After leaving Langton's space, Anvis's clone reappeared on the battlefield.
The confrontation between a group of ninth-level people and the yellow-robed figure was the most bizarre battle she had ever seen.
There was no earth-shattering magic exchange, nor any aftermath of the battle. There was only an eerie silence on the battlefield.
After sensing the danger, Langton immediately hid in the space, which resulted in a temporary entrance to the special space being opened directly in the center of the battlefield.
However, even standing here, Anvis was completely unable to observe the specific situation of the battle.
Everything around him was in a hazy state, like oil paint that was blurred after being splashed with water.
The shining irregular color blocks are rhythmic like breathing, the twisted black and white lines relax and swim, the magic power rises and falls like steam, and there is a thick metallic glow, making everything become twisted and yellow.
When you stare at the battlefield for a little longer, blurred color spots and white noise spots begin to appear quickly in your sight, as if the whole world has turned into a severely distorted old photo.
The effect of this affected vision will not disappear immediately as you look away. Anvis is not sure whether this state is permanent, but at least it will not cause death immediately.
This allowed Anvis's clone to successfully reach the center of the battlefield without immediately dissipating after observing the figure.
Of course, Anvis' previous warning to Langton and others was not false. After all, he had eighth-level hard power, and the clones he sent to explore were clones that could give up at any time. Their ability to withstand danger far exceeded those of Langton and the others.
"How should this thing be used?"
Looking at the fragment of the book in the box in his hand, Anvis tried to flip through it, but no special effects appeared.
The book does have a special power, but no matter what Avis does, it cannot be activated.
Moreover, even though he arrived near the battlefield with the box and the book, he still failed to inspire any changes.
Returning to the cover again, Avis carefully observed the symbol.
The entire symbol is similar to a triangle, with three tentacle-like marks supporting the circular core in the center. Black haze lingers on the pattern, which looks very evil.
Regarding this kind of thing, Anvis immediately thought of the secret scriptures of the past.
It has never been very picky about food, so why not try to let it 'eat' this one too.
The Secret Book of the Old Ones is currently with the main body, and with that book in hand, Avis is preparing to return temporarily.
But at this moment, a thought suddenly occurred to him.
If this change is man-made, then could the other party be one or some of the ninth level people currently here?
Closing the lid of the box, Anvis glanced across the battlefield, then looked in the direction of the viewing area, his eyes slightly hesitant.
No one is paying attention to him now because the exit from that space opens directly in the core area of the battlefield.
And many ninth-level people in the battlefield should have entered the independent rule field at this moment, and they have no time to pay attention to his actions.
But once he leaves the battlefield, he may be discovered soon.
Anvis knew very well that the fact that he had just split off to explore here had definitely been noticed by many ninth-level people.
And the reason why he dared to do this under the attention of many ninth-level people was because he was not the only one who did this at that time.
Many descendants of the nobles who woke up early used similar methods to try to observe this amazing battle.
But there is a problem. Under the current attention of Anvis' body from the outside world, all the clones and detection items that entered the battlefield have all disappeared, and no one has successfully walked out of the battlefield.
If he swaggers out like this now, he will definitely become the center of attention and the most handsome boy in the crowd.
But the condition of his clone is getting worse and worse, and time does not allow him to hesitate any longer.
After thinking about it, Anvis changed his appearance and assumed the identity of the last Dragonborn.
The elf's current identity is as a follower of Princess Paola, and he is also a stranger. He can use the reason of resurrection to explain how he escaped from the battlefield.
So, when Anvis' figure suddenly appeared on the outside of the battlefield accompanied by a shining white light, in the viewing area, the expression of a ninth-level man who was building a boundary gate suddenly changed.
How is it possible?! How could that humble follower who is not even at level seven escape from the hands of the [Nameless King] alive?!
Wait, that light... a stranger!
The next moment, he immediately panicked when he noticed the way Anvis appeared.
This is impossible! The prophet has obviously made it, no stranger knows about it, all the lines of fate have been cut off!
He couldn't help but not be surprised. If what they had done was exposed, it would not be fun to be targeted by two angry empires at the same time. Even if he was a ninth-level man, he would have to shed a layer of his skin.
"What's wrong with you, [Burning Yang Yan]?"
At this time, noticing that he was suddenly in a daze, a ninth-level man next to him asked a strange question.
"I'm fine, I just remembered something."
Faced with the questions from his companions, the ninth level, known as [Burning Yang Yan], casually found an excuse to excuse himself and at the same time calmed down a bit.
No, that's not right. The stranger probably didn't know about this and just died once in a daze. Besides, if the other party really knew all this, then even killing him again would be useless.
The most beneficial thing for him now is to do nothing to prevent himself from being caught by the thread of fate again.
Trying to resist the desire to take action immediately, he watched the 'Last Dragonborn' walk into the viewing area, watched the other person's footsteps go straight to Anvis, and watched the other person take out a box and hand it to Anvis.
When he saw the box, he finally couldn't help it. Because it was the box that the mysterious prophet gave to him, and he then handed it over to Princess Paola!
.….….
The moment Anvis took the box, he suddenly felt like a surge of electricity, and a strange feeling penetrated his whole body.
The Old Mysteries had no reaction to this book. This feeling came from the web of fate.
The moment his body touched this book, his perspective suddenly changed to a special angle, as if fate suddenly opened up in front of him.
This time, Anvis saw not only information about the future, but also a deeper context of destiny development.
Anvis saw the different lengths of the destiny threads of other noble descendants, and also saw the unique destiny of a group of ninth-level people like the bright sun.
But more importantly, he saw himself.
Throughout the venue, the invisible thread of fate connected everyone in one place, like an intricate web.
And now, starting from the box that just fell into his hands, changes like dominoes began to happen.
As Anvis watched, a few seconds later, a ninth-level man suddenly attacked him without warning and snatched the box away.
And when the ninth-level man relaxed after he succeeded, another ninth-level man suddenly attacked him and took away the box again. Then several other ninth-level men gradually joined the battle, and the situation suddenly turned into a short melee.
During the melee, Anvis noticed that the line of fate extending from the book led to the center of the battlefield.