Following the impact of the stone hare, an old rock crack that had been weathered for a long time on the side of the cliff suddenly trembled slightly and made a soft 'click' sound.
The other gray feathered eagle that escaped the disaster quickly sailed through the mountains and valleys below, returning to its nest.
Between the valleys, a small group of blackwater hippos are migrating.
Looking at the gray feathered eagles flying over them, they snorted in dissatisfaction. The leader of the third-level black water hippopotamus raised his head and roared, and the power of the water element gathered in the sky, forming a heavy rain.
Washed away by heavy rain, the cliff collapsed with a loud rumble. The huge movement instantly attracted a small nearby mercenary group, as well as a fifth-level mountain bear whose territory was nearby.
Soon, the two discovered each other and started a big battle. During the fierce battle, the mountain bear activated its innate spells with all its strength, violently shaking the ground and triggering a local earthquake.
Deep underground, an ancient ruin whose defense system had lost energy was affected by the earthquake, causing a large crack to open.
This gap penetrated the warehouse of the ruins and the teleportation circle area below. A cut magic crystal fell along the gap and landed right in the center of the teleportation circle.
The magic circle was activated by this magic crystal, but due to some of the runes being damaged, the effect of the magic circle had undergone unknown changes. In a canyon forest in the Feilong Mountains in the far north of the Federation, an unstable channel was opened.
Void cracks.
Coincidentally, a terrifying space turbulence storm broke out in the space-time area near the crack, and violently spewed out from the crack.
But as the space turbulence swept across, the seemingly ordinary forest background suddenly distorted and dissipated, revealing a low gray stone magic tower.
At this moment, the direction of the impact of the turbulent flow of space happened to completely envelope the low magic tower.
Suddenly hit by the devastating space turbulence, the tower lit up layers of protective force fields, but at the critical moment, an inscription in the tower's protective array suddenly dimmed, seemingly damaged due to circuit overload.
This moment caused a chain reaction, one rune after another was overloaded, and the protective magic around the magic tower quickly dimmed. Without the force field protection, a wide crack was quickly washed away in the stone tower body.
Inside the magic tower, a figure wearing a black hooded robe with a vague face looked at the crack with a gloomy face, holding one hand in front of him.
A twisted light curtain extended from his palm and poured out from the crack, completely protecting the tower and barely allowing the turbulent flow of space to cause further damage.
Relying purely on his own strength, it would be extremely difficult for him, even at the eighth level, to protect an entire magic tower area from the turbulent storm in space.
At the same time, his power was also disintegrating the structure of the void crack.
Soon, the crack completely collapsed, and the space storm that had lost its source also stopped.
Heaving a sigh of relief from exhaustion, the man in black robe carefully sensed the surroundings, finally removed the protective light curtain, and walked slowly to the crack, preparing to check the damage to the tower.
But at this moment, seemingly due to the residual fluctuations of the previous spell confrontation, a strong wind suddenly rolled up from outside the crack, with an inexplicable fluctuation of fate, and suddenly blew off the hood of the black-robed figure.
Under the hood, the face of a young man with slightly curly brown hair and pale skin, with a hint of astonishment, was exposed to the light golden sunlight projected from outside the cracks in the gray-white stone tower.
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"It turns out that you have broken through [Prying] and come into contact with the realm of [Control] at the peak of the eighth level. You have gone further on the path of a prophet, and I am not as good as you."
Near the Black Feather Capital, the young man in black robe looked deeply at Anvis and reluctantly admitted his failure.
In the battle at the fate level just now, even though he tried every means to defend and counterattack, he still lost to Anvis, causing his true position to be completely exposed.
In the battle between high-level prophets, this is an extremely fatal weakness.
Fortunately, since there was no fundamental conflict between the two, Anvis did not kill them all, but only aimed to find his true body.
It's just a pity that the magic tower he spent a lot of effort to build...
Thinking of his beloved magic tower being severely damaged in the space turbulence storm, the young man in black robe suddenly felt so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.
He spent a lot of resources to barely succeed in building it. It can isolate a variety of detection spells including prophecy spells, and has extremely strong protective capabilities. It can also provide a considerable increase in the effect of the prophecy spells he releases.
But now, the structure of the tower has been seriously damaged. If he wants to repair it, he will have to bleed a lot, and even some materials will need to be searched slowly in the future.
After all, in direct proportion to the rarity of the special profession of prophet, the materials of the destiny system are also quite rare.
"Now, tell me your origins and your true purpose."
Looking at the young man in black robe who had slightly distorted facial features but became much more docile, Anvis made a 'please' gesture with a smile. It hurts so much, wouldn't it be better to do this earlier?
Didn’t you know earlier?
If you, a prophet, can't predict, what's the use?
"You can call me 'The Hermit'. As for my purpose, it is actually related to my path as a prophet."
Unaware of Anvis's impolite thoughts, the black-robed young man, the 'hermit', forced himself to recover from his heartache and spoke weakly.
"The way my secret school improves is different from that of ordinary prophets. I need to find enemies who are opposite to the Son of Destiny, and then assist them so that they can in turn suppress the Son of Destiny.
In this way, the original villain's favor of fate will suddenly increase, while conversely, the original favor of fate on the child of destiny will decrease.
It is through this process that I intercept part of the power of fate's favor that is lost to the child of destiny, and part of the favor of fate that the web of fate adds to the villain."
"If you repeat this cycle a few times, a child of destiny will be weakened to the limit, and then completely defeated by another villain I am assisting.
And this original villain will take the place of the original Son of Destiny and take away everything from him.
And I can get from it the huge amount of fate feedback that assists the birth of a Child of Destiny and the web of destiny. And when the identity of the Child of Destiny changes, most of the power of Fate's favor is completely lost from the original Child of Destiny."
"As you can see, I only found the Altmer Prince this time to obtain the power of destiny. As for discovering the book, it was more of an accident.
As a high-level prophet, I believe you are also aware of its danger. Even if you put it in front of me now, I will never let my fate have anything to do with it!"
The bachelor confessed all his goals, and the 'hermit' did not try to make up lies to fool Anvis. In front of a prophet who is more powerful than himself, lying is a meaningless act.
"A prophecy school that assists villains?"
Anvis raised his eyebrows in interest, feeling that this man was a talent, and even wanted to ask him to help him for a moment.
Touching his chin, Anvis suddenly reacted.
He is not a big villain. The Hermit may not be able to assist him, but he may be able to pull him to his side.