Chapter 624: Legendary Alchemist’s laboratory
With broad, triumphant smiles, Vlad, Jormungandr, Fafnir, and Ouroboros watched intently as the walls glowed brilliantly, illuminated by intricate, complex runic formations. Moments later, the solid stone split in half, slowly sliding apart to reveal access to a long, mysterious tunnel stretching into darkness.
Excitement surged through the Sky Seed Depravitas, yet their immense enthusiasm did not cloud their judgment. They maintained absolute vigilance, each of them keeping their senses at their peak and relying on the scanning power of their A.I. Chips to meticulously check every inch of their surroundings for potential traps.
Vlad and Jormugnadr had not forgotten the automation they encountered in the Mayor’s chambers and did not want to face something like that once more.
Leading the group cautiously was Ouroboros. His heightened senses and superior speed made him the ideal scout, capable of detecting threats swiftly and reacting instantaneously should danger appear.
Directly behind the white werewolf moved the ice-fire dragon. Fafnir’s piercing eyes narrowed in readiness, prepared to confront any ambush or unexpected attack without hesitation.
On the right side of the dragon strode Vlad, with the small yellow cat perched securely upon his shoulder. Together, they formed a versatile duo ready to intervene and support Ouroboros or Fafnir at the slightest sign of trouble.
With measured steps, the group advanced carefully down the hidden passageway, their eyes constantly sweeping every shadowy corner, scanning for traps or hidden dangers. They moved in disciplined silence, ever watchful, yet after almost an hour of cautious exploration, they encountered no threats whatsoever.
"Hmm, I suppose whoever built this secret tunnel never considered the need for traps," Jormungandr spoke up, thoughtfully breaking the silence. "After all, this passage begins within a secret dungeon beneath a powerful organization’s stronghold, accessible only through a hidden wall activated by very specific crystals. The chances of intrusion were minimal."
The other three Depravitas nodded thoughtfully, agreeing with the small yellow cat’s insightful analysis. Still, their cautiousness did not wane.