Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

"The seabed far away from the target, activate the lightless moon... No, activate the array of magic spiers, and launch the fusion spell [Light of Purification]."

He wanted to try the power of the Floating Void City, but before he finished speaking, Anweis changed his words temporarily.

The launch of the Luminous Moon was too noisy, even if it was tested in the depths of the endless sea, it would likely attract some unnecessary attention.

A secret weapon is at its most powerful when it is first revealed.

"Your will, Your Majesty the Master—"

Following Anvis' thoughts, the surface of the floating city suddenly lit up slightly. The huge magic power converges along the magic energy circuit to the six platinum slender towers at the terminal, forming a complete magic circle with six base points.

Amidst the slight buzzing sound, a white-gold beam of light shot out from the center of the magic circle, instantly piercing through the endless sea water of unknown depth, and bombarding the ancient seabed.

The next moment, the originally blue-black sea water was instantly illuminated, and endless platinum radiance erupted from the bottom of the sea, just like a newborn scorching sun rising from the bottom of the sea!

"The magic spire array has entered the cooling stage, countdown: three minutes. The loss of the inscription circuit is 2.6 percent."

Listening to Bomiya's self-inspection report, Anweis is quite satisfied with the test results.

The purifying light shot just now has completely reached the level of a ninth-order full blow in terms of power alone.

These mana spiers are also relics that Anvis 'salvaged' from the original sky city. But it is a pity that with his current level of magic knowledge, it is not enough to decipher the core circles engraved on them.

Although Bomia can control and repair part of the Golem foundry, due to the lack of some key high elf magic instruments, the core part cannot be restored.

Previously,

Anvis once handed over the relevant information to the Duke of Carrot in the name of the legacy of the Sky City that he "accidentally obtained", hoping that the Duke would give him some surprises and find a way to produce some of these spiers.

But things backfired. After searching through the family's secret library, the Duke gave him bad news. To repair them at the current level of magic, a ninth-level spellcaster needs to personally inscribe them with special rules and power materials, and the time to complete one needs to be calculated on a monthly basis.

In other words, unless he finds a ninth rank to work for him.

Bishop Yanil can barely be counted as one, but the other party is sensitive and has many daily affairs, so he is not suitable for this.

As a result, Anvis could only temporarily use these towers to support it first, and at the same time try to search for the special ancient high elf instruments needed through channels such as the Olivendi family and the Glory Alliance.

Because the high elves pursue the style of extreme beauty, many nobles and collectors like to collect these instruments with strong magical beauty unearthed from the ruins.

But until the Sky City has been successfully raised, he has only found a few of the instruments he was looking for, and the price offered by the other party is so high that even Anweis feels that he has been taken advantage of.

Now that the Floating Void City exists, I can't avoid going to their homes afterwards and persuading them to borrow one or two instruments for use.

However, looking at the restored Floating Void City, Anweis suddenly thought of the mysterious half-elf girl, Claire, who had sent him a letter saying that she was going to find the ruined city of the great race, but there was no news of it.

Strictly speaking, his Floating Void City authority was obtained with the help of the other party.

I just don't know how she is doing now.

But this idea only turned for a moment, and then disappeared again.

From the memories shared by Claire, she seems to have existed since the ancient golden age millions of years ago, when the high elves still existed. He even managed to survive the [Big Tear] incident and survived until now.

Anweis felt that maybe one day in the future when he himself died, Claire could come to his tombstone in his current image and place a bouquet of roses, which would cause a landslide or an earthquake by the way.

After the floating city was successfully restored, Anvis asked Bomia to activate the strongest hidden mode and temporarily hover over the island.

And he himself returned to the island base, intending to check on Ogerman's situation.

The Perfect Blood and Demonized Soldier plans also need the strength of the other party, and Anvis must ensure that the state of his employees is normal.

But when he arrived in front of O'Gorman's laboratory, Anvis noticed the problem.

In O'Gorman's laboratory, the protective circles are all turned on at maximum power. At the same time, Oggman's mental state from the Seed of Distortion is also a bit strange, as if he is constantly switching between fear and calm.

"I'm the supervisor. I heard that there seems to be something wrong with you here. Your Excellency Anvis sent me to check on your situation. Please activate the protective circle, Your Excellency Ogman."

Touching the sound transmission circle at the door, Anweis spoke calmly.

"...Your Excellency the Supervisor?"

When Anweis' voice came into it, O'Gorman seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then his mental state completely recovered.

"I feel fine, please come in."

With O'Gorman's voice, the door slowly opened.

But inside the opened door, everything was pitch-black, and a cold aura escaped silently from below. Even the light coming in from outside the door could not illuminate the situation in the laboratory.

"...Please don't mind the environment here, Your Excellency the Supervisor, the experimental subjects I have been studying recently cannot see the light."

For a moment, O'Gorman, who was a little pale, appeared in front of Anweis with a bone-white scepter.

"Nothing, how is your research going?"

Since the other party was a paleontologist, it was difficult for Anweis to say anything.

"My research? Great! It doesn't get any better than this!"

Mentioning research, O'Gorman's eyes suddenly flashed a pathological frenzy.

"Come with me, I'll show you—"

As he said that, some hunched old scholars dragged Anweis into the depths of the laboratory at a speed that didn't fit his figure.

Soon, a special huge pot-shaped object appeared in Anvis's telepathy.

Although it has no color, Anvis can 'see' a strange existence like a deep sea lily with countless tiny tentacles, swaying slightly in the liquid in the jar.

And the rhizome at the bottom of this 'sea lily' is deeply rooted on the remains of an incomplete humanoid creature.

What made Anweis feel a little uncomfortable and familiar was that the face of this humanoid wreck had no facial features.

"My Perfect Blood project got a big break when I studied the remains of a new ancient creature found on this island.

Do you know? It is the most perfect work of art in this world! Through a special secretion in its body, I finally managed to concoct the ninth level [Perfect Blood]!

Those new demonized soldiers also benefited from this. The flesh and blood of demonized creatures in their bodies can fuse with more high-level blood without collapsing, which allows them to withstand a greater source of magic power and exert stronger combat effectiveness! "

Speaking of excitement, O'Gorman's tone became extremely excited.

"...Is there anything unusual about the base recently, Your Excellency O'Gorman?"

However, looking at O'Gorman's hunched back standing in front of the huge cultivation tank, Anvis suddenly spoke.

"abnormal situation?"

Hearing this word, O'Gorman's body froze. A trace of panic rose from the depths of his eyes, but it disappeared almost in the next instant.

After a while, he turned around slowly, looking at Anweis with a strange calmness in his eyes.

"There is no problem here, Your Excellency the Overseer—"