Chapter 878 The Limits of the Mortal World

The message left by the high elf prophet Hill was not long. After he passed the coordinates of the core hub of Univar's Dream and the method to release the spell to Anvis, the projection completely disappeared.

"In the northern part of the Holy Messiah Empire, in the Evernight Icefield, in the Tower of Destiny."

Facing the inquiring gaze from the blonde half-elf girl Claire, Avis spoke softly.

According to the information revealed by the high elf prophet Hill, the only way to communicate with the core center of Univar's Dream is through the Tower of Destiny located in the Eternal Night Icefield in the north of the Saint Messia Empire.

The real purpose of the Tower of Destiny is that it was left behind by the high elf prophet to communicate with the core hub of Univar's Dream deep in the Underworld.

As for the automatic ringing of the bell when the fate of the mainland reaches a turning point, it is just a side effect.

As for what Hill had said before, that he held the power to destroy the extraterritorial gods, Avis had no idea about it for the time being.

Even if he took into account the power he held in the other world, he could not think of anything that could possibly cause harm to the original bodies of those extraterritorial gods.

The Floating City, the Secret Scriptures of the Old Days, the Perfect Blood… Although these things seemed very powerful in his hands, none of them could reach the level of a true legendary rank.

But at this moment, an incomparably powerful force of destiny suddenly emerged from nothingness and poured into Avis' body.

"Is this... the power of the wishing spell?"

Feeling this sudden huge force, Avis was stunned for a moment, and then quickly focused his attention and tried his best to control his sudden surge of power.

Although he had seen descriptions of this in the records of the Olivendi family before, now that the power gained through wishing had truly come upon him, Avis truly realized how difficult it was to control the power brought about by this enhancement.

If one compares one's own power to a group of tamed horses, then the power that comes through the art of wishing is a group of extremely violent wild horses. As long as one relaxes control a little, they will begin to rush around in a restless manner.

At this moment, the power brought by the wishing spell pushed Avis to his limit.

It was not the ninth-order limit in the general sense, but all attributes had reached the true limit that the current world could accommodate.

In every gesture, Avis could even feel a subtle sense of restraint and rejection.

"What did he wish for?"

Looking at Avis who had suddenly become stronger, Claire's ice-blue eyes revealed confusion.

"Restore the glory of the Olivendi family."

Walking slowly to the window, Avis raised his pale, slender hand and placed it under the dim light from the window.

In his sight, he could see invisible chains of rules looming above it.

This is the Unival Dream that envelops the entire Unival world, locking onto the "foreign objects" that suddenly appear in the world.

However, since Avis had not taken the last step, the power of expulsion had not really descended, allowing him to continue to stay in the main material plane, rather than being directly pulled into the gap between dreams and the real world like the first head of the Olivendi family.

"Let's go and take a look at the Tower of Destiny."

Taking his hand back, Anvis nodded slightly to Claire, then turned and left.

“It’s almost time.” . ….….In the far north of the Saint Messiah Empire, deep in the cold and desolate Evernight Icefield, on top of the mountains that seemed like the end of the world, an ancient, mottled, low stone tower stood alone.

The tower has been carved by the years with traces of vicissitudes, and frost climbs on the black gneiss bricks. It is like a silent guardian standing in the long river of time, witnessing the fall and rise of countless stars, quietly waiting for a turning point in destiny.

This is an important place of the Holy Light Church, guarded all year round by one of the seven great bishops, the ninth-level extreme priest [Saint] Gormore.

But today, the arrival of some uninvited guests broke the eternal silence of this ice field forgotten by the stars.

Not only because of the message from the high elf prophet Hill, but also because of Anvis who was preparing to go to the Tower of Destiny.

At this moment, Gray Mist, the ninth-rank prophet who was being hunted by many royal guardians, also secretly went to the Tower of Destiny.

He had divined in advance that this was a special weak point in this world that was connected to the outside world and was also his only hope for survival.

With his current serious injury, he knew that he was unable to resolve the hidden trick left by Avis in a short period of time, so he simply didn't think of a solution. As long as he left this world with the core, all fate connections would be completely severed.

The web of fate cannot cover the depths of the endless dark sea. As long as you can escape successfully, the sea is wide enough for fish to leap and the sky is high enough for birds to fly.

Of course, executing this plan is equally difficult.

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Not to mention the beacon of fate that Avis left on the core, the fact that he was being hunted by a large number of ninth-level beings at the moment made him nervous every day.

In order to escape successfully, he must find a way to temporarily divert everyone's attention, so that it will be convenient for him to secretly go to the Tower of Destiny and carry out his plan to penetrate the barrier of Unival's Dream and enter the Underworld.

After activating the special clone that he had planted countless years ago, which was enough to die for him at a critical moment, Gray Mist successfully diverted the attention of all the enemies who were tracking him and bought himself a short period of time.

Standing on the snow-covered mountaintop rocks, the gray fog slowly walked towards the simple low door of the stone tower. The cold wind as cold as a knife blew his hood and the hem of his robe, but it could never blow away the hazy gray fog that permeated around him.

However, the moment he was about to step into the tower gate, his steps came to an abrupt halt.

A deep chill rose from his heart, not because of the icy frosty wind on the mountain top, but because of what appeared before his eyes.

In the darkness behind the stone door, an endless void that seemed to be shining with starlight suddenly lit up, attracting all his attention.

The next moment, this strange void suddenly began to collapse inward, and endless starlight gathered towards the source, eventually turning into a pair of deep eyes.

The surrounding environment fell into a brief silence, with only the whistling sound of the mountain wind blowing through the cracks in the stone tower echoing all around.

"Long time no see...Mr. Brents."

After a moment of silence, Gray Wu slowly took off his hood, revealing his true face with gray hair and gray eyes.

"My most outstanding student, please stop—"

Facing Gray Mist's indifferent eyes, [Stargazer] Brunz showed a trace of compassion, and his old voice with a sigh seemed to penetrate the barrier of time and space and hit the deepest tremor in Gray Mist's heart.