Although I could vaguely feel a light, warm touch on my chest, it was mostly just a lingering sensation from my external body. I had confirmed during my rest that this body didn't have any additional pendants; on the contrary, the [Saint's Earring] that my mother had given me was still hanging below my left ear, just like it was outside.
Anyway, you'll find out once you try.
After confirming once again that I could not pass through the translucent barrier in front of me, I calmed myself down and, just like the first time, began to summon the silver-white key.
Tiny glints of silver light gathered on my hand.
Then, a much larger, silver-white key than any I had ever seen before appeared before me.
Like a magic staff, a silver scepter, a full 1.5 meters tall, appeared before him as the light converged. It was adorned with magnificent jewels and featured planetary models of varying heights that operated steadily on their own. Below it were exquisitely carved patterns, with an extremely soft and compliant feel. At the bottom was a series of rotating mechanisms, and the silver mysterious metal had undulating surfaces.
Gasps and exclamations came from behind me. Even I had never seen a key like this before, and a sense of surprise welled up inside me.
The same call operation was performed as before, so what happened in between?
But in any case, it's always a good thing to be able to summon it successfully.
Looking at the archway again, a dark opening suddenly appeared in the center, waiting to be unraveled.
Reaching out to grasp the silver-white staff, it was surprisingly light and easy to wield, requiring almost no effort. It was also very stable to swing casually. When placed horizontally, the self-calibrating lock went in deeply, and the sound of the mechanism locking in came one after another, followed by a series of changes and the sound of the winch rotating.
The frosted glass that was obstructing the flow began to exhibit unstable flow.
First, tiny ripples spread from the edges, then transformed into countless puddles like raindrops splashing down. Subtle vibrations also appeared beneath our feet, causing the still-lingering pale dust to rise again, and small stones to roll off the cracked roof and pillars.
Ultimately, all of this came to a sudden halt at some point.
In the silence, my restless heart pounded wildly, finally settling on a crisp cracking sound.
As if glass had been shattered, or as if it had spontaneously exploded due to uneven heating, more and more cracks appeared on the obstruction in front of us, eventually scattering and falling like butterflies in flight.
A much larger and more magnificent exhibition hall than where we are now appeared before us.
Of course, this is not the most eye-catching thing right now.
As the silver staff vanished from my hand, I took a deep breath and looked inside:
A man dressed in a light purple tailcoat, with horns on his head, outstretched wings behind him, and crossed legs resembling the shape of a carnivore, stood there, bowing to us from afar.
Congratulations on successfully reaching the deepest part of this art gallery.
You may call me [Mephisto]. I have been waiting here for some time.
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