Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure Chapter 2162: Can we fix it? (2)
Previously on Shota's Isekai NTR Adventure...
This structure, initially appearing unremarkable and akin to a simple storage facility, held a hidden significance. The ethereal trail of light guiding us here undeniably suggested it was more than it seemed.
Whatever lay within merited the remarkable light show. However, our current vantage point offered no clear answers.
Lupus and Joan seemed hesitant at first, but they followed my lead as I ventured inside. Their loyalty meant they'd accompany me wherever I went.
Upon reaching the entrance, a familiar phenomenon occurred: lights flared to life, illuminating the interior.
The radiance bathed the entire building, revealing its contents. Yet, much like the other structures, it was filled with naught but debris. This ancient civilization had fallen into such profound decay that it seemed nothing had endured the ravages of time.
Still, the guiding light persisted, pointing towards an unseen objective. Driven by this, I resumed my pursuit.
But before I could take another step forward...
Lupus surged ahead, shaking her head before turning to face the path ahead. Her stance radiated a clear message: 'I shall take the lead.'
I remained silent, understanding her protective intentions. Yet, my intuition told me there was nothing significant here.
My senses, amplified by absorbing the God of Creation's inheritance, had become extraordinarily acute. Despite the ongoing adjustment period, I could definitively discern the absence of anything substantial. Had anything of consequence been present, I would have detected it long before.
Consequently, I allowed Lupus to lead, offering no protest.
An interesting revelation also emerged: I finally understood how Lupus had initially located the main temple.
As I suspected, her exceptional sense of smell was the key. Lingering scents, faint remnants from an eons-old civilization, were her guide. Utilizing these olfactory clues alone, she had pinpointed the locations of the various temples. Then, as the scent intensified, she identified the primary temple among them.
This feat was undoubtedly only achievable through Lupus's unparalleled olfactory prowess. The scent was so subtle that only an extraordinary sense of smell could detect it.
Yet, even with such a gift, she failed to realize this place was utterly devoid of anything significant.
After forging ahead, Lupus seemed unable to discover anything of interest.
While Lupus meticulously scoured the building for hidden threats, my attention was fixed on discerning the destination of the guiding light.
The light's path culminated at a closed door.
The sight of it caused my brow to furrow involuntarily.
After all, no other doors were present in this vicinity.
Every other entryway, not just within this structure but across all the buildings, had succumbed to time's decay, reduced to rubble. For this door to remain intact was undeniable proof of its construction from a special, time-resistant material.
"No, it's not impervious. It's simply a very robust door."
Indeed, beneath the ambient glow, I could discern marks etched upon its surface, evidence that time had indeed left its mark. Nevertheless, its resilience allowed it to withstand the ages.
This observation solidified a crucial understanding.
Whatever lay beyond this threshold was undoubtedly extraordinary.
It seemed Solista had guided us to precisely the right location.
Lupus, having initially swept the entire area, shifted her focus to the door once she confirmed its emptiness. Her expression mirrored mine, a flicker of surprise crossing her features.
"There's something peculiar beyond the door."
Her words confirmed what I already suspected, even without her voicing it.
However, I granted her the time to investigate, recognizing her intent to ensure our safety.
Once she concluded her assessment, I approached the door and attempted to push it open.
The challenge was immediate: it refused to budge, regardless of the force I applied.
It strongly suggested an obstruction or a locking mechanism on the other side preventing its movement.
Ultimately, I refrained from assaulting the door, recognizing the potential repercussions.
We had absolutely no knowledge of what awaited us on the other side.
It wasn’t that I harbored any fear of harm lurking beyond, rather, I hesitated to risk damaging whatever lay behind the door with an abrupt assault. Solista had specifically led us to this point, intending for us to witness what was concealed here. It would be a shame if our forceful entry resulted in its destruction. Consequently, I approached the entrance, examining it with deliberate slowness. After a period of observation, I lifted my hand, beginning to channel my divine energy. "Hold on, that's excessive!" I was genuinely surprised by the sheer amount of power I was unleashing.