Chapter 830: Seems to be Playing a Very New Method of Balance

Stuffing the others into the space, Ang held Tuhilix and blocked him in front of himself, approaching one of the detectors. When dark element fluctuations approached, Ang would shrink behind Tuhilix.

The dark element fluctuations swept over Tuhilix's body, but there was no change at all. There was no sudden triggering of stronger fluctuations, nor did it sound an alarm. It seemed to really identify Tuhilix as one of their own.

It worked. Ang immediately rushed a distance with him as cover, then dragged him to the side and back.

These detectors were arranged at the entrance, and the range of the fluctuations overlapped. The route Ang was moving along would be covered by the fluctuations of at least five detectors.

However, this couldn't stump Ang. The fluctuations of the five detectors had gaps and wouldn't cover all positions at the same time. As long as he grasped the gaps in their arrival, found the right points of the gaps, and arrived at these points before the fluctuations reached them, he would only need to face the fluctuations from one direction.

This way, Ang could use Tuhilix as cover to block the detection from five directions.

To do this required precise calculation of the gaps in the arrival of the fluctuations, but while others needed to calculate, Ang could see them directly because he had the Ring of Scales.

*Ceng ceng ceng*... Spinning Tuhilix until he was dizzy, Ang blocked all the detection fluctuations, rushed through this area of dark element fluctuations, and immediately pulled out the Monarch.

The Monarch also immediately transformed into smoke and rolled everyone into it. The void became empty again. No one discovered that there was an extra mass of thin smoke.

Ang continued to pull out Anthony, Negris, and the others. Under the Monarch's wrapping, they avoided the light ball and drifted in a large circle toward the magic array behind.

The closer they got to the magic array, the more everyone discovered the scale of this magic array.

"It looks several times larger than the Starburst Array." Negris said in shock.

Anthony also said in surprise: "Yes, it's much thicker than the Starburst Array. The Starburst Array looks big, but it's just a thin layer, like a pancake. This one is not only bigger than the Starburst Array but also thick, like several layers stacked together. Doesn't this have to house millions of people?"

Except for the core circle, the rest of the Starburst Array was a combination of circles, rings, and lines. It looked big but was very thin and empty. Even so, hundreds of thousands of people were crowded onto the Starburst Array.

The magic array before them had almost no parts that were just for show. It was like a solid stone fortress, the kind that looked like it had a lot of usable space.

Who knows if it was because they had confidence in the dark element detectors at the entrance, or because there had been no intrusion here for too long, leading to a loss of vigilance, but everyone didn't encounter any detection or sentries until they entered the magic array.

Passing through an entrance with an air-membrane magic array, they were immediately startled by a landslide-like shout: "Adams! Forbidden God! Adams! Forbidden God! Adams!"

The sound was like millions of people shouting together. The entire magic array was trembling, and Ang simultaneously felt a massive amount of faith power gathering, all surging toward one direction. That direction seemed to be where the light ball was.

Negris, who was a bit shaken, muttered: "What's the situation?" While carefully stretching his neck and poking his head out, the scene he saw startled him.

He saw that all the flat surfaces were filled with people kneeling. Everyone was fanatically shouting the same name. Some people were too excited, their eyes red, tears in their eyes, and some even fainted from excitement. This was a group fanaticism phenomenon that only occurred in the most devout prayer meetings.

Anthony was a bit confused. What's going on? Such a fanatical atmosphere—usually, he could only stimulate it to this extent when he presided over ceremonies. Could there be a Great Bishop here as powerful as him?

Anthony didn't believe it. He poked his head out to look around and soon found an abnormal place.

Under normal circumstances, the closer to the host, the more concentrated the power of faith would be. However, that place was too far from here, and there were pillars blocking the view, so he couldn't see who was presiding.

Just as everyone was preparing to take a detour to see clearly, the prayer meeting seemed to be coming to an end. After everyone finished shouting until they were hoarse, their emotions slowly calmed down. The kneeling believers helped each other stand up, with expressions of exhaustion but satisfaction, and each walked toward their own small cubicles.

Each small cubicle was like a honeycomb, filling the high walls on both sides and extending along the road to the other end of the magic array. The entire internal space was filled with these identical small cubicles, each connected by balconies, corridors, and stairs, like independent rooms.

"970,000." Ang suddenly said.

"Ah? What 970,000? People?" Negris asked. He realized Ang was using the Ring of Scales to weigh things again.

Ang shook his head: "Rooms."

"Oh, so there are 970,000 rooms in this part, right? What about the other areas? Can't see them, right?" Negris asked.

Ang nodded. The Ring of Scales needed to "see" to weigh. If he couldn't see, there was no way. As for whether it was seen by the main body or a clone, or seen by the subjects and then shared vision with him, it didn't matter. As long as it was "seen".

The area he could see had 970,000. According to the shape seen from the outside, there should be five other identical areas. If each had so many rooms, then roughly estimated, there were nearly 5 million rooms inside the entire magic array.

If each room housed one person, there were nearly 5 million people here. But what if some rooms housed more than one person?

After a rough calculation, Anthony couldn't help but open his mouth wide: "Millions of people. How can so many people be supported? What do they eat? Where is there space to plant things?"

Hearing about planting things, Ang couldn't help but straighten his back.

Negris knew what he wanted to do without him lifting his butt. Before he could speak, he interrupted: "We have no time to plant things. Don't even think about it."

Oh... Ang slumped down in disappointment again.

The Monarch said: "No, we need to figure out this problem. They seem to be playing a very new method of balance, using dark elements and faith power to maintain the balance here without the need for other external power input. You should know that without external power input, a closed environment cannot maintain balance."

Negris was at a loss. Anthony reminded him: "Just like the Palace of Rest." In the original Palace of Rest, if Ang hadn't constantly planted things to maintain a fragile balance, it would have collapsed long ago.

Tuhilix also said: "I know, the world eventually returns to chaos."

The Monarch looked at him inexplicably and said: "Anyway, we need to figure out what method they use to maintain balance in such a closed environment. This is very likely the key to breaking the Great Desert of Energy Levels."

Nage Lisi and Anthony actually did not want to complicate matters; they could not understand the Great Desolate Desert's energy level, but it was already meaningless. As soon as the Monarch finished speaking, Ang excitedly brought out the Death Scythe, looking as if he were prepared to clarify this issue even if it meant piercing through the entire magic array.