With countless human settlements as the dividing line, the more professionals there are and the more prosperous the area, the denser the starlight.
At this moment, looking at the starry land, Anvis suddenly had a feeling. It was as if he was facing an extremely huge chessboard, and everything under his feet were extremely small chess pieces that could be manipulated at will.
It's like facing an extremely huge stage, and everything else is a supporting role, just to set off one's own glory.
Of course, this feeling goes as quickly as it comes.
Thinking about his current strength and the enemies he faced, his heart was immediately filled with humility and low-keyness.
Even if this world is really a chessboard of some kind of existence, then he trapped under the zenith wall can only be regarded as one of the chess pieces on the board at best, not even the protagonist at this moment.
Shaking his head, Anvis turned his head and looked into the distance.
In the distant sky, at the same height as him, dozens of stars as bright as the silver moon guarded the main sun-like star in the center, seeming to be performing some kind of secret ritual.
At the same time, according to Anvis's observation, many ninth-order people have rushed there urgently, preparing to nip it in the bud.
Judging from that number, I am afraid that it is not just the ninth-level power of the Federation's many prophets. The other two major empires on the mainland have also noticed the drastic changes in the web of destiny, and began to secretly send ninth-level teams into the Federation, ready to wait for opportunities to intervene.
At this moment, the opponent's mysterious prophet's degree of interference with the web of destiny has exceeded sixty.
"Is the most critical battle finally about to begin?"
Anvis looked at the distant sky. At this moment, it was not only illuminated by the starlight from the perspective of destiny, but actually lit up.
"...It's really a grand performance, Mr. Farr."
The terrifying magic light rising into the sky was accompanied by huge magic fluctuations. Even if Anvis was far away, the aftermath of the powerful magic there could be felt.
However, even if the scale of the battle has reached this level. But in Avis' sight, those stars were always as bright as before.
It is clear that the parliamentary side is well prepared for this moment tonight.
So, in this epic drama with the entire Federation as the stage, the legendary terrorist resistance organization 'Circle of Truth' will naturally not be absent.
As his thoughts moved, a figure with a pale mask and a black hood and cloak suddenly appeared next to him.
The extremely real aura of the ninth level rules emanated from the figure's body.
This was not his regular flesh and blood clone, but a special clone that was transformed using the ninth-level extreme corpse that was temporarily kept by Langton as a material.
Although Dark Crow had previously consumed most of the power of the rules, the remaining part was enough to prove his identity as the 'Ninth Level Ultimate'.
After connecting with the clone with his mind, the clone disappeared instantly and rushed towards the distant direction that was already illuminated by the radiance of magic.
At the same time, his body began to remotely connect to all the rune arrays previously arranged in the magic crystal mining area, ready to activate them at any time.
He had actually already been prepared for today's scene.
.….….
On the other side, where many stars of destiny gather, the battle has entered a dilemma on the side of the prophets.
The huge three-dimensional defense array shimmered in the sky, surrounded by a spherical wall of light with blue runes. It was almost blazing white at the moment, blocking all external attacks like a natural moat.
It was a giant defensive array built by a dozen ninth-level and ninth-level extreme people. It had extremely powerful magic deflection and absorption effects. It was simply not something that these ninth-level people could break through.
The prophet side has even used terminal-level weapons beyond the ninth level, but with the power of the entire construction network at this moment, even limit-breaking weapons are powerless against that barrier.
In the core area of the magic circle, many ninth-level parliaments are following the speaker's previous instructions to communicate and construct a network through the crowned headband.
And use itself as a container to gather as much spiritual power as possible to build the network.
Originally, they didn't have much idea about building a network. But when they truly felt the huge power gathered by the network, many ninth-level people suddenly burst into confidence.
"...What a wonderful power! In this state, I even have the confidence to touch the real ninth level limit!"
Sensing that all attacks from the outside world had failed, a ninth-level man who looked like an Argonian spoke excitedly.
The feeling of power in the body that is so full that it is almost overflowing cannot be deceived. Even the magic circle maintained by a small part of the outflow power is enough to block the level-breaking attack.
"Ninth level limit? That is no longer the opponent we need to consider now."
After hearing his words, at the core of the giant magic circle, surrounded by eight white-gold inscribed spiers, the speaker who guided the super secret ritual shook his head.
"Don't worry about them, just like ants can't block a river, the strength of the power we have now has completely surpassed this era.
It is the aggregation of pan-consciousness power of nearly 100 million network connectors in most of the federation. If it is regarded as a whole existence, then its power has far exceeded the ninth level.
If its power is completely gathered into a magic, only such power can truly hope to break through the invisible dome that traps us. "
"Of course, this power can only be used once tonight. Our enemies will never allow the construct network to continue to exist."
Listening to the speaker's words, the eyes of many ninth-level people flickered.
Although they are a bit reluctant to part with it, judging from a rational point of view, this may not be a bad thing for them.
It can only be used once, which means that after tonight, no matter whether the plan is successful or not, everyone will still return to the original starting line.
Otherwise, they will have no choice but to fight for control over the constructed network.
After looking at the ninth-level people who were silent again, the Speaker turned his head and looked to the distance to one side.
In that direction, the Sky City of the Magic Council loomed in the clouds, reflecting the faint silvery moonlight.
It has been less than half an hour since this unprecedented super-level magic was completely completed.
And when the magic is completed, it is the moment when Gray Mist breaks through the ninth-level prophet.
Stargazer...now, what are you going to do?
.….….
On the other side, in the Sky City, [Secret Seeker] Alwani also felt the same.
Ever since [Stargazer] Brents retreated to recuperate, he and Vernica have taken turns sitting in the Sky City.
Now, even if he is not a prophet, as a ninth-level extreme person, he can still have a vague feeling that such a huge change has occurred in the web of fate.
At the same time, the star of destiny left to him by the stargazer was already burning hot.
Thinking about what Alwani told him that this star contained the power of three prophecies, Alwani tried to activate it. With a flash of light, invisible ripples of fate spread out from the web of fate like water waves.
As a result, something went wrong in the operation of the magic circle on the Speaker's side.
A rune suddenly collapsed, followed by a whole series of chain reactions.
Even if the Speaker immediately took action to stabilize the out-of-control formation structure, the previous nearly half an hour's arrangement was almost in vain, and the progress was greatly slowed down.
So Alwani activated the star of destiny twice again.
