Chapter 742: 'Master Key”
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Chapter 742: “Master Key”
Although they successfully defeated Count Urie, they were still trapped in the barrier.
In theory, as long as the intensity was sufficient, it should have been possible to break through the barrier. This was what was known as “might makes right.”
However, as Count Urie was launched into the barrier, it bounced back rather cartoonishly. The barrier didn’t even shake... It showed how sturdy the barrier was.
Annan originally intended to use the “Tyrant’s” triple amplification. By self-harming to critically low health, he then planned to unleash a Brilliant Sword attack to break the barrier.
However, Jacob’s words convinced him otherwise.
“Your Majesty, we had no idea what would happen after the barrier was broken. It might have deflected the attack back, or it could have exploded. There was also a chance it would alert others... The barrier might even absorb damage, or even use the lives of ordinary people to repair itself.”
“You’re right.” Annan nodded in agreement.
He asked, “So do you have any solution?”
“Certainly.” Jacob said confidently, “I can break the barrier of this level.”
Watching his solemn and earnest demeanor, Annan was skeptical yet somewhat convinced.
Annan decided to give Jacob a chance. You can track the origins of this material back to n0velbin★
“This looks like a composite ritual of Grail-holding Lady mixed with Red Knight, manifesting the [colosseum]. At the same time, it is also a [stage] and a [battlefield].”
Following behind Jacob, Annan casually remarked, “Logically, once we have the victor, this barrier will no longer be a [colosseum] or a [battlefield], it will be resolved through the ‘curtain call’...”
“It doesn’t have to be so troublesome.” Jacob smiled, “A barrier of this level can’t stop me...”
After the battle, Jacob slowly regained himself.
Previously, he was hiding everywhere, driven to flee like a mouse... However, when everyone was too busy to pay attention to him, the attacks from both sides were cleverly executed, yet none managed to hit him.
“That’s part of the ritual. I won’t be hit by ‘stray attacks’. To hit me, you would need to launch at least two consecutive attacks specifically targeting me. Those attacks not aimed at me won’t hit me.”
With Jacob’s brilliant mind, if combined with some transcended profession... it might even create a new profession.
For instance, using the ritual embedded within the body in combination with curses collected by hunters, spreading them outwards? Or using a warrior’s robust physique to store a large number of rituals within the body? Or even, allowing Shaping Wizards to transform, to a certain extent, internal organs or tissues as part of a specific ritual...
In some rituals, hearts, blood, or bones were used. However, not all rituals needed to consume these materials — some organs were just needed as a medium.
So? Why can’t we use the organs in our bodies as ritual mediums?
“You are a genius.” Annan praised.
Maybe Jacob’s experience and knowledge can’t be applied to the players.
But his ideas themselves have considerable value.
After being praised by Annan, Jacob smiled sheepishly.
Jacob, who had been beaten before, finally no longer felt embarrassed this time without anyone interfering. He demonstrated his profound ritual knowledge and why he was known as “Lockpicker”.
He first took an antidote in advance, then took out a poisoned steel nail and slowly drove it through the palm of his left hand, all the way to the back of his hand. The venom paralyzed his sense of pain, enabling him to do this.
He began to chant simultaneously, “I am the lock, steel is my key — I open my flesh with potent poison, as a key unlocks every door.”
As he chanted, he pulled out the steel nails and put his left hand close to the barrier.
“I am the door, and the thing I cling to is the wall. This wall has no door, but I am the door!
“I open all locks with potent poison, thus I am the key — I shall open all doors.”
As he spoke, he pulled his left hand, which was attached to the barrier, back towards himself.
A vortex-like illusory door, centered on the wound in his palm, spread across the barrier.
The shape of that door resembled a body pierced by a steel nail, magnified countless times.
“Okay...please come over.” Jacob smiled and turned around.
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Chapter 742: “Master Key”
Although they successfully defeated Count Urie, they were still trapped in the barrier.
In theory, as long as the intensity was sufficient, it should have been possible to break through the barrier. This was what was known as “might makes right.”
However, as Count Urie was launched into the barrier, it bounced back rather cartoonishly. The barrier didn’t even shake... It showed how sturdy the barrier was.
Annan originally intended to use the “Tyrant’s” triple amplification. By self-harming to critically low health, he then planned to unleash a Brilliant Sword attack to break the barrier.
However, Jacob’s words convinced him otherwise.
“Your Majesty, we had no idea what would happen after the barrier was broken. It might have deflected the attack back, or it could have exploded. There was also a chance it would alert others... The barrier might even absorb damage, or even use the lives of ordinary people to repair itself.”
“You’re right.” Annan nodded in agreement.
He asked, “So do you have any solution?”
“Certainly.” Jacob said confidently, “I can break the barrier of this level.”
Watching his solemn and earnest demeanor, Annan was skeptical yet somewhat convinced.
Annan decided to give Jacob a chance. You can track the origins of this material back to n0velbin★
“This looks like a composite ritual of Grail-holding Lady mixed with Red Knight, manifesting the [colosseum]. At the same time, it is also a [stage] and a [battlefield].”
Following behind Jacob, Annan casually remarked, “Logically, once we have the victor, this barrier will no longer be a [colosseum] or a [battlefield], it will be resolved through the ‘curtain call’...”
“It doesn’t have to be so troublesome.” Jacob smiled, “A barrier of this level can’t stop me...”
After the battle, Jacob slowly regained himself.
Previously, he was hiding everywhere, driven to flee like a mouse... However, when everyone was too busy to pay attention to him, the attacks from both sides were cleverly executed, yet none managed to hit him.
“That’s part of the ritual. I won’t be hit by ‘stray attacks’. To hit me, you would need to launch at least two consecutive attacks specifically targeting me. Those attacks not aimed at me won’t hit me.”
With Jacob’s brilliant mind, if combined with some transcended profession... it might even create a new profession.
For instance, using the ritual embedded within the body in combination with curses collected by hunters, spreading them outwards? Or using a warrior’s robust physique to store a large number of rituals within the body? Or even, allowing Shaping Wizards to transform, to a certain extent, internal organs or tissues as part of a specific ritual...
In some rituals, hearts, blood, or bones were used. However, not all rituals needed to consume these materials — some organs were just needed as a medium.
So? Why can’t we use the organs in our bodies as ritual mediums?
“You are a genius.” Annan praised.
Maybe Jacob’s experience and knowledge can’t be applied to the players.
But his ideas themselves have considerable value.
After being praised by Annan, Jacob smiled sheepishly.
Jacob, who had been beaten before, finally no longer felt embarrassed this time without anyone interfering. He demonstrated his profound ritual knowledge and why he was known as “Lockpicker”.
He first took an antidote in advance, then took out a poisoned steel nail and slowly drove it through the palm of his left hand, all the way to the back of his hand. The venom paralyzed his sense of pain, enabling him to do this.
He began to chant simultaneously, “I am the lock, steel is my key — I open my flesh with potent poison, as a key unlocks every door.”
As he chanted, he pulled out the steel nails and put his left hand close to the barrier.
“I am the door, and the thing I cling to is the wall. This wall has no door, but I am the door!
“I open all locks with potent poison, thus I am the key — I shall open all doors.”
As he spoke, he pulled his left hand, which was attached to the barrier, back towards himself.
A vortex-like illusory door, centered on the wound in his palm, spread across the barrier.
The shape of that door resembled a body pierced by a steel nail, magnified countless times.
“Okay...please come over.” Jacob smiled and turned around.
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Chapter 742: Master Key Although they successfully defeated Count Urie, they were still trapped in the barrier. In theory, as long as the intensity was sufficient, it should have been possible to break through the barrier. This was what was known as might makes right. However, as Count Urie was launched into the barrier, it bounced back rather cartoonishly. The barrier didn't even shake... It showed how sturdy the barrier was. Annan originally intended to use the Tyrant's triple amplification. By self-harming to critically low health, he then planned to unleash a Brilliant Sword attack to break the barrier. However, Jacob's words convinced him otherwise. Your Majesty, we had no idea what would happen after the barrier was broken. It might have deflected the attack back, or it could have exploded. There was also a chance it would alert others... The barrier might even absorb damage, or even use the lives of ordinary people to repair itself. You're right. Annan nodded in agreement. He asked, So do you have any solution? Certainly. Jacob said confidently, I can break the barrier of this level. Watching his solemn and earnest demeanor, Annan was skeptical yet somewhat convinced. Annan decided to give Jacob a chance. You can track the origins of this material back to n0velbinThis looks like a composite ritual of Grail-holding Lady mixed with Red Knight, manifesting the colosseum. At the same time, it is also a stage and a battlefield. Following behind Jacob, Annan casually remarked, Logically, once we have the victor, this barrier will no longer be a colosseum or a battlefield, it will be resolved through the curtain call'... It doesn't have to be so troublesome. Jacob smiled, A barrier of this level can't stop me... After the battle, Jacob slowly regained himself. Previously, he was hiding everywhere, driven to flee like a mouse... However, when everyone was too busy to pay attention to him, the attacks from both sides were cleverly executed, yet none managed to hit him. That's part of the ritual. I won't be hit by stray attacks'. To hit me, you would need to launch at least two consecutive attacks specifically targeting me. Those attacks not aimed at me won't hit me. With Jacob's brilliant mind, if combined with some transcended profession... it might even create a new profession. For instance, using the ritual embedded within the body in combination with curses collected by hunters, spreading them outwards? Or using a warrior's robust physique to store a large number of rituals within the body? Or even, allowing Shaping Wizards to transform, to a certain extent, internal organs or tissues as part of a specific ritual... In some rituals, hearts, blood, or bones were used. However, not all rituals needed to consume these materials some organs were just needed as a medium. So? Why can't we use the organs in our bodies as ritual mediums? You are a genius. Annan praised. Maybe Jacob's experience and knowledge can't be applied to the players. But his ideas themselves have considerable value. After being praised by Annan, Jacob smiled sheepishly. Jacob, who had been beaten before, finally no longer felt embarrassed this time without anyone interfering. He demonstrated his profound ritual knowledge and why he was known as Lockpicker. He first took an antidote in advance, then took out a poisoned steel nail and slowly drove it through the palm of his left hand, all the way to the back of his hand. The venom paralyzed his sense of pain, enabling him to do this. He began to chant simultaneously, I am the lock, steel is my key I open my flesh with potent poison, as a key unlocks every door. As he chanted, he pulled out the steel nails and put his left hand close to the barrier. I am the door, and the thing I cling to is the wall. This wall has no door, but I am the door! I open all locks with potent poison, thus I am the key I shall open all doors. As he spoke, he pulled his left hand, which was attached to the barrier, back towards himself. A vortex-like illusory door, centered on the wound in his palm, spread across the barrier. The shape of that door resembled a body pierced by a steel nail, magnified countless times. Okay...please come over. Jacob smiled and turned around. Thank you for supporting our novels. Your comment, interaction, and just by reading the novels are a great support to us! Discover what unfolds next by accessing the chapters before anyone else! Your support means the world to us! Click here to access our support page.
