As Jeremy and Ritchie continued to advance, their field of vision gradually expanded.
A dark area, sprinkled with glimmers of light, slowly came into view before them.
Jeremy began to sense an unusually powerful force ahead, so he slowed his pace and ultimately stopped before stepping into the dark area.
"What's wrong? Shouldn't we keep moving forward? If we do, we should be able to find the Tower of Exile soon."
Ritchie said with a slightly puzzled tone, looking at Jeremy from behind.
Jeremy did not respond to Ritchie's inquiry, instead, he turned his head to gaze at the direction behind the two of them.
The historical mist that had enveloped their past had completely disintegrated.
All the scenes had transformed into a series of shattered images, which rapidly vanished alongside the erosion of High-Dimensional Data.
Before long, the area behind the two was entirely cloaked in darkness.
"We have arrived at the Tower of Exile! The area we are in right now is the real location of the Tower of Exile!"
Jeremy took a deep breath and spoke these words with a slightly worried tone.
Ritchie looked around in surprise.
"What did you say? This area is the real location of the Tower of Exile? Why haven't I seen any tower-like structures? Shouldn't the Tower of Exile be, well, a tower?"
Ritchie's conjecture, undoubtedly, held a measure of validity.
Jeremy was at a loss for how to articulate his thoughts, after a moment of hesitation, he began to speak slowly.
"Based on the name 'Tower of Exile,' it seems like it should be a tall tower. However, we have encountered completely different situations before.
Perhaps the Tower of Exile is simply the name given to the dark area we are in now. Even if our assumption is wrong, we cannot move forward recklessly.
Don't forget that in the final stages of the historical mist, we entered the interior of the Tower of Exile within the mist. Even in the historical mist, the space inside the Tower of Exile was still very chaotic.
If we proceed without proper preparation, we will quickly get lost. Getting lost in the real Tower of Exile is extremely dangerous."
Jeremy's words ultimately convinced Ritchie.
Ritchie also agreed that they should proceed with caution.
"What should we do now? Should we just stay here and observe our surroundings? Or should we move towards the direction of those lights in the darkness?"
Although Ritchie agreed with Jeremy's judgment, he felt that they couldn't just stand still and do nothing.
Jeremy nodded.
"Let us proceed towards the direction where those beams of light are present. In any case, those illuminations should be able to provide us with some clues."
Ultimately, Jeremy concurred with Ritchie's perspective.
The two of them headed towards the nearest source of light.
After advancing for a short while, they came upon a wall, and the light they had seen earlier turned out to be a wall-mounted sconce.
They circled the sconce and observed it for a moment.
No matter what methods they tried, they couldn't directly shatter the lampshades.
"This situation feels off! If we keep wasting time, the White Tower will definitely be able to pinpoint our location. If it finds us, survival will be nearly impossible. Our current strength is just too weak."
The expression on Jeremy's face showed great urgency.
Although they hadn't encountered any danger yet, Jeremy knew that failing to find any clues meant they were already in significant danger.
At that moment, a heavy thudding sound suddenly reached Jeremy and Ritchie's ears.
The two instinctively hid in the shadows.
Not long after, a cyclops, shackled in chains, slowly walked past them not far away.
This cyclops was also holding a sconces that emitted a faint glow.
"We need to follow him closely! Maybe we can gather some clues from him!"
Jeremy lowered his voice and said to Ritchie.
Ritchie nodded, and then he began to leap through the shadows with Jeremy.
Although Jeremy had the talent of The King of Time and Space and could traverse between different areas, using that ability would cause temporal fluctuations.
If the cyclops detected those fluctuations, there was a strong possibility that Jeremy and Ritchie would be discovered.
However, leaping through the shadows posed no such risk.
The area they were in was very dark, even though there were some sources of light, the vast majority of the space remained completely unlit.
After a while of following the cyclops, Ritchie and Jeremy noticed that the cyclops had reached a wall.
The cyclops slammed the sconces against the wall, and then the sconces merged with the wall.
"So all the sconces we've seen came about this way! The cyclops must be a minion of the White Tower, right? Should we continue to follow him?"
Ritchie discerned some intriguing clues, and he promptly articulated his thoughts to Jeremy, seeking his perspective.
Jeremy remained silent, merely offering a nod in response.
Thus, the two continued to observe the cyclops's actions in hushed anticipation.
After forcefully embedding the sconces into the wall, the cyclops dragged his shackles as he slowly advanced into the depths of darkness.
Naturally, Jeremy and Ritchie hurried to keep pace with him.
After trailing the cyclops for approximately fifteen minutes, they suddenly noticed a tranquil river flowing directly ahead of them.
The cyclops showed no signs of slowing down despite the presence of the river. He gradually stepped into the water, ultimately being completely enveloped by it.
Witnessing this spectacle, Jeremy and Ritchie paused at the riverbank.
Both were engaged in contemplation, pondering whether to plunge into the river just as the cyclops had done.
Jeremy and Ritchie stared at the quietly flowing river for several minutes, deep in thought.
Jeremy was the first to break the silence.