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In the dark and damp cave, the flickering torches drew shadows on the walls like demons.
In the middle of a rare square altar.
The Sphere of the Death, which had been cast with the Shrinking Spell, slowly disappeared into a holy white light.
Immediately after.
A stone brick floated up from the base of the altar.
The stone brick shook violently in the air, making a rustling sound. A large amount of dust and stone chips fell from the brick.
Very quickly.
The outer shell of the stone brick was shaken off, revealing a few purple pages wrapped inside.
He saw those pages.
Blinken, who was guarding the centre of the altar, looked excited.
He solemnly took out a book from his bosom. Its outer shell was as hard as iron, and the cover was a palm with six fingers.
Shhh!
The book and the pages each emitted a piercing sound as if the water temperature of a kettle had reached a critical point.
