'Is it a Dungeon?' Sylas frowned.
The Basilisk King was quite intelligent, and Sylas could read its thoughts and intentions quite well, but there was something off.
When the Basilisk King mentioned the word "Dungeon", it was doing so vaguely as though that was just the best method it had to describe it, but it also knew that this wasn't exactly accurate either.
Sylas did some more thinking, and dug through the Basilisk King's memories a bit before he found the issue.
He kicked off the bottom of the volcano and soared upward until he found was he was looking for.
'There's a barrier here. But how did I pass so smoothly?'
Sylas' expression couldn't help but change. The barrier was powerful, exceedingly so. So powerful that even his own Rune Essence comprehension wouldn't be able to manipulate it like he had the Grimblade formation.
