While the experts from the Beautiful Country were still arguing endlessly over the naming rights of the deep-sea island.
The Challenger had already reached the center of the island, hundreds of meters away from the monolithic stone.
They dared not proceed further.
Because around the stone, the seawater was in a bizarre, frozen solid state, seemingly held in check by some peculiar power, both were deeply afraid that if the Challenger entered that range, it would also be rendered motionless.
Though they couldn't approach, merely watching from afar was extraordinarily shocking.
In front of this stone, the Challenger appeared remarkably insignificant, a feeling of being in the shadow of a monumental presence filled both Barnes and Kerana.
Barnes craned his neck, gazing at the towering stone, amazed, "This stone is too high, there are no visible seams or cement traces; how was this constructed to stand unfazed in the deep sea?"
