The entrance to the passage, like a gray translucent crystal, began to boil from the inside as these powers were infused. Dark gray flocculents, the texture gradually becoming softer, rolled through the calm surface, surging around the entrance like a mist.

However, the mirror-like solid entrance still reflected the faint light emitted from the Amethyst Staff, refusing to disappear.

Lukka reached out his staff and struck it twice, causing a "click" sound on the surface of the crystal. The only thing that can penetrate this plane is the magical energy and the gray clouds inside the channel, and people obviously can't get through.

The only way to open this passage is to smash the plane. It's just that Lukka has injected almost all of the monophyletic power into it, but it has no effect on this surface. Think about it, too, since it allows energy to pass through directly, it must not be subjected to the corresponding force.

"The location of each system of energy should have an impact on the overall effect. ”

Crete's voice sounded behind Luka, which surprised him slightly, and at such times, it is usually necessary to shut up and speak out.

However, with Crete's eyesight, it is not strange to see through the essence of the power of each system, and with such a reminder, Lukka also thought of the arrangement of these six systems of spells in the spiritual starry sky.

Starting from due north, the clockwise direction is: Plasticity, Change, Spirit, Illusion, Prophecy, and Summoning. He silently repeated the sequence in his mind, and began to set about putting the individual forces that entered the passage into their place.

This action consumed a lot of his vitality, and the potion was handed over bottle by bottle, and Phil couldn't help frowning as he looked at the dwindling inventory in his pocket.

Just as he picked up the last bottle of potion, a scream of magical energy suddenly sounded at the mouth of the passage.

Behind the hard crystals, six kinds of magical energy that shimmered with silver light were distributed in an orderly manner, each occupying one-sixth. Then, the energy slowly swirled to form a vortex of magic, and with each turn, it stirred up more gray clouds that traveled back and forth across the crystal's surface.

The vortex spun faster and faster, and finally the crystal surface could not withstand the ensuing pressure, and the first crack appeared. Soon, tiny cracks spread across the entire plane, and eventually, with a crisp sound of glass shattering, the plane that sealed the entire entrance fell apart.

The shattered crystals did not fall to the ground like broken glass, and as soon as they left the surface of the crystals, they quickly vaporized and merged into the surging clouds. And this has accelerated the process of fragmentation.

It didn't take long for the entrance to the passage to change from a translucent crystalline plane to a completely opaque unknown object shrouded in dark gray mist.

"Seems to be going well. Lukka looked at the last bottle of potion in Phil's hand, but he shouted in his heart that it was dangerous. The consumption of blood magic on his life has multiplied several times over time, and if it takes a few more minutes, it will not be able to be replenished by this bottle of potion.

"What's inside the mist?" asked Ollie as she leaned over to the entrance.

"I really don't know. Lukka shook his head, "Can you see Crete?"

Shut up and unwilling to be lonely, she flew over and landed on his shoulder—now that Lukka had opened the passage, it could finally get closer and observe without fear of causing a magical disturbance to itself. It dug out from under its wings for a long time, felt for the shattered fragment of Crete's eye, fastened it to its head with a bungee cord, and looked down at the entrance below.

"I can't even see it clearly with this. Shut up, visibly disappointed, it turned back to Crete and shouted, "Can you see?"

Crete frowned for a while, took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, picked up his handkerchief and wiped it while saying, "I only see that there are still gray clouds behind me." ”

"Is this open, then?" said Phil walked over to the entrance and crouched down, trying to reach out but not daring, picking up an empty bottle that Lukka had left and throwing it down.

"Don't throw!" Covey's voice sounded almost at the same time as his movements, and after all, it was still half a beat slower. The bottle disappeared into a dark gray cloud, without even making a sound.

"Could there be any problems?" asked Phil.

"There is no big problem, but I don't know which world there will be a glass bottle that doesn't belong to it. Covey said.

"I don't know which world, I used seven systems of magical energy, shouldn't I be connected to the Divine Domain?" Lukka asked.

"There's nothing wrong with the connection," Covey nodded, "but that bottle doesn't have divine power, and it can't enter the Divine Domain, so it will definitely be bounced open and fall into some corner." ”

Lukka laughed, "So now is the time for you to contribute, lend me the divine power." ”

"It's lent to us. Ollie said, "Do you want to go by yourself?"

"Well," Lukka knew very well that he couldn't stop these guys, "how many people can you lend your divine power to at the same time?"

"The number of people is not a problem, it is the time that matters. "Within twenty-four hours from the moment you enter the passage, I can guarantee that each of you has the same godhead as I do." ”

"Let's get started," Lukka looked back at the group again, "and those who want to quit now can stay here as backup." ”

Obviously, no one wants to be left behind at this time, not even Dolan wants to stay.

"I'm all at the door, if I don't go in and take a spin, how are you going to write my song?" said the wood spirit.

Lukka nodded to Covey, who walked up to him and said, "Come to me, remember, you can move as you like during these twenty-four hours, but if the time comes, you must leave the Divine Domain, or the repulsion there will tear you to pieces finer than flour." ”

"Remember the time, don't act alone, you can't wait for anyone when the time limit is up. Lukka pulled out his pocket watch and looked at it, nine-forty-three.

Covey raised his left hand with the ring, and from the position of the ring, a golden light emanated, spilling on everyone, dyeing everyone with a layer of gold.

"That's it?" Lukka asked, holding up his hand and looking at his glowing golden skin.

"Not yet, you have silver coins, right?" asked Covey.

Lukka nodded, shut up and shook her head, and Thea immediately clenched her pockets.

"One, two......" Covey counted the number of people, and as a result, Lukka handed the money bag, counted out eight silver coins from it, and brushed it with his fingertips, giving them a golden glow.

"With this, the light of divine power in your body can be maintained for a day. He explained.

Shut up and counted it again for him, looked at the people around him, and when everyone had received the coins, he cried out in dissatisfaction, "Where's mine? Why didn't you count me?"