Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

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Under the joint suppression of many ninth-level priests, the crack in the night sky was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, at the critical moment when the huge crack like an eye was suppressed to only a thin crack, something strange suddenly broke out in the depths of the crack in the night sky.

"Today, I will be a legend!"

The shining cold light came from outside the crack, accompanied by the breath of the gray fog that had expanded by unknown times at this moment.

Outside the crack of the Nether Sea, the figure of the gray fog with a strange glow around it attracted everyone's attention in a weird way like spiritual attraction.

Compared with the huge crack in the sky that was dozens of miles long, the gray fog's body was extremely small, but the light emitted from his body was as eye-catching as a star.

The square trioctahedron core of Onichaos had collapsed at this moment, turning into countless tiny silver light particles surrounding his body.

"Is it you?"

Seeing Gray Mist's true form revealed, Saint Messia III frowned slightly and recognized this third 'famous' prophet who was promoted to the ninth level and was recently hunted by a large number of ninth-level masters.

It seems that the other party has really escaped successfully and is now preparing to be promoted to a legend?

Looking at Gray Mist's actions, the actions of the several archbishops present all slowed down.

As a being who is trapped at the peak and cannot make any progress, now seeing someone trying to take that step, even if the two sides are now theoretically in a hostile position, they still have respect for the pioneer.

The other party must have chosen to try to break through in the depths of the rift. Then, they might as well take a look at the situation first.

Not to mention the different thoughts of everyone, Gray Mist's breakthrough progress continues steadily.

The silver light particles formed by the core of Onichaos formed a river of light, flowing around him, and the rule power contained in it was fully unfolded, which confirmed Gray Mist's own path.

Gray Mist did not choose to absorb the core completely, nor did he dare to do so.

What he really needed was the part of the source substance belonging to the legendary status contained in the core, and the truly complete rules contained in the core of the Onichaos sub-body, as an important reference for the road ahead.

The moment he stepped into the underworld, he completely lost his perception of his future destiny, and at the same time felt a strange sense of nothingness.

Under a certain instinctive sense of vigilance and suppression, he did not choose to leave the crack too far, but chose to break through immediately on the spot.

The process of the gray fog breaking through was smoother than everyone expected. Under the gaze of Anvis, the stargazer, and many priests, the breath of the gray fog finally broke through a subtle critical point.

At that moment, he was like a real star, hanging high in the endless night sky, and the power of the complete rules unique to the legend turned into ripples, gently sweeping across the entire main material world.

At this moment, the elves far away in the overseas continent were alarmed and looked towards the direction of the Yar continent. Even ordinary people who had no power could feel as if a gust of wind was blowing from the depths of their souls.

However, the many clergymen who were watching the gray fog break through in the sky above the Destiny Stone Tower did not pay much attention to this scene.

Their attention was completely attracted by another huge change at this time.

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, a huge dark red eyeball of almost unimaginable size silently appeared behind the gray fog that was in the process of breaking through, like the moon appearing behind a satellite.

In front of this eyeball, the huge black crack in the night sky that was dozens of miles long seemed to have become its eyeball.

Even if they just looked at it, the mental space of many ninth-level beings began to show signs of instability at this moment, and crazy and chaotic whispers emerged from the corners of their minds.

At this moment, the gray fog in front of this eyeball noticed something was wrong. A sense of trembling and despair of impending disaster emerged in his heart, and his whole body was as stiff as petrified.

He did not dare to turn his head, nor did he dare to sense the existence behind him in any way. His instinct was screaming and warning wildly, urging him to escape from here immediately at any cost!

Unlike the crowd who could only see one eyeball through the crack, behind him, almost endless blood-red eyeballs emerged in the deep sea of the underworld.

Seven colors, but like corrupt paint, covered with a layer of rusty brown thick color, diffused between these eyeballs, those evil eyes were entangled around him as if they had substance, licking him gently like invisible tentacles.

Unlike those clones that had appeared in the main material plane, it was the real [great existence] that lived outside the world, the main body.

But at this moment, a crisp cracking sound suddenly sounded in the air.

At the moment the huge eyeball appeared, the illusory round mirror in Avis's hand had quickly climbed up a lot of cracks, and finally couldn't hold on at this moment, and split into two halves from the center.

And as all this happened, the [Mirror World] completely collapsed, and the light column at the top of the Destiny Stone Tower, the huge crack in the night sky, and the dark red giant eye disappeared like a bubble.

In the night sky, the bishops who came temporarily appeared at the edge of the Eternal Night Ice Field at a loss. Gray Mist, who seemed to have broken through to the legendary level before, now maintained the posture of grasping the core and reappeared in front of the Tower of Destiny.

As the desperate pressure of being unable to escape suddenly disappeared, Gray Mist suddenly relaxed all over his body, and his body almost couldn't control the powerlessness and fell to the ground.

As his mind regained clarity, Gray Mist looked at the suddenly changing environment around him. His eyes were confused at first, but then he understood everything that had just happened, and his expression became extremely complicated.

"How does it feel to break through the legend, Lord Gray Mist?"

In front of him, Avis slightly spread his hands, maintaining the posture when they just met, and looked at him calmly.

"No... I don't believe it, the man in the mirror, you are lying to me!"

Staring at Avis's face, Gray Mist grasped the core of Onichaos, and spoke in an extremely hoarse and difficult voice.

"Cheat you? Hehe——"

Looking at Gray Mist's denial, Avis laughed.

"Don't hypnotize yourself anymore, Lord Gray Mist. As a ninth-level prophet, can you still deceive yourself?"

As he said, Avis waved his hand gently, and the core in Gray Mist's hand automatically flew up and fell into his hand.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Looking at Avis holding the core, the stargazer suddenly spoke.

"Leave the core, the man in the mirror, it doesn't belong to you."

As if to prove his words, the holy white light fell from the sky, and Saint Messiah III and a group of bishops reappeared.