A moment later, the colossal stone slab, towering over a hundred meters and suspended in the hall, suddenly vanished.
The entire hall instantly felt much more spacious, as the gigantic stone slab, filled with an ancient aura, disappeared so abruptly.
"Success... succeeded?" In the monitoring hall, the witch wearing mechanical lenses instinctively leaned forward, a rare look of surprise appearing on her icy face.
The old man Carl opened his mouth slightly, staring at the empty giant pit on the screen, momentarily speechless.
He had anticipated Duke's failure, anticipated Duke's exhaustion being taken advantage of by others, and even anticipated the chaos of contention if Duke managed to pull it out but couldn't take it away.
The only thing he hadn't anticipated was that such a massive stone slab could be so quietly and neatly stored away.
The calm on Russell Yinwen's scholarly face was finally broken.
