Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

These two...

Staring suspiciously at Brandi and Fiona who entered, Anvis felt once again, that special feeling was indeed coming from them.

Feeling of destiny, oracle?

Judging from the respectful attitude of the other two Spark organizations, those two people, or the headed man with a cloak and vague face, should also have extremely high identities in Spark.

This kind of preparation is to prevent accidents. After all, everyone is only temporarily uniting for profit. If someone in other organizations is bought out and the real identities of multiple high-level officials are known at once, it will lead to catastrophic results.

Although they couldn't see their faces, Anvis did notice the unusual fate of these two people.

The high-level spellcaster in front may be a prophet, but the person behind should be the son of destiny, and the son of destiny whose power of destiny is in an explosive state.

Although both of them seemed to carry strange objects that could conceal the line of fate, the feeling of the power of fate bursting could not be completely concealed.

In other words, just like the core protagonist in the same heroic biography, the feeling that the whole world revolves around him is very conspicuous in Anves' perception.

However, it is also strange that Anves felt a special sense of familiarity from the fate of the opponent.

After carefully examining the two men in cloaks, Anves temporarily retracted his gaze to avoid any misunderstanding.

The following meeting process was as boring as Anves imagined.

The radicals headed by the "Sunshine Radiance" organization proposed to allocate a part of the manpower to manage the territory of the Gray Iron Kingdom, and then others continue to expand outward, striving for each organization to occupy at least one small kingdom.

The conservatives, headed by the ‘Spark’ organization, believe that the long-term plan should be considered. First develop and expand the strength of the various organizations, and at the same time completely digest the territory of the Grey Iron Kingdom, and then consider the matter of outward expansion.

Most of the time, Anves listened quietly, only occasionally echoing one sentence, expressing his approval of the radical ideas and showing the attitude of the ember organization.

The meeting time probably consumed a magic hour or so. When the meeting was over, everyone left the scene and returned to their residences.

When leaving, because of the strange feeling before, Anves did not arrange for the clone to return. Instead, he used flesh and blood to manipulate it and disguised it slightly, and followed the two people far behind.

However, in the process of tracking, he found that he seemed to have colleagues.

"Huh? It seems that I am not the only one interested in them."

Standing on the treetop, Anvis, who looked like an ordinary pigeon, turned his head and glanced calmly at a crow next to him.

In the brain of the crow beside him, there was a gloomy will entrenched, seeming to be controlled by some kind of hidden magic, and it was also monitoring the two from a distance.

But within this distance, he can perceive very clearly.

As for why he also became a pigeon, it was probably affected by the pigeon.

Without rushing to alarm it, Anvis watched the two return to Xinghuo's current stronghold, and then switched to the vision of fate and waited until the girl walked out again.

After seeing the girl's blue eyes and the names of several nearby members of the Spark, Anves instantly connected to the source of the previous familiarity.

Looks like one of my own sister...

But Fiona should be in the family secret realm now, how could those ninth ranks of the family allow her to run out by herself?

Yes, I am afraid it is some adventure arranged for her by the power of fate.

After thinking about it, Anvis suddenly felt something in his heart.

The Sons of Destiny are also hierarchical, and among all the Sons of Destiny he has seen so far, Fiona is the highest rank, none of them.

If he hadn't chosen to exchange identities with the girl before, but let the girl be taken away, then it is estimated that he would be separated through some special adventure at the critical moment like now.

Turning his head, Anvis glanced at the obviously ill-intentioned crow beside him, thought about it, and suddenly waved his wings.

The crow's head fell instantly, and the ice-covered fracture was as smooth as a mirror.

As a result, in a valley outside Dawn City, a figure who was focusing on casting a spell suddenly felt mental pain, and one of the several pictures went dark for an instant.

After doing all this, Anvis patted his wings and suddenly flew up and landed on the girl's shoulder.

"Eh, is it a dove?"

Looking at the pigeon crouching on her shoulders with a little surprise, Fiona slowed down instinctively, worried about frightening it.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Anvis patted his wings calmly, and stared at the big blue eyes of the girl Lake.

"I heard that pigeons can coo and coo, can you please call it twice and listen to it?"

Carefully stretched out his fingers, tried to touch the feathers of the pigeon, and found that the latter did not react to her movements. Fiona suddenly became bolder, teasing it enthusiastically.

"If you want to know your brother's current whereabouts, then come to the Duke suite on the top floor of the Silver Maple Hotel alone tonight."

"Remember, don't tell anyone, especially your teacher."

Leaning to the girl's ear, Anvis spoke in a low voice.

"Uh……"

The girl who originally wanted to say something blinked her eyes, dumbfounded.

Is the pigeon called that?

.........

At this time, the distant King of Silver Moon, in a majestic and secluded temple-like magnificent cloud obsidian hall, dozens of figures gathered together.

If you look closely, you will find that the mid-air beside these figures is slightly distorted, filled with power fluctuations in different domains.

This scene represents that the strength of all those present is above the ninth rank!

Although they were all there, no one spoke for the time being, so that the room kept a kind of repressive silence.

"Recently, the group of prophets are making a noise, is it a bit too much, do you want to beat them?"

After a long silence, a ninth step suddenly spoke, breaking the almost solidified atmosphere in the room.

"Hey, well said, why not ask the powerful Black Wing Lord to take the lead for us? Or let us see your bravery."

Hearing this, another ninth-order hey, stabs lukewarmly.

"There is no need to engage in these useless temptations, Black Wing. We all know that these decades of sleep for stargazers are their only chance.

Anyone who stops at this time will be an endless situation. "

The person next to him also shook his head.

The eighth-order peak prophet does not mean that the combat effectiveness is also only eighth-order.

The prophet is only a secondary profession. In fact, the prophet breaks through the bottleneck of the ninth rank, in a sense, it is much more difficult than the professional level to break through the ninth rank.

Those prophets who were stuck at the peak of Tier 8 had already broken through Tier 9 on their bodies, but they were unable to break through Tier 9 because they did not have enough control over the mainland's web of destiny.

Because you want to break through, you first need to pass the stargazer level.

Without breaking through to the ninth order ~www.readwn.com~, it will not be able to counter the interference of stargazers. If you can't compete with the stargazers, you will not be able to break through the ninth order, which is an endless loop.

It's not that these prophets have never thought of using external forces, such as uniting a number of Tier 9 extreme powerhouses to forcibly destroy the floating city and kill the stargazers.

But the problem is that no one can match a stargazer in terms of borrowing force and manipulating fate.

In other words, your conspiracy hasn't taken shape yet, and the stargazers there already know the cause and effect, and even made countermeasures in advance.

This is very unsolvable.

If it hadn't been for Anves to break the game at the shocking price of the eternal core, now stargazers have already taken these joyous oracles to death, and there will be no such mess of the current Federation.

Because of this, when the stargazers fell asleep, all the high-level prophets were almost mad and engaged in trouble, for fear that their news would be small.

"Yes, they are really tricky, but why are we here now?"

Although the point of view was refuted, Tier Nine, who was called Black Wing, was not annoyed, but asked instead.