At this moment, the speaker's eyes finally showed a serious look.
"The ninth level limit is really disrespectful, but do you want to stop me because of these ants?"
"Your Excellency Farr—let me continue to call you this."
Anvis shook his head and spoke with a bit of regret.
However, for unknown reasons, he did not immediately attack the magic circle.
"It's a pity. You are right about one thing. I am here to stop you."
"Is it to represent so-called 'justice'? Or is it for some other reason?"
In the defensive formation, the Speaker raised his eyebrows.
"But, dear Lord Zast, compared to the humble insects born and raised here, we are truly the same kind, aren't we?"
"Can you explain, what do you mean by 'same kind'?"
Anvis was a little surprised by the Speaker's words. He looked at the Speaker with interest, waiting for the other party's explanation.
The Speaker frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy with Anvis's attitude.
"Here, there is no need for us to continue pretending, Lord Zast.
Wherever the aura of the great Lord of Dreams, Maelim, is affected, any magic used for spying will have no effect."
As he said that, I don't know what the speaker did, but a strange aura of power spread out from his body.
The moment he sensed this breath, Anvis's old secrets flashed suddenly, and he suddenly felt a very familiar feeling.
Just like facing the black seal on the island and the black cocoon in the Sky City before.
For a moment, Anvis's eyes also lit up. Looking at the Speaker's eyes, he suddenly seemed to see a walking treasure.
"Do you feel it? Join us, Lord Zast! As the third person of your kind I have seen in this world, I can give you equal status with me."
Not knowing what Anvis was thinking, the Speaker thought he was very sincere in extending the invitation to Anvis.
"Have you seen all this? It's just the beginning, and the strongest person here can no longer bear it."
Glancing contemptuously at the many sleeping Ninth Levelers, the Speaker spread his hands and gestured to Anvis.
"However, the great master of dreams has not even noticed this place. All the phenomena here are just that he sensed the smell of food, so he instinctively dreamed here."
"When His true will truly notices this place, with the help of His mighty power, we can truly break the invisible barriers of this world and return to the void."
As he spoke, the black-robed speaker proudly raised the dark golden secret key in his right hand and swiped it towards the sky as if to signal.
"Moreover, as long as there is no such strange barrier, the suppression of rules in this world will also disappear, and the beings here will also have the opportunity to master the complete power of rules. They should be grateful for what I am doing now."
"Returning to the void? What do you mean, you are not actually a person in this world?"
Hearing these secrets, Avis became even more excited.
"Lord Zast, before you pretend to be confused next time, remember to restrain your aura that clearly comes from the outside world."
The Speaker waved his hand impatiently.
"Although I don't know how you came to this world, as long as you want to leave or break through, you will inevitably face the obstacles of the zenith wall."
"I see."
After listening to the speaker's words, Anvis, who was suspended in front of the magic circle, suddenly laughed.
"It's a pity, Lord Farr, that I am not your companion, and I am not planning to leave this world. As for the obstacle of the zenith wall, I don't bother you to worry about it. It can be broken through, but it cannot be broken through by you today.
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"You bastard, I..."
"Please wait, I probably understand his situation, let me talk to him."
Hearing Anvis' words that seemed to be deliberately provocative, the speaker suddenly became furious. But before he could finish speaking, he suddenly interrupted on his own and began to talk to himself.
"Humph, do whatever you want! Anyway, the result has already been determined."
"Thank you for your understanding."
As if after a few conversations with himself, the Speaker closed his eyes, then opened them again, looking at Anvis again, and suddenly there was a hint of humanity in his body.
"Lord Zast, I think I still remember your aura of destiny."
Looking closely into Anvis's eyes, the speaker spoke carefully.
"Cold, weird, untraceable, all those who seek it out are cursed. Perhaps, I can call your other identity, the leader of the 'Circle of Truth'?"
"Thanks for the tip, I will pay attention to this next time."
Anvis was stunned when his identity was suddenly exposed, and then he laughed and did not deny it.
At the same time, he once again sensed in his mind the gathering of power on the main body and the constructed network.
After all, he is not a real ninth-level person, and he does not have as many ninth-level 'human batteries' that the Speaker deceived him in advance. He can only delay time while trying to use the body of the old secret scriptures to carry the power of the network.
At this moment, the thick book, which originally exuded a faint dark green light, has become as bright as a miserable green sun. The terrifying power radiation fluctuates on the cover, which is frightening.
At present, the progress of power gathering has reached about 50% of the network part under his control.
But after all, it is not a specialized magic carrier. The speed of network power gathering is not very fast. It will take about a few minutes to completely gather.
"The leader of the largest terrorist resistance organization in the continent [Circle of Truth], single-handedly detonated the Sky City, harmed several ninth orders, and at the same time led the rise of countless rebel organizations, plunging the Federation into rebellion and war.
Your Excellency ‘Justice’, haha, is this what you call justice?”
The speaker chuckled, his tone a bit mocking.
"Create a construct network, trap the consciousness of countless people in it and use it for your own use. Then sacrifice millions of creatures and many ninth-level members of the Federation, calling for the arrival of the outer gods, just to give yourself a chance to break through.
Fair Lord, we are each other."
In response to the speaker's sarcasm, Avis retorted.
At this moment, the surrounding environment has begun to further alienate.
The dividing line between reality and the dream world gradually became blurred, and the stars began to twist into blinking dark yellow eyes. The cold rocky wilderness and countless floating phantoms of dark and strange creatures loomed around.
A faint mist gradually appears in the air, with a sweet and charming smell that makes people want to sleep without waking up.
"Your actions will not have any other consequences except destruction and death, but I am different."
Standing in the defensive circle, looking at Anvis who was protected by a faint light outside, the Speaker spoke coldly.
"The people in the construct network did not die, they just fell into a deep sleep. After the ceremony is over, the power of the original dream will disappear, and they can still revive.
For them, this is all just a long dream."
"It won't have any impact. Do you believe this?"
Anvis couldn't help but laugh.
"Or is this just a reason you use to convince yourself?"