Chapter 838 Space-Time Mirror

"This kind of power..."

Using the force field to seal the wound on his body, Marquis Winter sensed the invisible pressure coming from the surroundings, and his scarlet eyes scanned the broken mirror-like world around him, his eyes full of solemnity.

This was the first time he had fought against a ninth-level prophet head-on. After all, there was only one ninth-level prophet in the entire continent before, the Stargazer, and there was no one for him to practice with.

And the power that Avis had just used, which could even completely reflect back his ninth-level talent skills, was something he had never heard of before.

At this moment, realizing that Avis was weird and difficult, Marquis Winter actually had the intention to retreat in his heart, but he couldn't let go of the secret of this base, and couldn't help but feel a little dilemma.

Avis didn't know the entanglement in Marquis Winter's heart. He was actually just testing the various abilities he had gained after breaking through the ninth-level prophet.

For example, he had previously displayed the images of several other marquises in front of Marquis Winter, as if he could drag many ninth-levels by casually turning the web of fate, making it impossible for them to come to support.

But the actual situation is that Avis only intercepted the request for help sent by Marquis Winter.

And those images of several ninth-level marquises being entangled by various accidents, which are displayed in the magic mirror, are a future "possibility" deduced by prophetic magic.

In other words, these marquises may encounter these troubles in the future, but when they will encounter them is still unknown.

And, according to the feedback sent back by the web of fate, Avis can only delay Marquis Winter's request for help for half a magic hour at most.

Without much hesitation, Avis tried to activate another special ability of his mirror field.

Under the vigilant eyes of Marquis Winter, Avis's mirror clones suddenly emerged from countless broken lenses floating in the void.

And, the aura emitted by each mirror clone is almost the same as Avis's body.

The next moment, a large number of 'Avis' began to prepare various completely different attack spells. The growing sense of crisis made Marquis Winter temporarily unable to distinguish the true body of Avis. He could only activate his strongest defense ability after launching a large-scale attack.

A huge thunderstorm vortex condensed around Marquis Winter, firmly protecting his figure. The terrifying blood-colored lightning was like countless sea snakes, winding towards the numerous figures of Avis.

But what shocked Marquis Winter was that although his attack annihilated some projections, many projections did not dissipate after bearing his attack, but instead released a ninth-level attack spell to him.

These mirror images are not simple clone magic, but Avis's own space-time mirror images at different time points, summoned by him with the power of the web of fate and his understanding of the timeline after traveling through time and space.

Unlike the magic clones that shattered at a touch, the strongest part of these projections is not even weaker than his original body. But as a price, they cannot stay in the present for a long time. Each space-time mirror image can only exist for one minute from the beginning of its appearance.

Facing the attacks of countless ‘Anvis’, at this moment, the intention of retreating in the heart of Marquis Winter completely overwhelmed the idea of ​​keeping the secret here.

The enemy’s means are too weird. He is a ninth-level noble, and there is no need to fight with an unknown existence for a possible secret.

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While Anvis and Marquis Winter were fighting fiercely, in the core secret room at the deepest part of the base, a petite girl in a white dress was tightly bound to a strange device.

The main body of the device is made of high-strength magic-averse alloy, and the high-level magic-forbidden ring engraved with dark blue runes is bound to the girl’s slender white limbs and neck, firmly imprisoning the magic power in the girl’s body, making her look more fragile and pitiful.

Along her wrists on both sides, two transparent catheters penetrated deeply into them, and a stream of blood with brilliance flowed out of the catheters and flowed into the blood pool whose function was unknown. The magic effects on the surrounding devices always maintained the girl’s minimum vital signs.

The girl closed her eyes, her waist-length hair flowing naturally, but the ends were floating in the air, presenting a strange state like anti-gravity.

Fiona had a dream.

In the dream, she came to a quiet forest, some strange little animals were running around, and countless white bellflowers were swaying in the wind in the woodland sprinkled with broken golden sunlight.

Following a winding path, the girl walked into the depths of the forest, where a strange and magnificent huge castle appeared in her eyes.

Unlike the Moon Castle she was familiar with, this castle has a more fantasy-style cone-top tower connected by a large number of floating flying arches. The bright sun hung motionlessly in the sky, coating this fantasy castle with a light golden color.

Passing through the tall door, the girl saw the castle's garden with silver roses in full bloom. At this moment, a strange tea party was being held in the garden.

At the long dining table covered with a white tablecloth, small animals in formal attire were enjoying afternoon tea and chatting with each other leisurely, their postures as elegant as humans.

In the middle of the long table, a petite girl was sitting there with a white porcelain teacup in one hand and a book in front of her, flipping through the book with her slender hands.

She was wearing the same light white dress, with a large light blue bow on her head, and her long light golden hair fell down as softly as the afternoon sun, beautiful as a painting.

As if sensing her gaze, the girl stopped flipping the book and gently raised her head. The surprised face was reflected in her beautiful big blue eyes.

"...Who are you? Where is this place?"

When the girl sitting at the dining table looked up, Fiona suddenly felt as if she saw herself in the mirror.

"I am Fiona, and this is my dream."

Behind the long table, Fiona tilted her head and looked at the other 'Fiona' who came with some curiosity.

When Fiona was accidentally engulfed by the time and space power that Avis traveled through, she didn't actually feel much, but felt that her eyes seemed to suddenly blur, and then she appeared in a chaotic and unknown place.

Aware of the abnormal situation, she immediately unfolded the power of "Fiona's Dreamland" after merging with the inheritance land, and forcibly assimilated the surrounding environment into her home field.

Before the arrival of the other 'Fiona', the girl just thought that she was involved in a special dream for unknown reasons, and was trying to find a way to return to Avis.

However, when she saw the 'other self' appear in front of her. She finally realized that the situation seemed to be much more complicated than she had imagined.

Because, when the two looked at each other, some new memory fragments suddenly began to quickly and synchronously emerge in their minds.

Unlike Avis, Fiona's consciousness descended on herself in another world. This situation means that for some superficial memories, the two can synchronize directly.

As the memory synchronization ended, Fiona quickly understood her current situation.

"So... I don't know how long it has been since I was caught?"

After reading the memory of Fiona's experience in this world, Fiona was surprised.