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The Demon of Knowledge omitted the adjective in the first line of the honorific name, "Great Gate of All Doors." Bethel Abraham's power was insufficient for him to call himself "great" before the Demon of Knowledge. Reciting that adjective at the Demon of Knowledge's level might direct the invocation somewhere else.
As the Demon of Knowledge chanted, the fairly high-quality gems around him cracked one after another, shattered into powder, and floated into the air.
Glittering with red, blue, green, or dazzling glimmers, they rapidly converged into a torrent and rushed toward the candle flames on the altar.
At the same time, the papers that had burned away in the cauldron joined them.
The flames abruptly swelled and intertwined, growing ever darker, like an "illusory door" leading to another world.
The surrounding temperature plummeted, as though countless dangers were seeping out of the flames. Yet the flames swelled for only an instant before shrinking back into the cauldron, fearing the power of a god and not daring to approach the communicator.
With an inquisitive gaze, the Demon of Knowledge surveyed the countless doors that had opened ahead and all around in an instant. That gaze pierced concealment, revealing endless doors unfolding across the night sky. Starlight and countless dimensions flickered behind them, forming a bizarre, dreamlike spectacle.
At the same time, the Demon of Knowledge noticed something.
"Bethel Abraham isn't deep in the starry sky."
Information passed back and forth through the ritual, constructing a simple three-dimensional diagram in the Demon of Knowledge's mind, with every door serving as a coordinate.
Mr. Door's travels had taken him throughout the space within hundreds of light-years of Earth, and he had consequently dealt with countless Outer Deities.
"These 'doors' haven't opened very far away. They're scattered around and near the barrier,