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Under the joint suppression of many ninth-order priests, the crack in the night sky was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, at the critical moment when the huge eye-like crack was suppressed to only a thin crack, something strange suddenly broke out in the depths of the crack in the night sky.
"Today, I will be a legend!"
A shining cold light came from outside the crack, accompanied by a gray fog that had expanded by who knows how many times.
Outside the crack of the Nether Sea, a figure in gray mist surrounded by a strange glow attracted everyone's attention in a strange way, as if attracted by a spirit.
Compared to the huge crack in the sky that was dozens of miles long, the gray fog's body was extremely small, but the light emitted from his body was as eye-catching as a star.
The rectangular octahedron core of Onichaos had disintegrated at this moment, turning into countless tiny silver light particles surrounding his body.
"Is it you?"
Seeing Gray Mist's true form revealed, Saint Messiah III frowned slightly, recognizing this 'famous' prophet who was the third to be promoted to the ninth level and was recently hunted down by a large number of ninth-level powerhouses.
It seems that the other party has really successfully escaped and is now preparing to be promoted to Legend? Seeing Gray Mist's actions, the movements of the several archbishops present all slowed down.
As beings who were both trapped at the peak and unable to make any progress, they now saw someone trying to take that step. Even though the two sides were now in a hostile position in theory, they still had the respect they would have for a pioneer.
The other party chose to try to break through in the depths of the rift, so there must be a reason. So, they might as well take a look at the situation first . Regardless of everyone's different thoughts, the progress of the breakthrough in the gray fog continued steadily.
The silver light particles formed from Onichos' core formed a river of light, flowing around his body. The power of rules contained in it was fully unfolded, confirming the path of the gray fog itself.
The gray fog did not choose to absorb the core completely, nor did it dare to do so.
What he really needed was the part of the source essence belonging to the legendary status contained in the core, as well as the truly complete rules contained in the core of the Onichaos sub-body, as an important reference for the future.
The moment he stepped into the Dark Sea, he completely lost his sense of his future destiny and felt a strange sense of nothingness.
Under a certain instinctive sense of vigilance and suppression, he did not choose to move too far away from the crack, but chose to break through immediately on the spot.
The process of the gray fog breaking through was smoother than anyone expected. Under the watchful eyes of Avis, the stargazers, and many priests, the aura of the gray fog finally broke through a subtle critical point.
At that moment, he was like a real star, hanging high in the endless night sky. The unique legendary power of complete rules turned into ripples, gently sweeping across the entire main material world.
At this moment, the elves far away in the overseas continent were alarmed and looked towards the direction of the Yar continent. Even ordinary people who had no power could feel as if a gust of wind was blowing through the depths of their souls.
However, the many clergymen who were watching the breakthrough of the gray fog above the Tower of Destiny did not pay much attention to this scene.
Their attention was now completely drawn to another huge change.
Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, a huge dark red eyeball of almost unimaginable size silently appeared behind the gray fog that was in the process of breaking through, like the moon appearing behind a satellite.
In front of this eyeball, the huge black crack in the night sky that was dozens of miles long seemed to have become the white of its eye.
Even if they were just looking at it, the mental space of many ninth-order beings began to show signs of instability at this moment, and crazy and chaotic whispers emerged from the corners of their minds.
At this moment, the gray fog in front of the eyeball sensed that something was wrong. A sense of fear and despair as if a disaster was about to happen arose in its heart, and its whole body became extremely stiff as if it was petrified.
He didn't dare turn his head, nor did he dare to sense the existence behind him in any way. His instincts were screaming and warning wildly, urging him to escape from here immediately at any cost!
Unlike the others who could only see one eyeball through the crack, behind him, an almost endless sea of blood-red eyeballs emerged from the deep underworld.
Seven mottled colors, but covered with a thick rusty brown color as if corrupted paint, permeated between these eyeballs. Those evil gazes were entwined around him as if they had substance, licking him gently like invisible tentacles.
Different from the clones that have appeared in the main material plane, it is the real body of the [Great Being] that truly lives outside the world.
But at this moment, a crisp cracking sound suddenly rang out in the air.
The moment the giant eyeball appeared, a large number of cracks quickly appeared on the illusory round mirror in Avis's hand. At this moment, it finally couldn't hold on and broke into two halves from the center.
As all this happened, the [Mirror World] completely collapsed. The pillar of light at the top of the Tower of Destiny, the huge crack in the night sky, and the giant dark red eye disappeared like bubbles.
In the night sky, the bishops who had arrived temporarily appeared at the edge of the Evernight Icefield in a daze. The gray fog, which seemed to have broken through to the legendary level before, now maintained the posture of grasping the core and reappeared in front of the Destiny Stone Tower.
As the desperate pressure of being unable to escape suddenly disappeared, Gray Mist's whole body suddenly relaxed, and he fell to the ground with almost uncontrollable weakness.
As his mind regained clarity, Gray Mist looked at the suddenly changing environment around him. He was a little confused at first, but then he instantly understood everything that had just happened, and his expression became extremely complicated.
"How does it feel to break through the legend, Lord Gray Mist?"
In front of him, Avis spread his hands slightly, maintaining the same posture as when they just met, and looked at him calmly.
"No...I don't believe it, man in the mirror, you are lying to me!"
Staring at Avis's face, Gray Mist grasped Onichous' core and spoke with an extremely hoarse and difficult voice.
"Cheat you? Haha——"
Seeing Gray Mist's vehement denial, Avis laughed.
"Stop hypnotizing yourself, Mr. Gray Mist. As a former ninth-rank prophet, can you still deceive yourself?"
As he spoke, Avis waved his hand gently, and the core in Gray Mist's hand automatically flew up and fell into his hand.
"And then, what are you going to do?"
Looking at Avis holding the core, Stargazer suddenly spoke.
"Leave the core, Man in the Mirror. It does not belong to you."
As if to prove his words, a holy white light fell from the sky, and Saint Messiah III and a group of bishops reappeared.
"what to do?"
Under everyone's gaze, Avis smiled.
"goodbye!"
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