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The wall looked endless and was releasing thin white light. Angele could see the dark tornado rotating on the other side through the white light.

Angele glanced around. He was standing by the wall and the wind was weaker here than in other areas. He could easily see the things around him.

The wall was around five meters tall and Angele could not see the end of it. He could only hear some strange noises made by the tornado here that sounded like stones rolling.

Angele checked the surroundings, the only eye-catching thing here was the wall.

With a plan in mind, he started moving to the left of the wall. Several minutes later, a large black building that was built into the wall appeared. The building looked like a large gate with plated road in the front.

Angele stopped in front of the gate and saw two eagle statues on both sides of the gate. Each of the statues was over two meters tall and their purple bodies were covered with tiny holes.

He rubbed the surface of the statue, it was smooth and cold. The material was hard, it was probably the same as the one used for the road.

Angele started advancing and looked at the arched gate. There were three spikes on top of the gate and the white light they released was brighter than in other areas.

Also, there were four symmetrical windows on the surface of the building and there was light flashing inside.

Angele’s expression changed.

’There are guards here?’

He stepped into the gate and entered a dark tunnel.

The end of the tunnel was blocked. He could see a dried fountain with a mermaid statue ahead. The statue was holding a silver vase, but there was no water coming out of it.

There was a black stone gate on each side of the walls. Angele noticed the moon and sun patterns that were engraved on the surface of the gates.

Strangely, he heard that someone was playing harp and singing from inside the gate.

It was a crisp male voice, singing in a language that Angele could not understand.

Angele looked at the gates and knocked on the gate with the moon pattern.

*WOO*

The gate slowly opened and the orange light spurted out it immediately.

Angele’s body trembled, he quickly covered his body with black smoke. Several seconds later, he transformed back to his human form and stepped into the gate.

Inside the gate, it was a U-shaped hall with several wooden counters inside. Behind the counters, there were people with long sharp ears. It seemed like they were servers.

There were several empty stone tables in the center of the hall and creatures that were releasing strong energy waves were drinking by the tables.

Only two of the creatures looked like human beings, the rest of them looked like monsters. There were black rhinos with two heads, silver eagles in red armor, and humanoid creatures with heads of lobsters. Those lobster men also had six pairs of arms on their bodies.

The only similarity the creatures had was their high power level.

Angele entered the gate and closed it quickly. He glanced around and saw at least three creatures that were stronger than rank 4 wizards.

’Power Seekers?’ The creatures reminded Angele of the term.

There were many wizards in the central continent and some of them were extremely strong. Most of the strong beings were exploring different areas of the world; they wanted to find out the truth about the realms.

This was the belief of the ancient wizards. Although the ancient wizards were eliminated when they were exploring other realms, there were still modern wizards who were following the ancient wizards’ path. They would rather spend time on improving themselves than enjoying their lives.

Those strong creatures feared nothing and the pursuit of power was the only thing that mattered to them. People could only find them in extreme environments; those strong beings all had strong wills.

The light in the hall came from the burning candles. The man that was playing the music was sitting by an egg-shaped flower pot. He suddenly stopped and smiled.

"Welcome to the Doomsday Inn, young blood." The man had silver short hair and an attractive face. He had no pupils; instead, there were blue and red vortexes in his eyes. The man was wearing heavy black armor and looked like an armored robot. The sharp parts on his armor were dark-red and there were cracks all over the armor. Also, the man was speaking the ancient language—it was a language that Angele was familiar with.

"Huh? Two newcomers in ten years. Impressive," a man with a red beard shouted behind the counter. "Outsider, are you here to hunt or train yourself?" The man grabbed his wooden cup and drank some wine.

The creatures in the hall heard those words and looked at Angele. However, it seemed like most of them were not interested, only the man with a beard and the man playing harp were still looking at him.

"Me?" Angele was a bit surprised. "I’m here to collect something that I need." He walked to the man with a beard and pursed his lips into a smile.

"For your research maybe?" The man shook his head. "This is the abyssal gate, you should find somewhere better to collect the things you need."

"What do you mean?" Angele threw a magic stone to the man. "Give me a cup of that too, thanks."

The man chuckled and grabbed the magic stone. He grabbed a cup poured some wine for Angele.

"The abyssal gate is the gate to block the abyss, which means, if you enter the tornado area through the gate, you’ll be facing countless terrifying creatures from the abyss. This is an ancient ruin left by the ancient wizards; without the ruin to stop them, the creatures might conquer the whole world," the man explained and put down the cup on the counter.

Some of the yellow wine splashed on the surface of the counter; it was quite fragrant.

Angele grabbed the cup and sipped some wine. The wine was tasty but strong.

"The wine is so strong! I’ve never heard about this place when I was in the central continent."

*BAM*

The handsome man that was playing harp slammed his right hand on the counter but the counter was not damaged by his heavy armor at all.

"Central continent? You’re from the central continent?" The man rubbed the silver harp in his hand.

"You’ve never heard of this place... Well... The weak ones are afraid of our names. I’ve been living here for over 200 years, time really flies. I was a rank 3 wizard when I got here, but I’m a rank 4 wizard now."

"The environment was alright when the shape-shifting old men were still here and the tornado was much weaker than now, sadly..." The man with beard shook his head again after drinking some wine.

"I lived here for over 1000 years and I don’t care anymore. Femora, the changes can only be stopped if Colin is here..."

The handsome man shook his head as well. "He already left, there’s no point for us to talk about it now. My teacher’s decision would never change."

’Over 1000 years...’ Angele narrowed his eyes, he realized that this was not a just a random ruin. The shape-shifting old men the man mentioned reminded him of something.

"Beard, the shape-shifting old men you talked about are old men that transform their bodies into different animals, right? They are the definition of privacy invasion."

"You know them?" The man sounded a bit surprised after hearing the word. "Anyway, you must be strong since you found this place; it’s understandable that you know them. You’re right, those men enjoying peeking..." It seemed like Angele’s words reminded him of something.

"They’re also guardians of this world; it’s not a secret."

"Alright, let’s change the topic. Newcomer, you’re still young, why are you here?" Femora looked at Angele, it seemed like he was interested.

Angele noticed that Femora’s face was covered with strange patterns. He probably cast healing spells on himself too often. The patterns would only appear on a part of his body after he applied the healing effect on his body too many times.

Also, when Femora stared Angele with his red and blue eyes, Angele’s body trembled slightly; he could sense something dangerous from the man.

Angele’s human form had the similar power level of a rank 5 wizard but Femora still scared him for a second, which meant that Femora had a similar power level as his human form.

"Me? I’m just a traveler that wants to study the tornado. That’s why I’m here." Angele dodged the question and drank some wine.

*PA*

Femora rubbed his harp slightly. "Do you really know where this is?" He looked at Angele with a strange expression on his face.

"You can’t enter this place using a normal method. The dimension gate was the only way that leads to the dark tunnel. You need to travel through the dark tunnel before you can find the abyssal gate. You can only walk around the edge of the tornado unless you’re a rank 5 wizard."

Angele finally understood why it took him so long to land on the ground. He glanced at the two and questioned, "Don’t tell me this is the bottom of the tornado..."

"You’re correct!" Femora chuckled. "This is actually a forgotten area. You might be the strongest being of this area, you might be a wanderer from other realms, you might a wanted criminal, but none of that matters. There’s no rules here. The only thing you can rely on is your own power!" Femora flicked his finger.

*CHI*

An invisible energy ray hit Angele’s shoulder but it was blocked by a dark-red barrier.

"This is one of the strongest areas of this world." The man with a beard chuckled.

"He blocked your attack like nothing, Femora, the last one was killed by this."

Angele smiled, he knew that Femora just wanted to test his power, so he was not enraged. He was still sipping the wine from the cup and listened to the man’s explanation.

"Strong beings from all the areas are welcomed here. If you can travel through the storm force and enter the underground world in the twisted dimension, you’ll be able to reach the bottom of the tornado and find the Doomsday Inn. This place is called doomsday for a reason."