Darius Supreme Chapter 392
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Darius smiled and decided to excavate the treasure. Just because Miranda couldn't do it didn't mean that he lacked the means to. He focused his gaze on the specific compartment and used Analyze to find out its details.
He smiled a moment later and directly transmuted a corresponding key with which to open it. Inside lay heaps of Bags of Holding, which were carried out using Psychomancy.
They put them aside to look through after. Right after they were done, Gunner fired an Eraser Cannon at the carriage, the thick greenish beam blasting it apart with ease.
Darius nodded and teleported them away, heading towards their next target.
.........…
A few days later a group of five men would come over to this same location led by a fellow with the map.
Alas, upon seeing the scattered sand and the remains of the carriage, the group understood that either someone had somehow found their way here before them taking away the treasure, or a random Insect had chanced upon this place and laid waste to it.
Due to their personal prejudices and the way the carriage had been destroyed, they believed that it was the latter option. It seemed like too much of a stretch that a random person who came to this continent would chance upon this location and find the hidden carriage, especially since they should be in the possession of the only key.
A person who could do such a thing had to be strong enough that the carriage's contents would not even be worth their effort, so the group could only leave with disappointment.
.........…
Darius and his two Branded Servants arrived near a huge sinkhole. There was supposedly a subspace hidden at the very bottom that led directly into one of the vaults that had been created by the long-extinct surface civilization.
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It was an open secret from what Darius could tell, and every year some of the 'troops' would be sent here to dive in and try to claim what was inside those vaults.
However, despite the many attempts over the last centuries, nothing had been accomplished in this regard.
As Darius gazed down the huge black void, a slight smile played on his lips.
Every year there were many like him who would smile confidently before jumping in, then finding out the hard way that they were not nearly as special as they had thought themselves to be.
However, how many would be able to claim to have abilities granted by the Goddess Vena?
To his knowledge, nobody else did, so he truly believed that the combination of them might yield him a better result than those who came before.
Gunner jumped in first, his face stoic and without fear. No matter how deep this pit was, he would reach the bottom eventually. The half-giant was confident that eventually when he came out the one to take damage from the fall would not be him but the ground.
This was the law of the universe!
Xela clutched her staff tightly and looked down after Gunner, her face flickering with hesitation. Just as she gritted her teeth and was about to shake her head, Darius teleported the two of them right in the middle, where they began falling as well.
Xela was so surprised for a while that she forgot to scream until they reached the void-like darkness at the bottom. If one was blind, one would almost think that the sinkhole was the same as always, not realizing that three very strange and incalculable beings had entered.
The trio felt like they had passed through a layer of cold water, and once they appeared on the other side, they found themselves in a large meadow that was uninhabited. They appeared close to the ground, so they all landed with a light thump, even Gunner.
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The entire area was quite small, the meadow only stretched a few hundred meters before tapering off into a black void that seemed to lead to the abyss of nothingness.
Those were probably the edges of the subspace, a place that really should not be traversed unless one wanted to experience what no one had ever lived to.
Even Darius wasn't sure what would happen and if his soul could be collected by the Resurrection Stone if he fell into the void.
He then focused on the goal before the trio, which was a large silver door that rose up to the sky. Its size was so grand and its design so otherworldly that it reminded Darius of various paintings he had seen in high society depicting the 'Gates of Heaven'.
Darius Analyzed the door before him with a solemn expression.
[Divine Door - Miscellaneous
Durability: MAX
Description: A door made of Holy Silver, a rare material produced on Pokterr during the early days. Famous for its properties of indestructibility, purity, and the ability to spawn sentience and consciousness if created with special techniques belonging to the artificers of the ancient Polito Race of Pokterr.]
Darius' eyes narrowed as he read through the description. Indestructible and sentient meant that even getting through this door was impossible. No wonder no one had ever succeeded before, because it was impossible to.
How could you break into the house of someone who was watching you from the window, a slight smile on their lips? How could you sneakily unlock the smartphone of someone who was pretending to be asleep beside you, watching you fail over and over?
Without the door's permission, it was impossible to even enter the vault!
It was likely that every year, the fellows who had come down had been specially chosen due to possessing unique abilities related to breaking and entering, spatial manipulation, or something useful in unlocking doors or getting past obstacles.
Now that Darius was before it, he understood what kind of thing this door was. The question on his mind now was, given how this subspace was structured on the outside, how exactly did people who had entered here leave afterward?
This information was not present in what he had concerning the subspace, likely something those in the upper echelon of the various continents had kept close to the chest.
Otherwise, anyone could come in here and try to enter if they knew there was a surefire way to come out.
This would create variables, as what if the 'Chosen One' to access this vault was someone they could not control?
Suddenly, Darius received an alert from the Supreme System.
A new Event had been generated.
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