Chapter 880 The World in the Mirror

This astonishing scene immediately attracted the attention of many high-level beings.

Without the magic of fate to cover it, the truth of Gray Mist's actions was immediately revealed. Knowing that they had been deceived, other ninth-level beings immediately tried to cross the space to rush over, but found that the space within the Evernight Icefield had been disrupted in advance by some force and could not be transmitted.

As a former ninth-level prophet, Gray Mist might not be able to stop the arrival of [Mirror Man] Avis and [Stargazer] Brunz, but the arrangements he left behind were easy to delay others for a short time.

At the same time, in the study room on the top floor of Moon Castle in the far north of the Gloria Empire, Avis, wearing a long black cloak, stepped out from the shadow of a corner of the bookshelf and walked under the sunlight tilted by the huge stained glass window.

"Is it time to go back?"

Sensing the appearance of Avis, Fiona, who was looking out the window with her chin in her hand, turned her head slightly, and joy flashed in her big lake blue eyes.

"Yes, it's almost time. Next, we will return to the original timeline soon."

Nodding slightly, Avis walked to Fiona's side and looked at the cloudless sky outside the towering arched window, as well as the flocks of migrating white birds.

"...I know. Do I need to make any preparations?"

Hearing the expected answer, the girl nodded vigorously, and her soft and long light golden hair lit up slightly, proving that the owner was in a very happy mood at the moment.

"Prepare? No, but before we leave, maybe we can see something more unique."

Smiling mysteriously, Avis materialized a strange illusory round mirror in mid-air while the girl tilted her head in doubt.

With a wave of ripples on the water, some images appeared vaguely on the surface of the lens, and then quickly became clear. It was the scene around the Tower of Destiny.

At this moment, a beam of light connecting the sky and the earth was emitted from the top of the stone tower, connecting to the dark narrow crack in the sky that looked like an eye.

"Is this... the Holy Messiah Empire's Destiny Tower? What's on that light?"

Fiona opened her eyes wide in surprise, looking at the scenery in the mirror in confusion.

"That crack..."

Staring at the image in the mirror, Avis spoke in a low voice.

"That is, the coming doomsday--"

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"Did you just let him go?"

Under the Destiny Tower, looking at the gray fog that seemed to have escaped along the beam of light, Claire looked at the black-haired boy beside her who looked up at the night sky without any blocking action.

"He has nowhere to go."

Avis smiled calmly at Claire's doubts.

"Great... Is that your [World Deduction]?"

At this time, an old voice suddenly came from the side.

"Yes, I wonder if Mr. Stargazer has any advice?"

Turning his eyes to the source of the voice, Avis looked at the Stargazer who seemed to have given up struggling, with an interested look.

"Now, this should be our second meeting, right?"

After taking a deep look at Avis, the Stargazer touched his translucent spiral beard, his voice hoarse.

"When a prophet breaks through the ninth level, he will receive an additional gift from the web of fate. I call this ability [World Deduction].

It seems that the effect of your [World Deduction] ability seems to create a false fate."

"World Deduction?"

Listening to the old voice of the Stargazer, Avis gently raised his right hand, and a crystal-like illusory round mirror emerged in his palm.

"I prefer to call it the world in the mirror."

As Avis moved, the image of the low stone tower of fate was reflected in the mirror.

But strangely, the stone tower looked ordinary in the mirror, and there was no huge light column and eye-like huge crack extending from the top.

"Here, the fate of the real world will be temporarily replaced with the world in the mirror. Although everything will develop like the real world, it is only the world in the mirror that changes."

Holding the illusory round mirror, Avis smiled indifferently.

"Of course, due to my personal strength, when the simulated dark existence descends, I'm afraid this reflection will be unable to withstand it and will collapse. I'm sorry to make Mr. Bruntz laugh."

"Alas--"

Looking at this scene, the stargazer sighed again.

"As my student, he has actually done very well. It's a pity...he met you."

"Isn't it what you want to see that he was stopped by me?"

Avis calmly looked at the stargazer who seemed to have a compassionate look. In his heart, the threat of the stargazer was actually much greater than the gray fog. Even if the stargazer looked like he was being plotted against by the gray fog at this moment, he would not relax his guard.

Speaking of this, the two of them suddenly turned their heads slightly and looked in a certain direction.

At this moment, a white light like the dawn suddenly appeared in the dark sky in the distance. It was the brilliance of the holy power of more than one ninth-level priest who gathered together.

Not surprisingly, the first to arrive amidst this huge momentum were the rulers of this land, the archbishops of the Holy Light Church, and the leader of the group was the current Holy Light Pope Saint Messiah III.

What was a little unexpected was that the Pope was surging with an extremely strong holy power glow, even more powerful and dazzling than the previous saintly state of Yanile.

"God said that darkness will retreat."

Without any greetings, many clergymen took action directly, and an extremely large holy white magic circle emerged in the night sky, blocking the huge crack in the sky.

Due to the cover of Avis's mirror world, the Pope and others who came did not notice the existence of Avis and others at the first time, but in contrast, the illusory round mirror in Avis's hand burst into a crack when the Pope descended.

"It is indeed an amazing power. Is this the truth of the Pope's hidden saint plan?"

Avis was a little surprised at the power displayed by Saint Messia III at the moment. Unlike Yanile, who could only maintain the saintly form for a short time before, the Pope's state was obviously more perfect.

It is not completely transformed into a light man, but the simple double pupils turned into a blazing white color, and the skin showed a strange texture like a light crystal.

Compared with Yanile's body, which was as violent and dazzling as the midday sun, Saint Messia III was like a rising sun, with a gentler and more restrained breath, but the sense of sacred and inviolable majesty was even more than that.

If it weren't for the suppression of Univar's Dream, Anvis had no doubt that the current Pope would be able to break through the legend at any time.