I Spy With My Secret Eyes

Chapter 107

It didn’t feel right!

Oliver’s mind raced, searching through his memories. This situation reminded him of a scene from the science fiction film “Men in Black.”

He remembered the little black stick used to erase memories through a blinding flash and thought he could be in a similar situation.

However, it didn’t explain why he didn’t lose his memory.

Perhaps he possessed a unique ability to disable such functions. It could be the superpower that was bestowed upon his eyes.

“Let’s go!” Oliver dismissed the question. He gestured with his hand and took the lead in front.

The passageway was no longer the same as the ones before, where there would be two identical paths, just like an Enchanting Array.

Now, the passageway was clear, instilling a sense that it would lead them all the way to the top. Besides, there was only one path to follow.

Gunther’s face flushed with rednessy

As he ascended further, his eyes became increasingly brighter. Walking alongside him, Louis and Yoseph provided support on his left and right, lending a helping hand as they climbed. Hailey trailed closely behind as her breath quickened.

Her father’s condition was far from normal. The term “terminal lucidity” kept resurfacing in her mind. However, she didn’t want to dwell on it and fought hard to banish such thoughts.

Oliver pondered as he was walking. Despite feeling an overwhelming sense of anticipation and excitement stronger than the others, he made an effort to contain his emotions.

The ruby gemstone had crumbled into mere dust. Everyone had no memory of it at all, and Oliver alone retained a crystal-clear memory. He couldn’t help but wonder whether something extraordinary from the gemstone had been infused into his body.

The passageway grew progressively steeper, and the slope eventually turned into a flight of rugged stone stairs. Two hours later, Oliver was caught by the glimmering light before his eyes. As he drew closer, he realized this was the edge of Mount Rockenan’s stone wall. At regular intervals of three feet along the outer wall was a series of squared stone apertures, which allowed brilliant sunlight to filter through.

Oliver approached closer and peered outside. An unobstructed scenery unfolded before his eyes. It was around 3,300 feet above the ground.

the passageway was adorned with such apertures. When they were observing Mount Rockenan

help but ask the same question. Each and every one of them probed through the apertures and

the beginning, how is it possible that we couldn’t see them before?” Wayne voiced out first. Simon, Louis, and Yoseph followed, raising their heads to scrutinize the surroundings. All of them felt something

stone stairs. On top of

rows of characters at both ends of the gate. On the right side, the inscription

[Immortality will be bestowed upon whoever enters

of Immortality. I found it. I really found it!” Gunther exclaimed in exhilaration, his face flushed with excitement. He pulled his

too, was astonished. “Immortality… Is it truly real?”

what they called Tristar Treasure? Is it possible that something here is capable

he gestured to Louis and yelled,

stepped forward and exerted a powerful push

no response and

harder, but still,

Yoseph stepped forward, crouched down, and pushed the door with all his might. The two of them

the stone door with a formidable

The four of them exerted their strength, pushing against the stone door. However, the door only moved slightly.

the count of three, the

slight movement and

of the four of them couldn’t open the door, the assistance of Hailey and Sienna, regardless of their gender, and the contribution of Gabriel and

brute force. Hence,

himself and gazed at the stone door. A few seconds later, a message materialized in his mind: [The stone door contains the power of runes called Fortification. Without Runes Deactivation or power of the Energy Refining

seal appeared

at the Energy Refining Stage could use Runes Deactivation to unseal it. However, he didn’t know what the Energy Refining Stage exactly

of the people present had

in his mind. It was neither a writing nor a painting, with intricate strokes arranged

on the rune seal within his mind and couldn’t resist the urge to trace the patterns of the seal with his

single motion as he traced along the strokes. It