum gate slammed shut, blocking out all sights from the outside and all sounds other than Vision 004 - dim lights burned quietly on the walls on both sides of the tomb passage, and a strange deathly silence enveloped from all directions.

All Duncan could hear was the heavy footsteps of the mausoleum guards and the harsh sound of the iron chains rubbing against each other.

But as he walked, he suddenly noticed that the footsteps behind him had changed, and the sound of the chains rubbing against each other disappeared.

He turned around curiously, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

A tall, silent, dark-skinned, black-haired man wearing a white robe was walking in the tomb passage.

After a moment of shock, Duncan suddenly realized: "... Is this your original appearance?!"

The tall man with a slightly dark complexion turned his gaze. He had strange light golden eyes. Something in the depths of his eyes seemed to suddenly shrink and adjust, focusing on Duncan. Then he nodded gently: "Yes."

Duncan frowned, but just as he was about to ask something else, he suddenly caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, interrupting his train of thought -

A structure that looked like an intersection appeared at some point in the depths of the corridor. The intersection was illusory and floating like an illusion. In front of the illusory intersection, a group of hazy figures also wearing white robes suddenly emerged and were walking towards the distance.

They passed through the illusory intersection, walked through the deep and long corridor, and disappeared into the solid and thick wall on the other side.

Duncan looked at this scene with surprise and curiosity, and couldn't help asking, "What is that?"

"With the imbalance of the protocol tree, the folding and disorder of the time flow is rolling back to the source - that was the scene when they set out a long time ago."

Duncan's heart moved: "They? Who are they?"

The mausoleum guard who had returned to his "human" form was silent for a few seconds, and replied in a low voice: "...Doomsday Observer, End of the World Survey Team."

Duncan suddenly stopped.

He slightly opened his eyes, as if he suddenly thought of something, chaotic and shocking thoughts surging in his mind. He took a deep breath and looked up at the long corridor in front of him. At this moment, another hazy phantom appeared in his trance vision -

Another figure in a white robe walked over.

It was a young man with short black hair. He held his head high, his eyes calm but determined. He strode across the corridor. At the moment when they passed each other, maybe it was an illusion... Duncan felt that the figure seemed to turn his eyes slightly in his direction.

Then, they passed each other.