After walking quite a long stretch forward, the stone walls of the waterways on both sides gradually became lower, and the space ahead seemed to become more open.
Suddenly, Ronan's expression changed slightly, sensing something.
The golden chainsaw transformed from titanium swept to the sides like a giant whip, clearing the obstacles in front of him.
Ronan came to a spot at the base of the stone wall on one side, lifted a loosening, decayed stone slab with his hand, then gently placed his palm into a distinct groove beneath the slab.
Spiritual power injected.
"Buzz——"
Accompanied by a deep buzzing sound, it was as if some ancient device was slowly starting up.
Ronan saw, centered around the groove under his hand, glowing rune patterns began to rapidly extend outward.
"Swoosh——"
Not far away, a faint blue light beam descended, followed by a second one, a third...
