NovelAppGrace commanded, "Send someone over and break down this mural."
A group of bodyguards swiftly drew their weapons and began pounding on the mural. It crumbled under a
barrage of forceful blows, revealing an ancient and sturdy bronze door.
At the center of the door, a fist-sized eye held everyone's gaze with its unsettling deep red glow, resembling a
gem.
From the eye, a fan-like pattern spread out, breaking the bronze surface into eight sections. Each section was
adorned with unique images.
The surface of the door featured unusual frog-like symbols. Their twisted and contorted shapes contributed to
the overall mystique of the scene.
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The leader of the envoy team turned to Grace, his expression curious. "Ms. Linsor?"
He paused, eyeing the red gemstone on the bronze door. Its value was apparent, making him cautious about any
impulsive actions.
"Smash everything!" Grace was concise in her command.
They couldn't afford to give up if there was something behind that door easily. As for a single red gemstone, she
didn't find it significant.
The leader of the envoy team signaled, prompting the team to grab their weapons swiftly.
They hacked and smashed the bronze door, but despite their persistent efforts, the sturdy door remained
unyielding. It stood like an immovable mountain, rendering their attempts futile.
"Darn it! How is this possible? We can't even make it budge."
"What the heck is this door made of? | smashed it with a sledgehammer, and it didn't even scratch. It's
ridiculously tough!"
The group of guards stared at the undamaged bronze door, exchanging bewildered glances.
Unsure of what to do, they had just exerted all their strength, using every weapon available. Sbroke, others
rolled, but the door showed no signs of damage.
"Alright, let's use dynamite!" The leader of the envoy team decisively issued the command.
Frustrated with the door's resilience, he figured dynamite might be the only way to break through. He refused to
believe that a mere bronze door could withstand the explosive force of dynamite.
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"Everyone, step back! We don't want anyone caught in the blast."
Heeding the leader's advice, the team swiftly arranged the dynamite. A thunderous explosion ensued,
causing the entire palace to shake violently. Dust billowed, and debris scattered around.
As the dust cleared, everyone was astonished to see that, despite the blast, the bronze door stood firm, showing
no signs of budging.
The walls of the palace exposed a metallic structure, mirroring the resilience of the door.
"What on earth! Dynamite didn't do the trick either?"
The guards stood there, utterly perplexed, exchanging bewildered glances. Not only did their weapons fail to
budge the bronze door, but now, even explosives were ineffective, leaving them in complete shock.
"Ms. Linsor, there's something unusual about this bronze door. It looks like we'll need to figure out a smarter way
to open it," the leader of the envoy team remarked, his expression turning serious.
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