CHAPTER 507: CHAPTER 25 PLOTTING THE COUNTERPLOT

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Anvis remained composed, but he had already understood the current situation.

The accidental emergence of the Sword of King Selection was likely not an accident at all, but a trap set early by certain individuals. And it seemed to be specifically aimed at the Four Great Families of the Empire.

From the peculiar Power of Destiny that he had just exempted himself from, he sensed the presence of a familiar old rival.

The Power of Destiny was not some kind of attack, but served as a cover and concealment.

In other words, when others use Prophecy Magic to investigate the events that occurred during this time, they will receive results that are drastically different from the truth.

Although they were from opposing camps, Anvis still greatly admired the correct decisions made by the other party once he figured out their maneuvers.

The attackers likely understood that the descendants of the Four Great Families possessed Mysterious Objects and blessings capable of countering destiny attacks.

Therefore, from the beginning, the opponent did not intend to truly twist their fate, but simply to cover and conceal it.

However, this operation had a minor issue: as the recipients’ destiny lines continued to develop, this covering and concealment would be difficult to maintain effectively over a long period.

Thus, the only solution would be...

Swish—

Just as Anvis was thinking about this, an Eighth Rank man in black appeared silently in front of him.

In his hand, a hollow ring-shaped Talisman was flashing with a ghostly green ’light’.

Interestingly, the green light seemed to exist only within Anvis’s Perception, and the hand of the man in black holding the Talisman wasn’t tinted green by the nearby light source at all.

"Who are you?!"

Facing the suddenly appearing mysterious enemy, Anvis vigilantly entered a defensive state.

But in the next instant, his attention was involuntarily drawn to the green light emitted by the Talisman in the man’s hand. His eyes gradually became lifeless, his consciousness gradually dissipated, and he fell into darkness...

"Thump—"

The unconscious body slumped to the ground, and the man in black, unsurprisingly, picked up the ’incapacitated’ Anvis and quickly left the scene.

In the distant Pamir Academy, the real body of Anvis opened his eyes, sensing the faint connection from the sleeping alter ego, quietly waiting.

Having realized that the enemy’s target was not to directly kill him, Anvis made a very bold choice.

He deliberately controlled his alter ego not to resist, pretending to be an ordinary Seventh Rank Professional, allowing the enemy to knock him out and take him away, intending to investigate who was behind this all.

He dared to do this because he had something to rely on.

After multiple upgrades of the Ancient Secret Scripture, [Flesh Manipulation] had advanced to [Flesh Control]. Even if the alter ego fell into a deep sleep, he could still manipulate the body of the alter ego with the most basic controls under the ability of Flesh Control.

Before sending out his alter ego to explore, Anvis had already thoroughly changed the body structure of this alter ego to ensure that outsiders could not link it with his true Identity.

Moreover, after breaking through the Eighth Rank with [Dark Side of the Moon], it had acquired the ’Soul Stacking’ ability. It enabled him to separate and shape a ’Derived Soul’ from his own consciousness, which served as the exposed soul aura of the alter ego.

This ability seemed to originate from the Power of Destiny’s incarnation ’Rai’, who tore off his own shadow and elevated it to the Dream World’s Purple Moon.

With these layered abilities, his alter ego would not be exposed even when facing a true Ninth Rank.

The opponent did not make him wait too long; about fifteen minutes later, Anvis suddenly sensed again that the special sleeping state of his alter ego was beginning to be lifted.

"Hmmm..."

On the other side, the doppelganger of Anvis slowly opened his eyes, still unclear about what had transpired with himself.

The surrounding light was dim, and the hard, cool touch beneath him felt like he was lying on a flat rock.

But in the next instant, he seemed to suddenly realize something, his hands instinctively making casting gestures, only to be ’shocked’ to find that he could no longer mobilize the magic power within him.

"...Are you awake?"

Upon seeing his change, a voice, whose gender was indistinguishable, spoke up from beside him.

"Then, look at me."

Under the influence of some kind of magic power, Anvis turned his head towards the source of the sound, but at first glance, he did not see a person, but a pair of eyes emitting a faint green radiance.

"Remember, you saw with your own eyes how Sikasa Enoch killed Yasila Aslade to seize a Stone Sword, and destroyed the scene using Superposition Magic."

As the figure spoke in a harsh, rhythmically odd tone, a strong hypnotic power twisted Anvis’s mind, causing his eyes, which had briefly cleared, to dim once again.

"Sikasa Enoch killed Yasila Aslade..."

His eyes losing focus, Anvis instinctively repeated the words of the figure, like a puppet being manipulated in the palms of another.

"After Sikasa left, you, who discovered an incredible secret, planned to return immediately at the fastest speed and report everything that happened here to your loyal figure, Anvis Olivendi.

But what you didn’t tell anyone is that, just to be safe, you had secretly recorded everything with a Crystal Ball and carried it with you at all times."

"Incredible secret, I must report to my lord... I have recorded it with a Crystal Ball... Crystal Ball...?"

Speaking of the Crystal Ball, Anvis’s gaze suddenly shot through with confusion, as if there was a clash in his memory.

"The Crystal Ball is here, this is very important, you must not lose it."

To this, the figure was obviously prepared. Accompanied by the words, a black Demonized Crystal Ball emerged in the figure’s hand, and it was slowly handed over to Anvis.

Anvis too slowly reached out to receive it, and cherished it by placing it inside a separate ring, then slowly raised his hand to hang the ring on his chest. Every movement seemed to be in slow motion, passing right before the figure’s eyes.

"...Now, you should leave through the Teleportation Array over there. After you leave this place, you will forget all memories related to me and this place."

Finally, issuing the last command, the figure gestured towards a side of the room where a faintly glowing Teleportation Array stood.

Supporting himself on the edge of the stone platform, Anvis slowly stood up, his gaze seemingly unconsciously sweeping around, then turned towards the direction of the Teleportation Array, and staggered towards it.

"..."

Throughout this process, the figure closely watched his movements, uttering not a word.

In the end, Anvis slowly stepped onto the Teleportation Array and was transported away in a beam of light.

After Anvis’s figure disappeared, the person in the room quietly watched the Teleportation Array, silent.

But unbeknownst to anyone, a fleeting look of fanatic worship flashed through the bottom of his eyes.

At this moment, in Pamir Academy, the real body of Anvis also opened his eyes, revealing a strange smile.

In his Spirit Space, a new connection point of the Twisted Seed was shimmering with a luster akin to dark green stars.

What a coincidence, I also know a bit about hypnosis.