After a while, the sky above the collapsed forest suddenly tore open, and an illusory, mysterious gate appeared.
The gate silently opened, and out walked a handsome man with black hair and golden eyes, wearing a sharp suit, mature and refined.
Before he could survey the scene, he heard a bang of a sonic boom, felt a violent hurricane blowing, and saw an imposing middle‑aged man appear slightly ahead and to the side.
That middle‑aged man had notably large earlobes, deep blue, thick and round hair, and his eyes seemed to hide countless lightning bolts.
He was a cardinal of the
This cleric, wearing a black robe embroidered with storm symbols, looked left and right, then turned his gaze to the golden‑eyed man and asked in a thunderous voice: «Selt, what happened here?»
The golden‑eyed man called Selt shook his head: «I just arrived too.»
As he said this, from the void on the other side a nearly transparent spiritual body as large as a mountain emerged and placed a figure in midair.
That figure wore an archbishop’s robe with a black base and red patterns, deep‑set eyes, and no beard; it was
After the huge spiritual body completed its task, it immediately shrank and disappeared into the mouth of the saint Anthony. At the same time, a spirit with long black hair covering its face and a transparent lower half manifested behind Anthony, supporting his shoulder to prevent him from falling.
In the next second, a surging air current rushed from the Backlund city area, pushing a figure at high speed close to this area.
Soon the figure stopped; it was an old man in a white priestly robe and a clerical soft cap, with a kind and gentle face.
The jet of air from behind the old man then disappeared, and a dark, metallic‑looking tube retracted into his body.
This was the archbishop of the Backlund diocese of the
He hung strangely still in midair, looked around, and said: «Although the battle here wasn’t too intense, it’s definitely at the saint level.
«Also, the residual contamination is simply, simply…»
As he spoke, the four demigods simultaneously looked down at the center of the collapsed forest.
There a Tarot card was stuck, depicting an old man leaning on a staff and holding a glass lamp.
The «Hermit» card!
Radar Valentine, Selt, Anthony, and Holamick all fell silent, and for a moment no one spoke.
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Above the
As soon as this «0»‑level sealed artefact was offered up, the entire «Sefirah Castle» began to stir, like water reaching its boiling point.
Vast power, like steam, activated on its own, converged into a torrent, and completely submerged the «Box of the Old Days», wrapping it layer after layer, binding it tightly.
At this moment, that silver‑black three‑layered «jewelry box» inlaid with gems seemed like a tiny insect in amber, with no room to move.
«Before, the ‘Sefirah Castle’ only reacted when I spied on a True God or an Angel King and suffered damage… This is the first time it has responded similarly to an external item…» Klein couldn’t help raising his right hand to wipe non‑existent sweat.
Frankly, he was a bit shaken, feeling that he had gotten a little cocky after initially mastering the Sefirah Castle.
In the past, he would never have dared to let a «0»‑level sealed artefact enter here, but this time, because it didn’t involve «Uniqueness» and he himself had fundamentally improved compared to the past, he considered trying.
«At least it’s under control… I’ll have to tell Lady Hermit and the others not to sacrifice everything they find to me. I’m not a junk collector…» Klein muttered, and began to examine the «Box of the Old Days».
He remembered that Miss «Magician» was still inside this sealed artefact, so he intended to quickly figure out the situation with the «Box of the Old Days», lest the bait be killed by the delay.
«The level of this sealed artefact is very high. The ‘Magic Mirror’