"This is a special application of 'Door'.
The principle is to set up a fixed, isolated space in the Spirit World, and then open it through a 'Door' with fixed coordinates, achieving the effect of a portable storage.
"However, this method is not absolutely safe.
Although the Spirit World is vast, it is also home to many strange and powerful Spirit World creatures.
They may break in or destroy the coordinates and ritual magic placed in the Spirit World, causing items to be lost."
Lawrence unfolded the oil painting in his hand as he explained.
It depicted a series of abstract, incomprehensible patterns, like a strange seal.
Seeming to anticipate Leyton's confusion, Lawrence showed him the oil painting in his hand and said, "This is the Devil Oil Painting.
It imprisons many Devil at the demigod level, which can be used to help Traveler complete the ritual to advance to Secrets Sorcerer."
"In the Fourth Epoch, when the Abraham Family still had many members who could advance to Sequence 4 Secrets Sorcerer, this Mystical Item was created by the Abraham Family during that era."
After a brief explanation, Lawrence walked a distance forward, then activated the Devil Oil Painting in his hand.
The abstract lines on it suddenly wriggled on their own, intertwining to form a semi-closed "Door".
A dark red arm with strange patterns stretched out from within the "Door", grabbing the edge of the door frame and pulling itself out of the Door.
In one or two seconds, a Devil with curved goat horns on its head and a pair of bat-like membranous wings on its back emerged from the "Door".
Its hands were exaggerated, almost as long as its height, covered in Dark inscriptions that grew from its flesh and extended into the void.
Just looking at them made one uncomfortable, and the emotions and desires within one's body surged abnormally.
Its eyes were like molten crimson lava, its mouth half-open, revealing sharp, terrifying white teeth, and on each tooth, there were rust-like dark red marks, as if from prolonged gnawing on flesh.
The moment this demigod-level Devil appeared, Leyton's body became illusory, as if it had detached from this world and become something non-existent.
The Devil, having just escaped its seal, instinctively looked at Lawrence.
The long period of sealing had left it with little sanity, only instinctively radiating malice, wanting to devour the other party to replenish itself.
Almost simultaneously with it looking at Lawrence, the two curved Devil horns on its head ignited with transparent flames, as if capable of igniting emotions and desires within a person's heart, forcibly impacting Lawrence's spirit, causing him to inevitably experience certain emotions and fall into a daze.
Then, one after another, pale blue fireballs mixed with a pungent sulfur smell materialized out of thin air, dense and numerous, like a large net, fiercely pouncing on Lawrence.
Lawrence, with dazed eyes, thinned and became brittle in the pale blue flames, turning into a pale yellow paper figure that was completely consumed by the flames.
His figure then reappeared on the other side, his eyes reflecting an illusory, slowly turning book.
"I came, I saw, I recorded."
Accompanied by a low chant, his body was stained with gold, spreading outwards layer by layer.
The "Purification Halo" recorded in "Light Sacrifice"!
A majestic and pure Sun aura spread out in waves of golden light, rendering the surroundings in a golden hue, bringing a strong and pure Sun aura, making the surroundings sacred and an environment difficult for Devil to adapt to.
The pale blue flames and crimson lava coiling around the Devil seemed to suffer a heavy blow, becoming shaky and on the verge of extinguishing.
It stretched out its exaggerated arms, almost the length of its entire body.
The evil patterns on them quickly lit up, flowing out illusory, pitch-black, sticky liquid formed from various emotions and desires, constantly expanding, transforming into a pair of huge black arms, grasping at Lawrence.
At the same time, it uttered a Devil language word full of the meaning of defilement and Depravity from the Abyss:
"Depravity!"
The surrounding area showed a tendency towards Abyssalization.
Depravity black mist continuously surged within the golden light, condensing into a slightly viscous black liquid on Lawrence's body surface.
A faint blue light flashed, and Lawrence, relying on rapid flashes, created one illusion after another around him, achieving the effect of an encirclement by himself.
Each illusion had an illusory book reflected in its eyes, and simultaneously chanted:
"I came, I witnessed, I recorded."
Silver-white lightning, blazing white flames, and pure, sacred light fell from mid-air without distinction, engulfing the Devil.
Amidst the booming explosions, a pool of illusory, viscous black liquid, formed from various emotions and desires, surged out, frantically rushing towards Lawrence.
These liquids were like the collective embodiment of the darkest and most unspeakable desires in the human heart, sweeping through the surroundings with a polluting stance, causing Lawrence, who looked directly at it, to fall into an unavoidable state of hallucination.
His emotions and desires rapidly expanded, and then his mind was instantly detonated.
Lawrence's body exploded with a bang, turning into a pile of scattered paper scraps stained with mottled rust.
The next second, his figure appeared on that pool of pitch-black, viscous liquid, holding an abnormally sharp, arm-length blade, a blade from the "Depravity" domain.
This was the "Cull of Spiritual Flesh" belonging to the Black Knight.
It could not only corrode flesh and blood, annihilate souls, and break barriers, but also invalidate the defense of any creature with Depravity intent.
For creatures like Devil, it had very good offensive power, completely comparable to Beyonder abilities in the Sun domain.
The arm-length "Cull of Spiritual Flesh" pierced into the black liquid, easily passing through, bringing unimaginable effects and damage.
The pitch-black, viscous liquid instantly boiled, as if to evaporate, burning all emotions and desires that could be burned, like a highly explosive dynamite entering a countdown.
Lawrence's body instantly disappeared, not lingering.
In an open space not far away, he leaned back, arms outstretched, as if embracing the Sun.
A magnificent and pure column of blazing light descended from the sky, enveloping the pitch-black liquid on the ground, evaporating it little by little.
"For the Secrets Sorcerer advancement ritual, I made many preparations."
"On the battlefield of the Southern Continent, I recorded enough Beyonder abilities, especially those in the Sun and mind domains."
"The former can effectively restrain Devil, and the latter allows me to directly attack without forming corresponding thoughts in my mind, thereby avoiding triggering the Devil's dangerous perception."
Lawrence spoke calmly, as if explaining to Leyton, and also as if talking to himself, alleviating the tension he had just experienced.
While speaking, he walked to the side of the Devil, which had become thin and lost its ability to resist, and stretched his hands forward, pressing them in mid-air.
Faint blue lights blossomed, quickly covering the pitch-black, viscous liquid on the ground, transforming into strange symbols, forming one closed "Door" after another, sealing the Devil.
Then, this layer of seal transformed into a faint blue stream, flowing into Lawrence's body, using his own body as a container to seal the Devil, completing the Secrets Sorcerer ritual.
Immediately after, he closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, adjusting his state.
Then he took out the potion materials he had prepared earlier, using an invisible hand to make them float in mid-air, mixing them together and stirring them into a dark blue potion, as if there were tiny worm-like creatures curled into "Door" floating within it.
After a simple divination, he brought the potion to his lips and drank it all.
Leyton's figure solidified from its illusory state, appearing at the side.
"You trust me that much? You didn't even find a safer place or say a prayer?"
Muttering softly to himself, Leyton raised a hand, causing stars to appear around him, dense and dazzling, isolating Lawrence's connection with the outside world, preventing interference from Mr. Door's whispers during the advancement process.
As soon as he drank the potion, Lawrence fell into a dazed state.
Transparent granulation began to protrude from his face, wriggling and twisting, growing into transparent, starlight-flickering Worm of Star.
Such Worm of Star grew more and more numerous, and soon his entire being transformed into an Convergence of Worm of Star, appearing eerie and terrifying.
Leyton calmly watched Lawrence, a faint purple glow flashing in his eyes, observing and analyzing the changes in Lawrence's body more closely.
"The rudimentary forms of the authority of the Concealment, Seal, and Door domains have already appeared.
The flesh and blood are beginning to split, replaced by Worm of Star with divinity, and the core is to establish a very wonderful connection between oneself and the Spirit World."
As he muttered softly, torrents of information broke free from the Spirit World, converging before Leyton and reassembling into Bernadette's figure.
She calmly glanced at Lawrence, who was undergoing his advancement, seemingly already understanding what had happened, then looked at Leyton and said, "I sensed the aura of a high-level Devil in Constant City, so I came to take a look.
Is it related to the Secrets Sorcerer advancement ritual?"
Leyton nodded and said, "Yes, the Secrets Sorcerer ritual requires the advancer to seal a demigod-level creature with clear hostility without relying on external forces."
"Mental Imprint…" Bernadette nodded.
Having mastered much knowledge and Concealment, she quickly thought of the core of this ritual: creating a sufficiently strong mental imprint that could help the advancer maintain a certain level of clarity amidst the impact of the potion.
Seeing that Bernadette no longer had any questions, Leyton casually asked, "Why are you in the Midseashire?"
Bernadette turned her head towards the Midseashire and said calmly, "I prophesied that I would encounter the traces of Larrion, the former Archpriest of the Church of the God of Combat, here, so I came early to wait."
"After the war ended, he destroyed all the Grade 0 Sealed Artifact data of the Church and fled with Sealed Artifact '0-02' Trunsoest Brass Book."