The Vastness of Magical Destiny

The Door slowly swung open, and under the illumination of the Sphere of Light Spell, every inch inside and outside the dark passage was visible, to everyone’s surprise, the opening of the Door did not trigger any reaction, the brilliant light emitted by the Sphere of Light Spell pierced straight into the interior; the empty corridor inside seemed long abandoned, and as if unnoticed by anyone, a faint mist, like dust, silently seeped and permeated outward.

"What’s going on? It doesn’t seem like there’s anything abnormal. Newman, are you sure this is the target we’re looking for?" Rebry looked doubtfully into the empty space inside the Door,

"Yes, Rebry, look, this passage has come to an end. Regardless of whether it’s the final point of the entire secret path, just think about the number of ambushes and traps set up here. Then consider the dangers we’ve faced, and I’d bet there must be something worthwhile inside. Look! There’s also a secret door here, hmm, it appears there’s a ban as well. Let me take a good look at it."

Newman, the first to step into the Door of the passage, could not wait to pull out another Detection Ruler and began a thorough detection. This kind of Detection Ruler not only has an extremely sensitive magical perception ability but can also adopt predictive calculations for mechanisms, which is Newman’s favorite instrument.

After a tense round of detection and calculation, Newman could finally breathe a sigh of relief; the secret door, according to detection, had no traps. Everything was normal, but it required a series of complex calculations to find the method to activate the secret door. Fortunately, Newman was most skilled with this set of calculation rules. By computing in his mind, he had figured out that to open the secret door, he only needed to press and turn at the center of the seventh circle from the left, down in the countless circles on the surface of the secret door.

The Sphere of Light Spell suddenly extinguished, replaced by an even brighter Holy Light Spell that lit up the entire passage inside and out; amidst the astonished gazes of those present, the Mysterious Magician seemed to have a hint of confusion and chaos in her eyes.

Rising at this time, the Holy Light Spell seemed to have little significance, and it even contained provocative connotations—after all, most of the people present harbored Dark Magic Power. The Holy Light Spell, which was shining on everyone so unrestrainedly, seemed to some extent like a declaration of war, bathing everyone in Holy Light Power, which could weaken and reduce Dark Magic Power. Even Mihailovich realized something was wrong.