527 Trapped
The human race and the other races around it were very relaxed. There were no fallen moons in this region, so things remained relatively peaceful., unlike in the other regions, where bloody battles raged on continuously.
It was as if they were in different worlds.
The situation of the war quickly progressed, as the meetings remained fruitless.
Then, Prometheus finally found the location provided by the Great Lord, which was a narrow cave.
In the cave, the murals on the walls could be clearly seen, and they were well preserved!
Prometheus was very surprised. The Great Lord was truly resourceful. He even managed to find this!
If he had not seen this with his own eyes, it would be hard to believe.
The murals were vivid, and displayed various things on the walls of the cave.
It was quite magical.
By examining these murals, the Knights of the Round Table were indeed able to find clues that led them to conclude that killing their jinxes would allow them to reach the demigod realm. That much was obvious.
However, based on the things recorded on the mural, it did not seem like the work of the Elder Council, unless of course he could prove that this mural had been created recently.
A small device appeared in Prometheus’ hand.
The instrument was only the size of a palm and was completely black.
At one end of the instrument was a very sharp little probe.
When Prometheus pressed the small probe, the small palm-sized device transformed into a spider-like device with legs.
The spider legs moved quickly on the wall and over to the murals.
This instrument was used to detect the Dao aura. It could not detect the quantity of Dao aura, but could tell when it had been condensed.
It was a little bit like carbon dating.
Prometheus had also brought this device with him as the Great Lord had suggested it. After all, all accusations required evidence.
He needed to confirm that there was really a traitor. If there was, then he would be able to identify and track that person down later.
The premise had to be confirmed first.
If this device indicated that the Dao aura here was condensed recently, it would mean that someone from the moon god race had indeed betrayed them.
However, if the converse was true, and the Dao aura had been condensed a long time ago…
It meant that the Elder Council was not at fault.
Now, it all boiled down to the test results.
The test process did not take long, just about an hour. When the final result was placed in front of Prometheus, his expression went blank.
According to the device, the Dao aura had been condensed about 30 days ago!?
Prometheus’ heart was filled with shock at this moment.
He had originally thought that there would only be two results.
It could have been more than ten years ago, twenty years ago, or a long time ago, but the test results showed 30 days!
Prometheus immediately began to think carefully, and finally came to a clear conclusion.
“I was tricked by the Great Lord!”
Prometheus began to panic.
He immediately tried to leave the area, but he found that the area had been completely sealed off. Layers of formation prevented him from exiting the cave.
To Prometheus’ shock, he found himself locked up in the moon god race’s dungeon!
This kind of dungeon was specially used to imprison demigods like him. Only the Great Lord and a very small number of people knew how to create these dungeons, which could only be opened from the outside!
Even demigods would not be able to force their way out!
In other words, the Great Lord had used this clue to trick Prometheus into coming to this place.
“I’m finished.”
Prometheus looked at the walls of the cave and sensed the power of the formation. He knew that he was completely trapped in this place.
He had been too careless.
He had never thought that the Great Lord would target him.
“If this thing was made 30 days ago, the mastermind has to be the Great Lord.”
“He was the one who forged these things and locked me up.”
Prometheus did not even need to try to escape. He knew that even if he attacked with all his might, he would not be able to break this formation.
Moreover, because he was careless, he had even activated the formation by touching the mural on the wall with his own hands, which was equivalent to walking into a trap.
That being said, the question as to why the Great Lord had targeted him still remained.
Prometheus’ expression gradually turned cold.
Now that he was a demigod, it would be very difficult for him to die, unless he chose to commit suicide.
This formation was purely defensive in nature too. It was a prison, not a killing device.
He thought about it carefully for a while as his expression turned serious.
