However, what was embarrassing was that the throne did not move at all, as if it had taken root here.
Blaine had already fully estimated the weight of the throne just now, and he had used seventy to eighty percent of his strength right from the start. But judging from the current situation, he had still underestimated it.
There was no other way. This time, Blaine directly used all his strength and tried to move it again. In the next second, the scene fell into embarrassment. No matter how hard Blaine tried or how he changed his position, he could do nothing to it.
This time, it was Blaine's turn to feel discouraged. Seeing that the secret was right under his feet, yet being completely helpless, wasn't this the same as a pervert watching a lazy woman bathe through glass, or a hungry man staring at a full banquet and thinking hard?
"Could it be that this throne also needs to recognize someone, just like Mjolnir?"
"That's just embarrassing me, isn't it?"
"Hmm?"
"Wait?"
"Meow-Meow Hammer?"
"Oh, right..."
Blaine slapped his head, as if he had thought of a solution.
Blaine stretched out his hand, slowly placed it on the throne in front of him, and then closed his eyes. Yes, he closed his eyes.
However, with just such a move, in the next second, following Blaine's thoughts, the throne disappeared from where it stood. He had not guessed wrong. Blaine had only tried it with a test mentality, yet he had truly succeeded. Because at this moment, the throne had been taken into Blaine's Hunter Space.
When the throne disappeared, the hole beneath it was naturally exposed. Blaine looked down. It turned out that what he had seen just now was not a hole, but the button of some kind of device. Oh, no—there was a depression in the stone slab, and it seemed something that had once been embedded there had been pried out. Then it had been exposed to the air, and because the sunken place was pitch-black, Blaine had mistaken it for the entrance of a cave.
However, when Blaine took a closer look, he found that the sunken shape was somewhat familiar.
Before he knew it, Blaine seemed to have taken out the mysterious metal key that had already been combined into one. After a slight comparison, the two were surprisingly similar. After thinking for a moment, Blaine raised his hand and boldly placed the metal in his hand into the depression.
Fortune was sought amid danger. How could one obtain tiger cubs without entering the tiger's den? This was probably Blaine's last bit of stubbornness.
When Blaine let go, the metal fragment fit perfectly inside. One depression, one protrusion—the two things seemed to be a complete set, and there was no gap at all when they were put together. If someone said this had formed naturally, Blaine would absolutely never believe it.
It was just that Blaine kept staring at the metal fragment the entire time, waiting left and right, yet for some reason, nothing happened. Could it be that someone had seen this kind of metal key fragment before, thought it was fun, and casually carved this thing? But these were two metal key fragments. That person could not have known that two metal key fragments could fuse together, even if they were bored.
Strange. Blaine thought it might have fallen into disrepair, so he casually knocked it with his hand. It would have been fine if he had not knocked it, but after that random knock, there was suddenly a clicking sound, as if a button had been triggered and pressed down.
In the next second, there was only a rumbling sound, and the stone slab Blaine was standing on suddenly split open to both sides, revealing a metal baffle inside once again.
In fact, there was nothing surprising about what Blaine saw. A key opened a lock and then revealed the mechanism inside. This was also an old routine, and there was nothing worth deliberating over. But to Blaine's surprise, he had thought that after the stone slab cracked open, there would be a long stone staircase underneath, leading to some unknown place. He had not expected it to be only a metal plate, and from the look of it, it could only accommodate two or three people standing on it. What was the situation...
Wasn't this supposed to be the origin of magic? Wasn't it supposed to be dark matter? Wasn't it the secret Blaine was looking for? What did it mean for a bright metal plate to suddenly appear?
Could it be that the old thing, the Ancient One, had lied to him? But this was the right place. At least, the location was correct.
He still remembered that the Ancient One had also said before that she had been curious about what that mass of dark matter was, so she had searched for it as well. Blaine estimated that at the time, the Ancient One might have only seen the throne made of branches and had not discovered these things at all. No wonder she had said she did not know what was going on...
And that Karoo had truly been lucky to pick up the dark matter. This was God wanting the Ancient One to become the savior.
Just when Blaine was at a loss and was about to use the Hunter Space to store the metal baffle, then take a look at what was underneath, he stood up and suddenly felt a sense of weightlessness from the soles of his feet, spreading through his body and into his brain.
He was falling.
Unexpectedly, this baffle was like an elevator. Blaine had stepped onto it, and it had automatically descended.
Advanced! High-tech! Interesting!
Now, Blaine could only smile wryly. Thinking about it carefully, Blaine already knew how advanced the planet he came from—or rather, that race—was. Their technological level and civilization had existed far earlier than he could imagine.
Even the defeated side had this kind of technology, let alone the other side. Blaine had only thought of ancient tunnels and caves, but had forgotten this. Elevators? Elevators manufactured using magnetic levitation technology would not be difficult for a civilization of that level.
Thump, thump, thump, thump...
As soon as Blaine's body stopped, he saw lights flashing on in front of him. But although they were lights, Blaine could not see where the bulbs were or where the lamps were installed. He always felt that the surrounding walls themselves were automatically emitting light.
With the light, Blaine also put Hawkeye away. Just now, Blaine had thought it would be dark down here. Unexpectedly, he did not know how many years had passed, yet at least the lights here could still be used.
Now that he had a field of vision, Blaine looked at the surrounding scenery.
This was a place like a corridor. Everything around him emitted a soft white light, making people feel indescribably comfortable. Even Blaine felt a sense of déjà vu, as if he had once lived in such an environment before.
Not only that, even the transparent white light above Blaine's head—that is, the blessing of the God of Luck—flickered rapidly. It was also like a child who had been away for many years finally coming home, constantly cheering and leaping about.
Looking closer, there were tiny lines behind the white light. It seemed to be made of metal, and the texture was the joint between one piece of metal and another.
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