Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes Chapter 251

The power of slumber originating from Maelim's body is a very powerful power.

Because there are truly complete rules that correspond to the external Maelim ontology, even if they are used in this world where the rules are incomplete, they can cause obvious personal suppression on the power of constructing the network.

Because of this, the Speaker was so surprised when he saw Anves relying on a weird force to withstand the ball of Eternal Sleep that he had gathered with all his strength.

"Huh, it doesn't matter..."

After a moment of surprise, the speaker recovered and shook his head indifferently.

With Maelim's power in his body, this kind of attack based purely on the power of ordinary rules piled up in huge numbers has basically no effect on him.

And, at this moment, he actually doesn't need to continue fighting.

"Do you feel it? The mighty power from the dominator of the dream world!"

With a trace of contempt and pity in his eyes, the speaker glanced at Anves dismissively, and then ignored him completely.

In fact, by this time, Anves could also feel the abnormal changes in the environment.

The strange sleeping snow in the sky became bigger, and the surface of every snowflake began to emit a strange luster like starlight.

The night sky changed into stars with dark yellow eyeballs, and they also began to emit a strange and ominous glow.

They were restless, flickering, and trembling, drawing crazy spiral arcs in the night sky. It seems that there is some kind of extremely huge monster, hiding behind the dark sky, silently watching the world.

The sound of music from deep space becomes more bizarre and clear. It is a tune that is intertwined with the sound of an evil bell and the black and white keyboard, which makes the listener instinctively desire to fall asleep.

The sky began to twist, dragging the shadows of countless dream predators with pitch-black tentacles, circling and dancing wantonly in the night sky.

Even the silver and purple double moons, which have never changed, are beginning to be dyed with ominous dark yellow at this moment.

"The final moment has come! He is coming!"

Looking up at the changes in the night sky, the speaker stood in the snow of the sky full of stars, with a strange feeling of intoxication in his tone.

Snowflakes passed through his body one after another, without any hindrance at all, as if the speaker was just a phantom.

At the same time, the area of ​​the entire abnormal area has also begun to expand on a large scale.

"Leader, is he still this far?"

Thousands of kilometers away, on the top of an unnamed hill, the cloaked gray mist stood side by side with the stars, gazing at the endless distant sky.

Although it is far away, the changes in the web of destiny can intuitively reflect the situation on the battlefield.

At this moment, with the sudden change of the battlefield situation, the huge abnormal celestial phenomenon in the distance can be directly observed with the naked eye.

"Will he succeed?"

Looking at the various visions in Tiantian, Xing Qing's cold tone also rarely saw a trace of doubt.

"Fate is unpredictable."

Grey Mist opened his face unpredictably.

As Maelim's power came, the breakthrough process brought by the construction network was terminated, and he still stayed at a delicate boundary between the eighth and ninth orders.

However, this situation did not surprise him. As long as the speaker can penetrate the wall of the zenith, he will definitely be promoted to the ninth-order prophet tonight!

Listening to the gray mist's standard predictor's tone, Xing Wei's blue eyes turned slightly and glanced at him.

"...I can't be sure until the last moment."

Feeling an invisible pressure, Gray Mist considered the strength gap between herself and Xing, and then explained.

In the entire organization, apart from the Speaker, only Star He can't see through.

"Is that so."

Nodding, Xing's gaze quietly looked into the distance again, not knowing what he was thinking.

However, at this moment, unlike the peaceful waiting of the two, many high-level professionals belonging to other camps are already extremely pessimistic about the situation.

"Is there no way to stop him?!"

At this time, there was silence in the web of destiny, and many prophets looked at the vision on the battlefield as if two worlds overlapped, and their hearts were a little silent.

Maelim could not be predicted by them. In their perception, all the lines of fate involving Maelim, and even the web of fate in the entire battlefield area, have shown a state of being completely engulfed by darkness.

As for the lines of destiny representing many ninth orders, long before the battlefield area was completely darkened, it was already silent, and cast a hazy dark yellow color.

This can only explain one thing: the identity of a certain terrifying existence that is about to come does not belong to this world, or its strength is extremely powerful, so powerful that it can even distort the web of fate.

Not only the many high-level prophets, the royal family of the three kingdoms, and the high-level officials of the other two empires on the mainland are also closely watching the situation on the battlefield.

No one had thought before that the speaker's plan would be so crazy. Even with the help of a plan, this unprecedented massive summoning ceremony can be achieved smoothly.

This made them lose their best chance to stop the Speaker, and now it is too late to stop them forcibly.

"Although the gods have left, we have walked through the body of gods, facing the darkness in the mortal world with the brilliance of gods. There is no need to be afraid, just because we and God are one body."

After seeing the result of the almost complete annihilation of the many Ninth Tiers, the current Pope Saint Messia III calmly spoke to the numerous archbishop groups and made the decision to fight back.

"Open the mirror of the end, this is the war of the entire mankind."

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He is also very clear about what the real foreign **** represents to this world.

"Look at it! What is that?"

At the top of the mountain in the distance of the battlefield, a low-level professional of the Spark organization pointed to the snowflakes that suddenly spread from the direction of the battlefield, and spoke in surprise.

"It's snowing? But it's obviously still summer..."

Looking at the strange and heavy snow that is getting closer and closer in the distance, many professionals are also a little confused.

Time is not yet the Fire Moon (September), and there are no clouds in the clear night sky. Where does this snow come from?

"No...no! That's not snow! Quick-run-!"

However, in the eyes of professionals above the seventh level who can sense natural power, every snowflake falling in the sky contains a terrifying and terrifying atmosphere.

While issuing the most advanced alarm, their bodies had already used various secret techniques to smear the soles of their feet long before the snowflakes came.

At this time, countless low- and middle-level professionals came to understand and hurriedly resorted to various methods to flee.

However, the expansion of the snow in the distance seemed to be slow but urgent. Except for those who really escaped by flying mystery, almost all of the others were covered by the snow.

As the sleeping snow that even Tier Nine could not contend, these middle and low tiers naturally lay down on the ground in an instant.

"Gods, save us—"

But at the moment when everyone was desperate, a dark green meteor containing horrible power fluctuations suddenly flashed through the night sky and plunged into the heavy snow.

Only the real high-level can barely see the true face of that meteor.

It was a shining diamond-like dragon, and between its claws, a dark green sun was overflowing with thrilling waves of terrifying magical power.

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