Chapter 872 Internal Conflict

"This aura, ninth level? Who are you!?"

This sudden change shocked everyone. The expressions of several royal guardians turned gloomy in an instant, especially when they sensed the ninth-level aura emanating from the seemingly ordinary rebel. Gray, the leader of the three royal guardians, finally spoke up and expressed the doubts in the hearts of others.

However, Avis did not respond to the questions of the royal guardians. He even lowered his head as if no one was around, and carefully looked at the rectangular trioctahedron crystal in his hand.

Instead, it was another faint voice outside the formation that gave everyone the answer.

"…The person in the mirror, it turns out to be you."

On the high platform, the gray fog's voice was very cold, like the eternal ice in the Far North.

This is easy to understand. When you have made thousands of plans for a goal, gone through untold hardships, and are finally about to succeed, but someone suddenly jumps out and takes the credit, anyone would be angry.

At the same time, as Avis took the initiative to pick up the strange crystal, under the involvement of this huge cause and effect, Gray Mist immediately understood the identity of the strange "rebel" in front of him.

As Gray Mist finished speaking, the expressions of the royal guardians suddenly changed to varying degrees. The members of the resistance team were even more shocked. They all instinctively retreated a distance, and a circle instantly appeared around Avis's position.

"Who are you? What did you do to Timmy?!"

At this moment, realizing that something was wrong, Landon, who was half-kneeling on the ground, barely propped himself up and glared at Avis.

"Me? Sir Landon, I am Timmy! Have you forgotten? I always carry this [Wind Dragon Fang] that you personally gave me on the battlefield of Titan Plains."

Glancing casually at Landon, Avis, who still maintained his disguised appearance, smiled and patted the hilt of the long sword at his waist. Both his voice and tone of voice were exactly the same as Timmy, the fifth-level magic swordsman who had previously joined the Spark Organization.

"Don't be impulsive, Random Boy, there is no such person as Timmy. That was just his disguise from the beginning to the end!"

In Landon's spiritual sea, Dark Crow hurriedly raised a warning.

"That's the Man in the Mirror, a ninth-level prophet! We can't defeat him in our current state."

With the help of the power of destiny, after bursting out with a shocking sword and killing Onichos, Landon's physical condition has now really reached the end of his strength. The Dark Crow was frightened and worried that he would die the next moment.

"This little trick is useless, Man in the Mirror, we are both ninth-level prophet, and you can't take the core of Onichaos away!

Besides, the one you have here now is just a clone, right?"

On the high platform, Gray Mist spoke grimly. After observing for a moment, he had seen through Avis's weak appearance.

On the other side, the royal guardians took action even more brazenly. The huge sealing array originally used against Onichous was activated again, aiming at Avis.

"Don't be nervous, everyone. Maybe I didn't intend to take it away anyway."

Ignoring the enormous pressure coming from the surroundings, Avis gently tossed the crystal in his hand up and down with a smile on his face.

When holding Onichous's strange core, he could feel the strange rules contained in the core, as well as a lingering sense of the true meaning of extinction in the cracks.

The world around it was faintly rejecting it, like a grain of sand that accidentally fell into a river clam.

“Let me guess, when the two great beings were fighting fiercely and pierced through the Zenith Wall, if Lord Gray Mist had been interested, he should have locked onto the coordinates of the Nether Sea outside the Zenith Wall through the positioning effect hidden in this magic circle.

After borrowing the power of the web of fate in this world and completely severing the connection between the crystal core and the main body of the [Curtain of Reality], once Lord Gray Mist obtains this crystal core, he will immediately abandon this incarnation that contains all your fate power as a cover, and let the main body take the crystal core and leave this world, am I right?"

With Avis's faint words, the situation on the field suddenly changed. The Royal Guardians, Marquis Draka, and the remaining two ninth-level beings of the Door in the Eye instinctively turned their heads and looked at the gray fog with some surprise.

Beneath the black-gold robe shrouded in a faint mist, the surging power of destiny is constantly surging. No one can be sure whether there is a clone under his robe.

If the situation is really as the Man in the Mirror said, then Gray Mist probably intended to deceive everyone from the beginning.

"Heh, don't be provoked. What we need to do now is to get the crystal core back from him."

Feeling the gazes from all around, Gray Mist sneered and raised the scales of fate in his hand. The gray mist-like power of fate transformed into a big hand, ready to control this incarnation of Avis and take back the core of Onichaos's sub-body.

But what everyone didn't expect was that the gray fog's attack didn't touch Avis. The moment before the attack reached him, the latter suddenly disintegrated into light spots and then merged into the core.

Without Avis's control, the crystal core immediately began to fall freely to the ground. Seeing this, Gray Mist instinctively changed his original attacking posture and grabbed the crystal core in his palm.

But in the next moment, an invisible rule attack came first and directly defeated the giant hand formed by the gray fog.

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The shining trapezoidal octahedron core fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, stirring the hearts of the audience.

Looking at the vigilant eyes around him, Huiwu's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley. . ….….Karlus Province, Moonlight City, the top of the Silver Palace.

"What did you do?"

As Avis's clone turned into light spots and shattered in the magic projection, Claire couldn't help but ask.

"It's just part of the plan."

On the lord's throne, Avis gently raised his hand, and a phantom of a rectangular trioctahedron crystal stone, exactly the same as the one in the picture, floated above his palm.

"That crystal is a path to becoming a legend, but I cannot use it with my current strength. So, I need to figure out how to use it and how Gray Mist and the others escaped from this world."

For Anvis, Onichous's crystal core was a pleasant surprise, but what he really wanted was far more than just the crystal core itself.

He also wanted to know the true method of using the crystal stone, and the method for Gray Mist and others to leave this world.

He couldn't take the crystal core with him. As a being from another world line, the only thing that Anvis knew could travel between the two worlds was the mysterious obelisk left by the high elf prophet Hill, which was located at the core of his soul.

The only way to keep this crystal core is to absorb and use it as soon as possible after obtaining it, and then immediately activate the space-time beacon to return to the original world line.