�Let�s get out of here.�It could be dangerous to stay here any longer.�

The 3rd Special Task Force escaped the lightning strike area to avoid tens of thousands of needles.

Everyone has the ability to fly, but the air is a dangerous place in this environment.

The place they arrived at was a crater located four kilometers away from the well of light.

There was a hollow in the ground, as if something had fallen at a terrifying speed.

After going down to the center and sweeping the ground, an iron plate appeared.�Something seemed to be buried deep in the ground.

�This is why it is called the tomb of angels.�

�That�s right.�Over the centuries, numerous cults have tried to excavate these ruins.�But it was all in vain.�

Joey pointed around.

�There was even a time when they tried to take out the whole area.�But if you dig to a certain point, you�ll be electrocuted by the tributary.�There are records of hundreds of people being slaughtered at the time.�

�After all, this seal must be lifted.�

Sirone took a closer look at the iron plate.

Although the shape was different, it was definitely henna, the language of angels.

So, a Nephilim might be able to open it.�No, probably.

Sirone turned to Fleur.

Entering Immortal Function was no problem, but it was uncharted territory from now on.

�Let�s open it.�If it�s dangerous, you can leave right away.�

Fleur wanted to go in.

The fact that heretics have risked their lives to excavate this place for centuries means that there is something of equivalent value underground.

Besides, Sirone had a scalpel teleport that allowed her to leave immediately, so she wouldn�t be easily attacked.

�Then let�s begin.�

When I put my hand on the steel plate and opened the immortal function, the henna shone and a huge glow radiated toward the sky.

As the crew stepped back, the echo from deep underground was transmitted through the soles of their feet.

�Sheesh!�Let�s keep our distance first.�

When Jo Won said with a firm expression, Sirone also left the crater without a murmur.

Cuckoo Cuckoo!

As the iron plate vibrated, a vast amount of soil poured down and something began to rise.

�That one?�

The 3rd Special Task Force stared at the iron tower that was going up incessantly.

Emerging from the ground was a huge bell-shaped structure, with a sturdy metal surface filled with henna. JrNovels.com