Chapter 630 The Disappearing Book
This is a dangerous sign.
This thought suddenly appeared in Avis' mind. Although it was the first time for him to enter this special perspective state, it did not prevent him from instinctively understanding some of the information.
Just as he thought, the originally stagnant battlefield area suddenly began to deform.
The twisted void began to stretch, evaporate, and deform... and finally suddenly collapsed inward. A dazzling light burst out from the core in an instant, like a supernova explosion.
The battle had come to an end, and everyone's attention was drawn to it, except for a few ninth-level warriors who had inexplicably started fighting.
No, it’s not appropriate to say inexplicable.
Avis glanced at the box, and saw that some illusory and thin lines of fate had already connected the several ninth-level people.
It has special value, and although the time to show it has not come yet, it will come soon.
At this moment, the other young descendants of nobles present were a little confused.
In less than a few minutes, the many ninth-level warriors who stayed behind suddenly started to fight among themselves, and then the situation on the battlefield changed drastically.
Thanks to several ninth-level warriors who divided the battlefield with their own domains during the battle and deliberately avoided the locations of many noble descendants, otherwise it would be unknown how many people would be able to survive now.
Avis's eyes swept across these young noble men and women, and then lingered on a blond boy for a moment.
There is nothing special about the opponent's current actions. He just appears to be in a cautious state of alert, observing the situation on the battlefield.
But unlike the others, the fate line extending from the other party's body now pointed directly to the direction of the core of the battlefield, which was almost exactly the same as the direction of the fate line extending from the box.
From this pure web of fate perspective, Avis immediately determined that the other party was related to something that was about to appear on the battlefield.
The next moment, the answer was revealed.
When the violent light faded away, the group of ninth-level warriors who participated in the battle and the huge figure in the yellow robe reappeared in front of everyone.
Everything seemed to be unchanged from before the war, but if one sensed carefully, one could find that the aura of many ninth-level beings had become extremely unstable, fluctuating.
The strange figure was still floating in the same place, but the surface of its body seemed a little illusory, and the original faint luster of the yellow robe on its body had faded, appearing a little dull and gray.
Most importantly, the strange effect it had previously had on the viewer's mental breakdown had now disappeared.
When the onlookers were curious about the outcome of the previous battle, the huge figure in the yellow robe suddenly made his first move so far.
It paid no attention to the numerous Ninth Orders nearby, but turned its dark hood and looked toward the nearby viewing area.
Something attracted it in that direction.
Seeing its actions, several ninth-level warriors participating in the battle became eager to take action.
The sudden end of the battle just now was not because either side won, but because the yellow-robed being suddenly stopped in the dangerous battle of rules, even though he suffered a great loss for it.
Now, seeing that the other party seemed to be intending to go to the viewing area, some ninth-level people who were worried about their descendants immediately wanted to continue to take action.
However, the leaders of the three major forces suddenly tacitly stopped these ninth-level people who wanted to take action.
"Don't worry, everyone. It's just a projection of power. We have weakened it by more than 70%. I believe those ninth-level warriors who stayed behind will be able to deal with it."
Saint Messiah III narrowed his holy white eyes and said calmly, "Humph, isn't anyone curious about what happened over there to attract the attention of this thing? You know, it didn't run out on its own for no reason."
Gloria III also sneered. He didn't intend to let those who were doing tricks behind the scenes get away with it.
"Let's observe the situation first."
Looking at the other two, the Federal Speaker sighed.
Those many ninth-level warriors who did not participate in the war were basically all from the Federation side.
Due to the special systems of the parliaments of many small kingdoms, he had no strict constraints on the members, and there were conflicts among many members due to their different interests and positions.
However, engaging in conspiracy at the first-ever meeting of the heads of state of the three countries has crossed the red line.
Watching the yellow-robed figure heading towards the viewing area, all the ninth-level warriors did not take action.
Although some of the Ninth Orders were somewhat worried about their offspring, they ultimately did not move under the control of their respective leaders. . ….…. "No, it's not this."
Looking at the approaching huge yellow-robed figure, Avis's eyes showed no emotion.
The extended illusory thread of fate cannot actually touch its body and will be bounced away by some special alien force.
Many descendants of nobles were already trembling with fear, and several Ninth Orders who were fighting had also stopped. The Ninth Order who had taken the box initially found himself in a dilemma, holding the box.
It was obvious that the yellow-robed figure was after the box. He had spent a lot of effort to snatch it, and it would be a joke if he just handed it over.
But if you don't hand it over, then the result will probably be facing that terrifying figure head-on.
'In three seconds, he'll throw the box out.'
Avis sensed it instinctively, and then looked at the ninth-level person with some surprise.
Sure enough, when the time was up, the ninth-level warrior gritted his teeth, suddenly waved his hand vigorously, and threw the box and the fragment in his hand directly towards the direction of the battlefield.
But under everyone's gaze, the huge yellow-robed figure suddenly flashed, and when it reappeared, it was blocking the flying path of the box.
It was suddenly stopped in mid-flight, and the fragments flew out of the box and touched the surface of the yellow robe on the figure.
Under Avis's gaze, the web of fate in the conference hall suddenly trembled at this moment.
The symbols on the surface of the fragment suddenly emitted a yellow light, and in this light, the huge yellow robed shadow gradually faded and dissipated.
In contrast, the incomplete volume was being completed at a rapid speed, and some pages that seemed to have been burned began to "grow" again.
Soon, a completely new and strange book was quietly suspended in the air.
Everyone could see that this was a good thing, but the question was, under the watchful eyes of the heads of the three empires, who would be the first to take action? But they soon did not have to hesitate, because the book suddenly flashed and disappeared, and no one knew where it went.
At the moment the book disappeared, several ninth-rank warriors tried to stop it, but none of them succeeded. Just like the yellow-robed phantom before, the book seemed to have a control-free effect.
"So, that's what happened..."
However, from Avis's perspective, the whereabouts of the book were not without trace. He sensed the presence of Landon from the other end of the thread of fate.
(End of this chapter)
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