Chapter 418: Start (1000 Extra)

"I already know... history is not a shallow thing!"

"I already know... multiple histories also have their veils!"

"I already know... the door is right here!"

Masse recited the hymn in a chant-like tone, using Spirit Language.

The grayish-brown array formation flickered continuously, reaching its peak at the moment the sun set. In the center of the ritual, precious materials that ordinary Extraordinaries could only dream of were melting one after another. Even the insect-like characters on the surface of the historical inscriptions were constantly moving and writhing.

Countless rays of light and cobalt blue mist merged, enveloping Kony, who acted as the 'beacon'.

All members of the Historical Research Society could feel an intangible thing there, their lifelong pursuit, but they could not see its specific form.

This unattainable pain made them weep and wail constantly...