Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

That night, Anvis started his daily meditation normally.

Accompanied by the operation of the exclusive meditation method, in the spiritual space, the rich spiritual power slowly ebbs and flows like a tide. Every ups and downs will become more condensed and powerful.

I don't know how long...

In the haze, Anweis looked around in confusion.

Surrounded by a desolate and quiet gray plain, gray-white rocks of different sizes are scattered in twos and threes on the extremely flat gravel surface, without any plants.

At this time, he was riding a horse, walking slowly on a long gray stone path.

The road ahead is not straight, but has a slightly curved arc, extending to the endless distance, like the gray-white mountains in the background.

The sky seemed to be shrouded in thick dark clouds, dark and gray, giving people a very depressing feeling.

The clatter of horseshoes echoed on the quiet road.

Strangely, Anweis didn't feel anything wrong.

He didn't know where he was going or what he was going to do.

He just wanted to continue walking, toward the endless distance, below the gray-white shimmering sky, as if the eternal gray-white horizon.

……horizon?

A faint doubt flashed in his heart, and Anweis felt a vague sense of incongruity in his heart, as if something went wrong.

Suddenly, a violent sound of horseshoes sounded from behind.

Anweisi turned his head instinctively and saw a figure exuding endless holy light, with a desperately terrifying and oppressive aura, riding a gray-black steed, chasing him quickly!

A great sense of fear seized his heart, and Anweis clamped the horse's belly crazily, urging the horse under his crotch to gallop forward desperately, trying to escape the pursuit of the figure behind him.

But things backfired. Even though Anweis had pushed his horse to the fastest speed, the terrifying figure of Holy Light behind him was still getting closer.

The intense light even turned his body into a strange translucent state.

That gray-black horse was obviously faster than his horse!

...No, no, it shouldn't be like this.

Amidst the fear and despair, it seemed that some kind of bondage suddenly shattered and disappeared. Some scattered fragments of magic spells flashed through his mind quickly.

The next moment, Anweis hugged the horse's head almost instinctively, the brilliance of magic lit up in his hand, and a spell was cast instantly.

Tier 3 spell - Summon Phantom Horse!

The shape of the horse beneath him suddenly changed, and the body of the horse gradually became somewhat illusory. Pure magic particles replaced the muscles and bones, turning the whole horse into a form composed of pure magic power.

Accompanied by the complete change in form, the speed of the horse suddenly increased sharply.

The terrifying figure of the holy light who was almost touching him in the rear was gradually left behind as Anvis's horse speeded up, turning into a smaller and smaller white spot.

call--

Anweis breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the mountains that were getting closer and closer ahead, a trace of doubt suddenly appeared in his heart.

This is where?

But before he could find the answer, the mountains, wasteland, winding paths and horses suddenly became blurred.

The next moment, Anweis realized that he had run into a room.

The furnishings in the room are fresh and elegant, and the air is filled with mysterious fragrance. An adorable British Shorthair doll wearing a nightcap sits on a pale pink canopy bed in what is clearly a girl's room.

For some reason, he always felt that this place was very familiar.

Is it Fiona's room?

Thinking dimly, Anweis stood up from the swaying colorful toy wooden horse and looked around.

A wooden classical writing desk, a bookshelf full of magic books, a soft long velvet sofa, and a small round table with mosaic patterns placed on one side of the sofa,

There is a bottle of light blue exotic rose on it.

But apart from the canopy bed, the rest of the furniture looked vague.

...Have I ever been here?

A vague thought flashed through his mind, Anweis walked to the bookshelf, and randomly pulled out a thick dark green book.

There is no text on the cover, only the dark green color flowing like an abyss.

When he picked up the book, the color flowed down the spine to his hand like a liquid.

He wanted to open the book, but found that there was nothing in his hand, only a mass of thick flowing dark green remained.

When I looked carefully, I was actually holding a handful of dark green soil.

Emerald green buds emerged from the soil and grew tall quickly. Nine pure white flowers hung down from the slightly curved stems. They swayed gently in Anvis' hands, making crisp and pleasant wind chimes.

Strangely, with the shaking of the flowers, the sound of the wind chimes gradually changed into the melody of the piano.

...to Alice?

Once again, the thoughts in my mind gradually became clear.

The surrounding environment gradually faded, and the pure white flower in his hand swayed and made a cooing sound.

?

Taking a closer look, those are not flowers, but nine miniature pigeons.

"Goo—"

After seeing what was in his hand, the weak calls of the pigeons became clear. They flapped their wings and flew to Anweis's shoulder, one on top of the other.

"Goo--" "Goo--"

The noisy pigeon calls instantly drowned out Anweis.

"Goo! Goo-goo, goo-goo-goo! Goo-goo-goo..."

……Pigeon?

Goo one day today? Make it up tomorrow?

Hearing the strange calls of the pigeons, an inexplicable strange idea appeared in Anweis' mind.

Even he himself didn't understand why he had such an idea all of a sudden.

"Goo? Are you calling Goo-goo?"

Suddenly, a pigeon head that was so huge that it even obscured Anweis's vision descended from the ceiling and appeared upside down in front of Anweiss.

With the sound of the dove, the whole world shattered like a fragile mirror.

The familiar ups and downs of mental power reappeared in the induction, and Anweis regained his sobriety in an instant.

Is it... a dream?

Anvis opened his blue eyes and realized that he was still in a meditative posture.

It was already midnight at this moment, and six magic hours had passed since he entered meditation.

The moonlight like silver gauze penetrated into the room from the window, quietly covering Anvis's body surface like a hazy gauze.

The pigeon squatted on his chest in an anti-gravity posture, its white feathers reflected a faint halo in the moonlight, and it was staring at him with its round red and black eyes.

In the next moment, the spiritual power feedback brought about by the breakthrough of the rank came slowly.

The structure of the initial magic has undergone new changes, and the total amount of mental power has increased significantly again!

The core crystal of spiritual power wrapped in the center by the powerful tide of spiritual power has vague lines appearing on the surface, which is extremely mysterious and mysterious.

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