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In these ceaselessly struggling undead hands, a path was cleaved, extending from the tree door where Angel stood into unknown depths.
As if the same as the path before, it seemed to be deliberately set forth to guide Angel.
However, it was both guidance and a threat.
Because amongst the deadly pale, slightly greenish hands of the undead, Angel could clearly see that some contained pupils in their palms; it was evident they were composite undead, likely aggregate bodies of spiritual remains.
The potential explosion of so many undead aggregates was unimaginable.
Clearly, the mastermind behind the scenes was using this method to convey the horror and danger of this place to Angel, warning him not to act recklessly.
In the face of such threats, Angel chuckled softly in his heart, unconcerned as he stepped onto the path.
