C267 CHAPTER267 THE REALM OF SUPPRESSION

Sam Moreels moved through the crowd, scanning his surroundings. The so-called entrance to the ancient ruins was actually a door formed by a solid white light, wide enough for three to five people to enter side by side.

"Lynphex, hold my left hand tight!"

"Uncle Moreels, grab my right hand!"

"Everyone else, get ready!"

Sam narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath