Inventor of another world, the little female ghost wants to kidnap me

Chapter 328 Familiar Magic Seal

Cassius and Shana also showed surprise on their faces when they heard Sosk's proposal.

They had witnessed with their own eyes that Marknik had been sitting in front of the portal for so many days, yet had failed to unlock the strange seal.

Even Flossman had stated that there was nothing that could be done with the seal.

If our guild leader does it himself, there might be a chance.

"It is indeed a good thing to be able to obtain the magic sword, but President, the seal is a bit strange, and it seems that it is not easy to break it."

Mis looked back and muttered, "The magic sword?"

"It's not impossible..."

"It shouldn't take too much time to defeat a BOSS."

As he spoke, he walked towards the sealed portal.

Flesman leaned over to Sosk's ear and whispered, "Did you find anything?"

Although Sosk lost his eyes, his hearing and magical perception have been trained for many years and are much more sensitive than those of ordinary people.

There were many subtle magical auras that Flesman was completely unable to sense, but Sosk could.

Flesman believed that his old friend must have noticed something strange.

Sosk's brows were furrowed and his palms were sweating.

"I hope my magical perception isn't playing tricks on me this time. This might be our last chance."

Miss came to the sealed portal and carefully observed the sealing magic.

There were wisps of red light emanating from his eyes, and he could see every pattern on the magic circle.

"What an ancient magic circle. Eh? Why does it look familiar?"

In the sight of everyone, Miss slowly raised his wand and lightly tapped it on the sealing magic.

The next second, the entire magic circle lit up, and the formation rotated and spread out, presenting a look that Foresman and others had never seen before.

The magic circle changed its shape greatly, emitting a strange purple glare, which seemed to illuminate the entire area.

The wand in Miss's hand was like a pen, constantly writing and drawing on the huge magic circle.

Those array patterns seemed like a series of mechanisms, interconnected.

After Miss moved part of the formation pattern, the whole formation underwent earth-shaking changes.

All array patterns moved in succession according to a certain rule and order, and were finally gathered at the center of the entire magic array.

The seal is broken.

Flesman, who witnessed all this from a distance, almost lost his balance and fell backwards. Fortunately, Sosk helped him up in time.

"It's done. It's solved. It's actually solved!"

Sosk had also noticed it. "It's been less than three minutes. Has it been solved so quickly?"

All members of the [Nameless] Guild were stunned.

They could never have imagined that the magic seal that had troubled them for so long could be cracked with just a touch like a children's puzzle toy in Miss's hands.

Looking at the stunned faces of the Nameless Guild, Petra was a little confused.

"Is that seal extremely powerful?"

As a swordsman, she had not learned much about magic theory, so naturally she could not see the power of the sealing magic.

"I don't know. Anyway, I don't understand it..." Fei Ke said blankly.

"Me too..." Rand echoed.

A member of the Magician Guild enthusiastically explained to Petra, "This is a dungeon after all, and that sealing magic may be fundamentally different from the magic used by us humans.

Even if President Reginald came, he might not be able to solve it, even if the two presidents joined forces.

President Miss is different from us, and seems to be able to see more subtle changes in magic power."

Petra seemed to understand, but she thought of something else and murmured to herself, "Is it because of those special red eyes?"

Miss put down his wand, and the portal in front of him opened.

"When was the last time you encountered magic that has the power of sleight of hand?"

When he first saw the sealed magic array pattern, he discovered that this magic array was unusual.

The magic circle with rich magical power is covered with a layer of array patterns that can change irregularly at any time.

No matter how these array patterns are adjusted, they will not have any actual impact on the entire magic array.

This is what is called a sleight of hand.

Beneath the illusion, there is clearly a layer of defensive magic that has withstood countless attacks, yet is still holding strong.

Right between the sleight of hand and the defense is the core area of this magic circle.

Ignoring the defensive magic and directly adjusting the formation pattern in the core area is the correct way to unlock this sealing magic.

The magical aura in the core area is extremely weak.

Even Sosk, who was the most sensitive to magical energy, did not notice the existence of the core area.

It took Miss some time to sense the aura of this middle layer.

In other words, before this, Flesman and others had actually been struggling with the sleight of hand and the defense layer from beginning to end.

After easily removing the seal, Miss turned around and looked at the motionless crowd and waved.

"Come on, open it."

"Strange, what happened to you?"

"Aren't we going to clear this last level?"

After reacting, Foresman used space jumping magic directly and came to Miss.

Because he was too excited, he was a little hasty when casting the spell and almost fell on his face.

He held Miss's hand tightly, as if he was worried that Miss would run away at the next second.

Immediately afterwards, Sosk and all the people from the Nameless Guild gathered around and trapped Miss in the middle.

The atmosphere became more and more weird. Miss felt uneasy and looked around at everyone with blinking eyes.

"What... are you guys doing? I'm straight..."

Flesman's eyes were almost twinkling, and his expression was a little too bright, like a madman.

"President Miss, you...why can you unlock this seal?"

Mis swallowed and said carefully: "Although this magic circle is a bit old, I have seen it more than once before, so I am familiar with how it works."

Hearing this, all the members of the Nameless Guild became even more excited, as if they were trains blowing their whistles.

Especially President Flesman, his face turned red. It seemed that the fire was too strong and the water in the steam engine was boiling.

He held Miss's hands tightly with both of his own, and with a sincere and expectant expression on his face, he shouted loudly: "President Miss, please join my guild!"

Mith: Huh?