Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

As the meteors crossed the sky, the web of destiny also changed accordingly, which caused many prophets to suddenly notice this change.

However, as the black hole that completely shielded the web of destiny, the Speaker himself on the battlefield did not yet know all this.

"Why haven't you given up, Lord Zast? Is there some kind of reliance?"

Seeing Anves, who was still floating quietly in the snow of sleep, the speaker raised his eyebrows with interest.

In Anves' eyes, he did not see any desperation, only vigilance, dignity, and a trace of enthusiasm.

This look made the Speaker a little puzzled, but at this moment, Maelim's will has come to the last moment.

In the splendid and misty night sky of Snow of Stars, a huge dark yellow eyeball phantom has faintly emerged.

It is tightly closed, but its volume almost obscures the entire starry sky.

"Your Excellency Farr, the true core hub that connects'He' with this world is actually you, right?"

Seeing the speaker whose breath is still rising, Anves spoke calmly, as if he hadn't seen the huge eyeballs in the sky.

"As long as you disappear in this world, "He" will lose its anchor point again."

"You were right. But even if you know it now, what can you do?"

Hearing what Anves said, the speaker nodded interestingly, but did not deny it.

"I can even give you a message. If you can completely erase me before he opens his eyes and sees the world, then he will indeed lose his position.

But guess how long will He open his eyes? "

Under the power perfusion that Maelim's instinct exudes, at this time, his strength has far surpassed the ninth rank, reaching a level that even he himself is a little unfamiliar.

And the aura of strength in Anves' body has obviously weakened him.

The speaker had a feeling that even if he didn't use any secret techniques, and simply relied on strength to crush, Anves was definitely not his opponent.

This time, he could no longer find any reason for failure.

"Thank you for your timely information, Lord Fall."

In the taunting gaze of the speaker, Anvis nodded lightly, his eyes suddenly changed.

"coming--"

Although it was suspected that Anves was playing tricks, the speaker still looked in the direction of Anves' eyes.

The first thing that catches your eyes is a dark green meteor.

In the next instant, the meteor suddenly grew larger, revealing the clone of the power dragon and the real "Secret Classics of the Old".

Earlier, because of concerns about the safety of the "Secret Classics of the Old", Anves did not allow the clone to be carried, but always stayed on the body, only using it as a magic storage and conversion device.

But when he sensed the strange qualities of the speaker, he immediately abandoned his previous plan and prepared to directly seal the speaker.

However, because the body of "The Secret Classics of Old Days" has absorbed too much power to construct the network, it has become almost impossible to transmit it through the space secret method.

Because the stronger the magic power of the object that needs to be transmitted, the more energy it needs to consume, and as the body of the "Old Secret Sutra" that gathers nearly half of the power of the network, there is no magic that can withstand the force of transmitting it. Consumption.

Therefore, Anvis immediately gave up the original plan, and instead let the Lineng Dragon clone bring it to come as fast as possible.

Along the way, with the ability to control the full force field and temporarily extract the air ahead to create a vacuum duct, Anves can so quickly rush to the battlefield thousands of miles away with the secret scriptures of the past.

"Is that the trump card you are waiting for, a book?"

Sensing the power fluctuations contained in the old secret scriptures in the claws of Anvis's power dragon clone, the speaker was a little suspicious.

It is true that the old secret scriptures that have absorbed the power of constructing the network are quite powerful, but they are still a bit worse than the current one.

But in the next instant, his expression turned into shock.

No need to control Anvis, the old secret scriptures automatically opened, as if they had seen some peerless delicacy, and instantly turned to the last blank page.

The color transformed into the pale surface of the page, and an irresistible force burst out instantly, covering the speaker's body.

"What the **** is this?!"

Feeling that his own ‘existence’ is gradually being sealed into the pages of the book, the speaker was shocked, and the power from Maelim surged violently, trying to destroy the old secret scriptures that were the source of the seal.

This did produce some effects. The personality of the power of Maelim was no less than the power of the old secret scriptures, and the two became a little stalemate.

But at this time, the gap between the total amount of magic power between the two became prominent.

Since the carrying capacity of the old secret scriptures far exceeds that of the speaker's body, after a slight pull, the old secret scriptures suddenly increased their power output.

At the same time, the power of constructing the network attached to the thick book began to be consumed at a very obvious rate, transforming into the power of the old secret scripture itself.

And this kind of power was consumed, and Maelim's power on the speaker quickly bottomed out.

"You told me before that the human body has limits. I think you are right, Lord Farr."

Seeing the pale-faced speaker, Anvis smiled mysteriously.

"So, I don't need a human body anymore, how about you?"

"Huh... do you think you have won?"

Knowing that there is no hope of escape, the speaker was fighting the seal with all his strength, suddenly a dark ray condensed from his left eye without warning, and shot at Anves in an instant.

The latter immediately flickered to one side, but the ray was like tracking, flashing in sync with Anves's direction, directly piercing through the multi-layer magic protection of Anves' body surface, and really hit Anves's body.

"you……"

With a trace of stunned expression on his face, Anvis's body suddenly began to disintegrate, and along with his clothes, it turned into patches of black snow and scattered.

This is the original spell of the Void Predator named So Chaz, the ray of Nightphagus, a foreign existence symbiotic with him.

Not only has the characteristics of the rule level must be in, but also can be eaten away together with the soul of the target.

He is betting that the seal of this strange book needs to be maintained by Anvis himself.

But what made the Speaker somewhat desperate was that the seal of the old secret scriptures did not stop due to Anvis's ‘death’.

At the same time, because he just distracted and attacked Anves, the power to resist the seal was inevitably weak. At that moment, his own "existence" once again flowed into a part of the book page ~www.readwn.com~ With this, the balance between the two that had been tilted suddenly collapsed like an avalanche.

"Obviously I can only leave this world...I am not reconciled! I am not reconciled!!"

Unwillingly glanced at the huge eyes that were still closed in the night sky, the speaker, or So Chaz's expression finally fell into madness.

He once again exploded a ray to the old secret scriptures, but as a container carrying the power of constructing the network, the dark green thick book was directly immune to attack.

In the end, the speaker's figure faded away completely, and was sealed in the pages of the book.

After the seal was over, the old secret scriptures calmed down, slowly floating in the air like a dark green star.

At this moment, in the gaze of the Li Neng Long clone, the huge eyeball in the night sky suddenly trembled, but after all, it could not really open.

The heavy snow in the sky began to gradually decrease, and the various anomalies in the dream world began to disperse again.

Floating slowly to the side of the old secret scriptures, the diamond-like dragon raised its front paws and activated a talisman.

In a burst of magical brilliance, another clone of Anves walked out of it.

He was very weak at the moment, and the pitch black ray emitted by the Speaker before he was sealed completely annihilated part of his soul that was used to control the clone.

Thanks to the protection of the old secret scriptures, the ray was not traced back to the body along the clone, but even so, his injury must be recuperated for a while.

"Do you know why I like the name ‘Zast’? Lord Fall."

Opening the thick dark green book in front of him, Anvis stroked the vivid image of the Speaker on the page, revealed a slightly pale smile, and murmured.

"Because ‘justice’ will always win."