Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

At the same time, in Matt's heart, the image that was suspected to be a figure of a god suddenly began to become infinitely majestic.

Looking at that figure, he even had an extremely fanatical urge to die for it at any time.

"Feel it? That's the seed of hatred—"

Seeing Matt's change, the figure spoke flatly.

"All the rest, leave it to my agent in the world—"

Accompanied by repeated echoes, the figure slowly disappeared into the depths of the flames just as it appeared.

Then, everything around came alive again.

The people anxiously fighting the fire, the crying children who were woken up, the burning house, and the mixed noise and noise came back to Matt's ears.

The light of the double moons shone on his body, coating his pale face with a strange silver-purple color.

Occasionally, townspeople notice him, and even cast him a pityful look.

Matt woke up like a dream, and slowly looked around.

Death gradually dissipated in his eyes, replaced by the seeds of hatred deeply rooted in his heart.

At the same time, he also saw the figure in the long black cloak standing in the middle of the broken bluestone road under the misty moonlight.

The residents of the small town passed by him, but none of them turned their heads to look at him.

"Are you the representative of the gods in the world?"

With a hoarse voice, Matt walked slowly in the direction of the figure.

Almost at the same time as he asked, he confirmed the identity of the figure.

Facing this figure, he could clearly feel the kind of fanaticism rising from the bottom of his heart, as if facing the incarnation of a god.

"Did you feel it? My lord's god?"

The figure didn't answer his words, but asked back.

In the surrounding mist,

His tone tends to be neutral, and with a strange magnetic, impressive.

In response to the figure's question, Matt raised his hand almost instinctively, and touched his heart.

There, there is an illusory seed that seems to be beating slowly with his heartbeat.

"very good--"

The figure in the black cloak nodded.

"Right now, your strength and ability are too weak.

If you want revenge, you first need to obtain the strength enough to revenge—"

As he spoke, the figure clapped his hands.

The mist around him twisted slightly, and a middle-aged man with gray hair and blue eyes, dressed in a tuxedo, and behaved solemnly and politely, suddenly appeared beside the figure.

"Follow him, Matt, from now on, he will be in charge of all your travel arrangements.

First of all, you need to study etiquette for half a year.

Half a year later, we will send you to the Royal Pamir Academy as a descendant of a fallen nobleman for further development..."

"My lord! I don't want to be one of those... who deserve to go down to the bottomless abyss!"

Hearing the arrangement of the figure in the cloak, Matt couldn't help taking a step forward, spoke suddenly, and interrupted angrily.

Seeing the strong resistance and hatred in Matt's eyes, the figure smiled silently.

"I understand the hatred in your heart, Matt.

But you have to understand that a successful act of revenge is based on its own strong power.

Power is neither right nor wrong, and is at the root of everything—”

"What's more, if you want to completely defeat your opponent, the first step you need to do is to understand your opponent——

Know their strengths, know their hobbies, know their weaknesses...

Only when you truly understand these, can you succeed in revenge! "

As he spoke, the voice of the figure suddenly became solemn.

"Also, in the realm of the gods, you have already made a promise to my lord.

You are willing to sacrifice everything, including yourself, just to successfully avenge those nobles.

Your life does not belong to you, but to our Lord—"

Hearing this, Matt froze for a moment.

Then, his complexion turned pale again.

"You are right, honorable Lord Proctor, I...will obey all the arrangements of my lord!"

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"In this way, a future cadre of rebels emerged—"

Watching the people he arranged to lead Matt away, Anvis put away the mist in the surrounding phantom ice field, with a strange smile on his face.

The scene of the "god descending into the world" in Matt's eyes just now is the illusion space tailored for him by relying on his innate spells.

Anvis' arrangement on Matt has multiple meanings.

First of all, those big forces seem to like to support the rebels behind their backs.

Since the future is the outlet of the era, it is the rebels and the new nobles.

Then, taking advantage of the fact that the pace of the times has not yet developed there, Anvis plans to pull the prototype of a rebel army ahead of time.

After all, no one stipulated that the old nobles could not support the rebels—

And Matt's special background was precisely chosen by Anvest as a smoke screen to win the trust of the outside world.

Even with the test of prophecy magic, it can only be concluded that Matt hates the nobles from the heart and wants to avenge all the nobles.

Thanks to Anvis' implicit support, it's almost predictable that:

As long as there are no special accidents, the rebel army led by Matt in the future has great hopes of becoming one of the important forces in the rebel camp.

In this way, he can try to create a situation where the left hand hits the right hand.

Secondly, the existence of Matt can also be used to catch some forces lurking in the dark.

Because in this matter, several links relied on the power of the family.

Anweis is almost sure that he contacted Matt, arranged for Matt to be identified, and sent Matt to Pamir Academy.

This series of news will inevitably be known by certain behind-the-scenes forces.

After learning all this, the people behind the scenes will most likely wonder why he did this, and try to secretly send someone to contact Matt.

But because of Matt, he planted his [Seed of Distortion].

It may not be obvious on the surface, but as a 'believer' who fanatically worships Anvis.

Afterwards, Matt will take the initiative to report the list of all the people who have contacted him privately to the 'Agent of the Vengeful God'.

Thirdly, Anvis wants to try: Can he artificially create the Child of Destiny by actively involving people of a specific origin into the vortex of fate.

If he could succeed, he would have obtained an additional, stable source of fate feedback.

Although in memory, there is a lot of memory information related to Destiny's Child.

But fate feedback is to fortune tellers, what gold coins are to ordinary people, no one would think too much——

One last look at the flames that had been almost extinguished by the townspeople. Anweis took the family's alchemy vehicle and returned to the Wangdu branch.

And take a cross-province teleportation array there, and then drive back to Karras.

The final chess piece has been dropped, and only those who can't hold back will take the bait.

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