Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes
Chapter 116: The Secret Beneath the Sighing Pants

Chapter 116: Chapter 116: The Secret Beneath the Sighing Pants

"Remove my clothes?"

The Last Dragon Descendant paused for a moment, but didn’t think too much of it, assuming it was just for Anvis’s research needs.

After being left with only the inseparable Sighing Pants, the Elf lay back down on the stone bed.

The icy and firm sensation from behind made him slightly uncomfortable, causing him to shift a bit.

"Why is there still one piece left?"

Anvis inquired deliberately after glancing at the Elf.

"Lord Anvis, I can’t take this one off..."

The Elf’s expression twitched, unsure of how to explain.

"Is that so?"

To the Last Dragon Descendant’s relief, the blond youth, now clad in a long research robe, simply nodded his head without thinking he was spouting nonsense, as he had feared.

But when he heard the next sentence, he understood why Anvis hadn’t pressed further.

"I noticed the issue during the earlier examination."

"So, why has such a... strange structure grown on your body? What significance does it hold for you?"

Of course, it is to pass the review... to protect your world from being destroyed.

"I don’t know, Your Excellency. My body was like this when I regained consciousness and escaped," said the Last Dragon Descendant with a belly full of complaints, though his face displayed an innocent ignorance.

As though indeed he was a distressed experimental subject who had narrowly escaped from a Mage’s laboratory, pitiful, weak, and helpless.

"Hmm—"

Anvis nodded his head, fully convinced by the Last Dragon Descendant’s explanation.

At the same time, the dark Magic Shackles re-emerged, securing the Elf’s limbs.

"Regardless, this abnormal structure must be closely related to your special Constitution."

Anvis regarded the Elf on the experimental table and flipped over his palm. A blade as thin and sharp as a scalpel appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The cold light reflected from the blade instinctively made the Elf shrink his neck.

The next second, realizing what Anvis was about to do, the Elf’s complexion changed instantly.

"Therefore, I would like to understand a bit more about the internal structure of this peculiar tissue."

The bright blade reflected the Elf’s frightened face, while an elegant smile curled on Anvis’s lips.

But in the eyes of the Elf at this moment, that smile was no different from the devil’s grimace.

"Wait... wait!"

As the sharp scalpel drew closer to his Sighing Pants, the Last Dragon Descendant began to panic.

How could this game have such a storyline!?

With a smile, Anvis snapped his fingers and a dark Magic Energy gagged the Elf, keeping his words swallowed back down.

"Don’t worry, you are after all my follower. I will be extra careful during the dissection not to cause you undue harm—"

Under the gaze of the Elf, filled with a mix of Fear and Curiosity, Anvis’s fingers moved deftly, and the thin sharp blade instantly penetrated between the Elf’s skin and the Sighing Pants.

A cold metallic sensation came from his waist, and the Last Dragon Descendant quickly checked the player panel, realizing he had lost some health, but all other statuses seemed normal.

After observing this as well, Anvis used a blade close to the elf’s waist side, carefully peeling open a long slit.

At the same time, a pale green Magic Light shone from the stone bed, the abundant Life Magic Power quickly refilling the elf’s health bar to full.

Having peeled back a section of the Sighing Pants, Anvis did not immediately proceed to observe.

Instead, he took out a Recording Crystal Ball and had it float in midair, meticulously recording every scene detail that followed.

Subsequently, he waved his hand to summon a Magic Mirror, using the image displayed on the mirror to carefully peer inside the Sighing Pants.

This was a very standard academic approach, stemming from the research habits left in the memories of young Anvis.

In this world filled with all sorts of Mysterious Phenomena, rashly observing unknown entities is a very dangerous and reckless act.

Some bizarre entities, even with just a moment’s gaze, could cause irreversible harm to the Observer.

Therefore, using a Magic Mirror as an intermediary for preliminary observation of those unknown entities is the only way to ensure one’s own Life safety to the greatest extent.

As Anvis’s thoughts commanded, the drab mirror surface rippled like water, and a blurred image gradually materialized within the mirror.

But in the next moment, some irresistible force acted on the Magic Mirror, causing the entire mirror to instantly burst into countless shattered particles of Starlight.

At the same time, the backlash from the Spell’s collapse instantly annihilated a trace of Anvis’s spiritual power that was sustaining the Magic Mirror, causing his spiritual body to experience severe stabbing pain.

However, this pain and shock were not as staggering to him as that last image transmitted from the collapsing Magic Mirror.

Beneath the Sighing Pants, what appeared was an endless expanse of the Starry Sky!!!

........

Quite early on, Anvis discovered his differences from other ’NPCs’.

He could see player panels, understand the actual words spoken by players, and the Mysterious Powers behind the players seemed not to be guarded against him.

Anvis didn’t know whether this ability was a result of the Wish Technique or a side effect of the Blue Star soul crossing over.

But evidently now, his existence resembles a sort of ’BUG’.

This was exactly why Anvis had the sudden inspiration to research players, hoping to glean some valuable information from his own Special abilities.

For example, the basic principles of players’ unique resurrection abilities, the foundational structure of player interaction panels, and the real source of the so-called ’Experience Value’ that players rely on to Upgrade.

Existence is reasonable, so since ’players’ fit into the World’s Rules.

Then the various abilities that players exhibit must also have principles of operation that comply with the Rules.

Even if only some superficial aspects are deciphered, it holds great referential value.

But it wasn’t until he actually saw that ’Starry Sky’ beneath the Sighing Pants that Anvis suddenly realized.

The value of this information seemed a bit too elevated.

When he advanced to an Official Mage, he had briefly peeped at a similar ’Starry Sky’.

When he tested his Prophecy Talent, he saw the ’Starry Sky’ for the second time.

And the experience of the first peep led to him falling into a deep coma for several Magic Time, and when peeping the second time, the Talent testing Crystal Ball directly exploded.

And now, this was the third time.

Although it seemed no different from a glance, Anvis could instinctively feel:

These three ’Starry Skies’ had utterly different unique essences.

Based on the knowledge inherited from his previous life as a Seventh Rank Master Mage, Anvis speculated that the greatest possibility for this Starry Sky was likely the manifestation of the World’s Rules.

The Rules are the supreme power only accessible to Ninth Rank strong entities! It is also the fundamental reason why Ninth Rank entities are unafraid of masses of opponents.