"Sure enough, spatial abilities were restricted here. No wonder Chaldea could only use Spiritron Transfer to reach the entrance. Next, we could only find a way to break the restrictions."
While Mash, Ritsuka, and Goetia were talking, Shen Fei quietly tested his Arcane Gate to see whether it could be used. If they wanted to defeat Goetia without Roman stepping in, the Arcane Gate was their only key to victory. This was Goetia's Time Temple; fighting him here was the worst possible option.
Any magician in the Moon World knew that when the enemy was also a magician, one should avoid fighting inside the opponent's Magic Workshop whenever possible. The Time Temple was Goetia's Magic Workshop. Here, he possessed nearly limitless mana, immortality, resurrection, and other such advantages.
That dazzling band of light high above was the Time Temple's source of mana.
"So you really aren't King Solomon." After scrutinizing Goetia carefully, Ritsuka immediately concluded that he was not Solomon.
"I told Sherlock Holmes before that there was something off about you. I didn't understand why before, but now I do. If you were truly Solomon, you couldn't possibly be unaware of the Ten Rings." As she spoke, Ritsuka pointed at the ring on Goetia's left hand.
Goetia wore identical golden rings on both hands. At first glance, they looked the same, but upon closer inspection, one differed slightly from the other nine. If he had truly been Solomon, all ten rings should have been identical.
After King Solomon died, although the Seventy-Two Demon Gods gathered his body, they found only nine rings on him. Solomon had given the final ring to his future self as a gift. That was the holy relic Marisbury had used to summon Solomon.
At the Sixth Singularity, Sherlock Holmes had asked Ritsuka about her