Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes-Chapter 370 - 145 Aftermath

Radiant History, Year 2461, First Sprout Month, the 24th day.

Accompanied by a rumble resembling the roar of thunder, a dazzling stream of white light, akin to a galaxy, shimmered in the night sky above the Endless Sea to the east of the Yar Continent.

Originating from the side of the massive Floating City in the sky, this radiant river of light, carrying destructive Magic Power, surged out like a long rainbow, flowing towards the endless horizon.

Along with this stream of light, countless sparkling crystal dust particles also spilled out.

Bathed in the bright white river of light, these dust particles appeared like a veil adorned with luminescence, enveloping the surface of the river and rendering its edges faintly blurred.

Under the continual scouring of the endlessly surging river of light, a small section of the Floating City directly disintegrated, with the remaining part illuminated by the white flames.

After letting out a mournful wail, the remaining section could no longer maintain its stable floating state and began to gradually sink.

Taking into account that the Core Energy Room might fail, the entire Floating City was equipped with three backup Energy Rooms.

These could be temporarily activated in case of an emergency in the main Energy Room, buying time for repairs.

Every second of maintaining the city afloat required an astonishing amount of Magic Power. Without the Eternal Core, the remaining backup power sources could only manage a controlled descent.

Now they faithfully fulfilled their role, ensuring that the Floating City wouldn’t fall like a stone.

However, today, millions of years later, there would no longer be a High Elf to repair it.

The splendor of the Ancient Golden Age was finally drawing to a close within the river of time.

Many Ninth Rank beings had already departed, and the waters that had been pushed away returned to their original state.

Reflected on the dark waters below, the city ablaze with white flames approached, resembling a true meteor.

Ultimately, within a massive wave, the colossal Sky City sank back into the depths of the sea.

At the same time, as if confirming the end of their task, the Themis Statue lurking nearby in the sky utilized the last of its Magic Power to tear open a chaotic spatial rift, slipping into it and vanishing.

Only at this moment did a few cautious Ninth Rank beings dare to approach and begin examining the remnants of the Floating City.

"...Hmm!"

At the same time as the light stream burst forth, within the Magic Council’s Observation Tower.

The Stargazer Brents, who was seated cross-legged, suddenly paled, and his aura rapidly weakened, the strange transparent spiral beard on his chin snapped in half instantly.

At the same time, the faint Destiny Mist that always shrouded his body suddenly trembled violently, and along with it, his body seemed to be gradually becoming transparent.

"Variables..."

After reading the urgent message from Orvani, Brents sadly shook his head with a complex expression on his face—both helpless and somewhat self-deprecating—as if he had sensed something.

Since becoming the only Ninth Rank Prophet on the Continent, he had not suffered from fate backlash in a long time. Yet, he had not expected that this sole accidental mishap would be such a severe blow.

Without a doubt, the source of the drastic changes in the Net of Destiny was likely still the variable he had vaguely sensed within the web of fate.

Although he paid a heavy price this time, the gain was not entirely absent. At the very least, he could now be sure that the true Identity of that variable lay within the group of individuals entering the ruins this time.

And with high probability, it was that mysterious individual who claimed to be from the ’Truth Circle.’

Regrettably, not to mention the Meteorite Ruins being at the epicenter of the Net of Destiny’s tidal wave, his current state of severe injury also left him unable to perform large-scale prophecy again.

A flicker of weak Magic Power brilliance crossed his fingertips, and a transmission Magic Array flashed in the air.

"Orvani, Veronica, for the next fifty years, I will temporarily close the Observation Tower and not accept any external messages."

Saying this, Brents casually plucked two slightly ethereal stars from the void, tossing them into space.

"Within these two Stars of Destiny are the forces of my Prophecy at its peak. Should you encounter any major issues, activate them with your spiritual power.

Also, at certain moments, they will reveal some matters to you on their own..."

After leaving a few brief messages, Brents lowered his hand, and his figure gradually faded away and disappeared.

This time he had indeed been careless, but fortunately, he still had enough time to set everything back on the right track before the final moment arrived.

Fifty years later, after recovering from the backlash of fate, he would be able to lock down that variable—

"Brents, are you hurt?"

Just moments after Brents vanished, his final message was sent out as he had arranged beforehand. The next second, a slightly lazy female voice came from the void, seeming somewhat puzzled.

However, inside the empty room, there was no one left to respond.

.........

The very next morning, the headlines of all the top newspapers on Yar Continent were dominated by news of the Meteorite Ruins.

Magic Times, Empire Morning News, Federation Newspaper, and others reported the event from various angles.

’The true nature of the Meteorite Ruins that fell upon the Gloria Empire has been confirmed to be the Floating City of the Ancient High Elves!’

’Control of the Floating City once fell into the hands of a mysterious person! Who claimed to be from the Resistance Organization ’Truth Circle’!’

’...’

After reading through the contents reported by several newspapers, Anvis picked up the Elf Tea beside him and took a sip, comfortably leaning back on the sofa.

Earlier, when countless teleportation radiance flashed, the feedback from the Net of Destiny had caused his Prophet abilities to skyrocket like riding a rocket, enhancing from just entering Seventh Rank to the peak of Seventh Rank.

At the same time, taking advantage of the cover of numerous teleportation fluctuations, Anvis had swapped places with his Duke alter ego using Secret Techniques as soon as he left the Floating City.

His alter ego, after teleporting to the nearest Empire city with Xia Ye Yinghuo, was immediately disintegrated on the spot by him, turning into dust. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Subsequently, following the last Task he left behind, Xia Ye Yinghuo collected all the dust into a box, stowed it in his backpack, and bound it, thus achieving the goal of perfectly erasing all traces.

Without any traces, he wasn’t worried someone could track him down using Prophecy Magic. As he himself had become a High Rank Prophet, and was still wearing that peculiar Isolation Cloak, Prophecy Skills were of no effect against him now.

At the moment, he had returned to his dwelling at Pamir Academy. Thanks to this set of maneuvers, the outside world hadn’t taken much notice of him.

Instead, the Academy, for his prior solo effort of leading many students back to the group, granted him and a few other students with similar merits a generous amount of credit awards.

With a sidelong glance at the newspaper’s magical projections, which seemed as real as actual scenes, Anvis’s thoughts once again returned to the last scene he had perceived.

At the very last moment of the core explosion, several Ninth Rank Limit used their final life-saving means to forcibly break through the Dream Realm blockade of the Floating City and escaped to safety.

Apart from those Ninth Rank Limit, the rest who were still within the Floating City’s Dream Space at the moment of explosion had all perished.

Anvis was unsure how many Ninth Rank had fallen into a deep slumber due to the cataclysmic explosion of the Eternal Core.

However, in the last moment as he failed to disengage from Destiny Manipulation in time, he too was affected by the tumultuous wave from the Net of Destiny and sustained some injuries.

Based on the intense turbulence of the Net of Destiny at that instant, Anvis was certain about one thing.

The source behind the current situation, who had changed the fates of so many Ninth Rank with his own powers through the intervention of destiny, was definitely the Stargazer Brents at the forefront.

This time, the backlash of the Net of Destiny might really cause Brents a big trouble that he could not escape from, and it was unknown how long it would take for him to recover.

Those who play with fate will ultimately be played by fate itself.