Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes
Chapter 212: Myth Reborn

Chapter 212: Chapter 212: Myth Reborn

"Ants... well done indeed!"

In the sky, as he futilely watched the darkness within the gate disappear, the coldness replaced the frantic emotion that initially overcame the High Priest.

Feeling the Domain’s spatial blockade on the brink of being fully breached, he gripped the Black Stone scepter in his hand, his icy gaze directed towards Anvis, and as deathly stillness filled his eyes, a fierce rage finally ignited within them.

"A thousand years! For this moment, I have waited a full thousand years! And yet you ignorant ants have destroyed everything!!"

"If that’s the case, then you may as well stay here too!"

Accompanied by those hollow words, the High Priest raised the scepter in his hand and with a forceful swing into the sky, an odd rhombus-shaped Black Stone at the tip emanated a dazzling streak of purple light.

As this light shone, a far-off island underwent a violent transformation.

Phosphorescent bright dismal green, like burning light, suddenly billowed from the surface of the island, illuminating the night sky that had returned to darkness.

Within the ritual caves beneath the island’s mountains, the brightness of the green phosphorescence on the surface of the Holy Grail at the top of the great altar suddenly intensified, and the indescribable liquid within it truly began to burn fiercely!

"l’a——y’a——"

Inside the cave, numerous moon-calling cultists in tattered robes chanted in unison, and their bodies, emitting dismal green phosphorescence, began to disintegrate, consumed in complete incineration.

On the three smaller altars, the sacrificial offerings who had fallen unconscious began to emit phosphorescence as well, with the essence of their strength draining away much faster, their features gradually aging.

In that instant, among the mountains of the island, all Mutated Magical Beasts and inhabitants of Lavales below the Fifth Rank ’burned out’ in a flash, turning into dismal green phosphorescent dust that scattered in the wind.

With these transformations, an immensely vast Alien Power abruptly surged, merging into the High Priest’s body, causing his aura to climb infinitely higher.

Hum——

At the same time, the space beside Anvis twisted, and the figure of Duke Carrot, clad in a black gold suit, appeared there.

"Father!"

"Duke!"

Upon seeing Carrot’s figure, the three of them quickly saluted and couldn’t help but let out a huge sigh of relief.

"Hmm."

In response to their salutes, Duke Carrot merely nodded indifferently.

Following that, he lifted his right hand, palm facing towards the High Priest wrapped in powerful Alien Power in the sky.

Frosty white cold streams, sparkling with crystal ice and terrifying Rule Power, enveloped the High Priest suspended in mid-air.

However, this time, unlike how it had contained the Purple Moon, the cold stream imbued with Rule Power couldn’t directly touch the High Priest, but instead fiercely contended with the Alien Power surrounding him.

Supported by the irreversible act of completely burning the ’Holy Object’ as well as all the sacrifices on the island, the High Priest momentarily attained power enough to resist the Duke.

The frost layer on the ’Silver Moon’ in the sky, which had been swept away, was now once again banished by this continuous stream of Alien Power, returning to its thick, illusionary purple original state.

Frowning at this scene, the Duke’s gaze turned to the distant island powering the High Priest, but in the end, he made no move.

In his Perception, this place had already transformed into an isolated Domain; although visible, without destroying the Ritual Array’s Core, which was the High Priest, any attack could not truly reach the island.

"Rule Power?"

In the heights of the sky, the aura of the High Priest had climbed to a new Peak.

At this moment, he glanced at the extreme cold Rule Power surrounding him and suddenly, eerily, smiled.

"Stay forever!"

Ignoring the Duke’s attack, he lifted the scepter high and swung it down fiercely.

Consequently, the Purple Moon, emanating a dense wave of Alien Power in the sky, suddenly started to descend again.

Unlike the slow descent before, this time the Purple Moon’s descent was frighteningly fast.

Even Duke Carrot couldn’t help but slightly furrow his brows at the terrifying scene unfolding in the sky.

The Purple Moon wasn’t just a projection of the Great Sacrificial Rite’s power, it was an embodiment of Divine Power. Now, being used by the Great Sacrificial Rite as a stone to be hurled down, its might was something even he did not wish to recklessly withstand.

Crystal clear ice coalesced, forming a gigantic ice crystal pyramid.

Carrot controlled the pyramid with his thoughts, hurling it at the Purple Moon, attempting to pulverize it forcibly in mid-air.

However, before the pyramid could collide with the Purple Moon, another change occurred.

At this critical moment, the constant stream of Alien Power emanating from the Great Sacrificial Rite suddenly cut off!

Once again bereft of this power’s guidance, the Purple Moon’s descent suddenly became somewhat impotent.

At the same time, the faint purple Moonlight Domain around it flashed briefly, before completely shattering and vanishing.

"!?"

A thick sense of astonishment appeared on the face under the Great Sacrificial Rite’s hood.

He gazed incredulously towards the direction of the island and thus, he witnessed that shocking scene.

Rumble-Rumble-Rumble-Rumble——

With terrifying tremors that shook the earth to its core, dense clouds of hot black smoke violently erupted from the mid-section of more than a dozen mountain peaks within the mountain range.

Dark red volcanic bombs were tossed high into the sky and then swiftly fell down, carving countless fiery red streaks through the pitch-black night, tearing it asunder.

Thereafter, bright red lava gushed forth, engulfing wide expanses of the island’s mountains. The night sky was once again shrouded in a dense veil of smoke, appearing grim and oppressive amidst the horrendous disaster.

Deep within the island’s mountain range was actually a dormant group of volcanoes, and now, they had suddenly erupted!

Anvis, also staring at the current spectacle unfolding on the island, suddenly remembered the myth about it.

’When people came to this island, their noise woke the ancient Divine slumbering beneath the wilderness.

It opened Its eyes, and thus the earth parted, enormous peaks surged forth from the ground, terrible flames burst from the mountains, bringing abundant darkness and fruits.

To this day, that terrifying Divine still sleeps beneath those ancient mountains unrestirred.’

Now, the scenes from that ancient myth were reenacting themselves right before his eyes.

The terrain deep within the mountains changed in the face of this terrifying eruption, as lava filled canyons and gorges, turning into slow-flowing rivers of dark red magma. The rich volcanic ash brought much nourishment, causing the plants to grow unbeknownst to them.

The erupting volcanoes directly demolished the key nodal points of the Ritual Array at the heart of the island’s mountains deep, including several other nodes contained within stone walls.

Whether it was the Altar, the Holy Grail, or those three Eighth Rank Professionals used as sacrifices, all were submerged in the rolling lava.

However, due to the power of the Holy Grail, this ordinary lava, devoid of Magic Power, could not damage the Holy Grail, nor could it melt the bodies of those three Eighth Rank beings.