Chapter 182: The Most Handsome Paladin on the Continent
Light bent ever so slightly along the fissure, causing less distortion than even scattered particles of dust would have. Without careful scrutiny, it would have been impossible to detect.
"It took seventeen centuries to produce the faintest crack in this seal… Without fate's guidance, I would never have found it. Very impressive, Arthur Lyon. No wonder you were able to slay the Dragon Tyrant."
Ambrose tried probing it with his magic to minimal effect.
This crack was merely damage from the seal's gradual decay, not some deliberate key left behind for later generations.
Arthur Lyon had never intended for anyone to find this artifact. The seal was a lock forged without a key from the very beginning. There was no proper method to undo it.
Ambrose could only break it by force.
Holy light and dark magic were fundamentally incompatible. If he corroded the seal with dark magic, its power would inevitably weaken, and the seal would collapse.
That seemed to be the only option.
He wasn't worried about a potential self-destruct mechanism. There was no way the artifact would be destroyed or banished into the void if the seal were forcibly dismantled.