Rebirth of the Noble Mage Behind the Scenes

"Oh, well, perhaps they might experience some abnormal conditions. For instance, forgetting certain things, or unintentionally encountering things beyond their cognition in dreams, leading to a state of revelation,"

Pointed out by Anvis, the Councilman revealed an expression of slight helplessness.

"Still, compared to death, these consequences are much lighter, aren't they?"

"Yes, waking up having forgotten everything about oneself, or completely losing one's sanity and falling into madness."

Anvis shook his head, his tone sarcastic.

"Your 'oratory' seems even worse than I imagined, Councilman Far."

"That's precisely because I don't need to persuade anyone, Councilman Zast. Because aside from voicing their opinions, they can't do anything else.

And now, look, they can't even voice their opinions."

While casually retorting, the Councilman gestured towards the many slumbering Ninth Rank Professionals.

"Moreover, Councilman Zast, according to your philosophy, there's no absolute fairness in this world, only the fairness of the majority and the fairness of the minority.

Exchanging the lives of these ordinary people with no hope and Low Rank Professionals, as well as a few Ninth Rank, for the hope of the entire human civilization to continue advancing—isn't this another form of fairness?"

"The human civilization you speak of in Councilman Far's mouth, is it referring to the Ninth Rank Limits which, when added together, might still not amount to triple digits?"

Watching the ritual with a cold eye, Anvis estimated the time needed for the Councilman's ritual and the gathering of network power to finish, his tone indifferent.

"And besides, how can you be so certain that, assuming the Sky Peak Barrier really shatters, we would gain the hope for a breakthrough and not invite in terrible foreign entities?"

"To your two questions, I am fully able to provide you with answers."

In the surroundings increasingly distorted and absurd Dream World, the Councilman revealed an odd smile.

As the ritual was about to complete, he was in a very pleasant mood, eager to find someone to share his experiences. At this moment, Anvis just happened to fit the role of that listener.

"Firstly, those who obtain hope are not only these existing Ninth Rank, but all Professionals who may surpass the Ninth Rank from now on.

Perhaps ninety-nine percent of people will never break through the Ninth Rank in their lifetimes, but for that remaining very few geniuses, the path ahead will truly open up, not confined like us here."

"Yes, compared to the entire human race, their numbers are still negligible. However, it is precisely those very few strongest beings that humanity has relied on for its development to this day and ultimately its domination of this Continent!

If there were no strongest beings, and only hundreds of thousands of ordinary people remained, then they would immediately cut off the transmission of most Magic and knowledge, and swiftly perish under natural disasters and predators.

Conversely, a Ninth Rank who relies on personal strength, preserving all existence information of humanity. In just a few decades, they can create anew a human Kingdom with a population exceeding a million."

Looking at Anvis with bright eyes, the Councilman's tone was extremely serious.

"Just like the Ledson ant colony submerged by floodwaters, even if ninety-nine percent of the worker ants die in the flood, as long as the Ant Queen survives, given time, they can completely develop into a new and even larger ant colony.

But if the Ant Queen dies, even if most of the worker ants survive, they will also perish quickly due to the absence of the Ant Queen."

"Therefore, we, as the strongest, are the true Core of human civilization—"

As he spoke, as if to underscore his point, the Councilman drew an arc in mid-air with his left hand.

"As for your other question, you know, Councilman Zast? I have been trapped at this Limit for over a thousand years!

In these thousand years, I have traveled through all the most dangerous places of the Continent, even the Life Forbidden Zones that are considered deadly even to the Ninth Rank Limit, I have ventured into more than once.

However, no matter where I went, I saw no path further ahead. Until the last time I delved into the Life Forbidden Zone, that's when I encountered it."

"It is not an indigenous species of this world. When I encountered it, it was already gravely injured, leaving behind only a wisp of its phantasmagoric image and vapors.

I established a symbiotic contract with it, so, it survived and shared with me its extensive experiences in the boundless Star Sea."

"Most crucially, it also pointed out the reason why I couldn't make progress. That is, the rules of this world are incomplete compared to those outside, presenting a state of peculiar partial absence.

As long as this part of the rules is not supplemented, no being from this world can ever fully grasp the complete rules!"

At this point, the Councilman finally made a reluctant final summary of his words.

"So, do you understand now, Mr. Zast?

Even if the Sky Peak Barrier is broken, this world will still not be able to break through the Ninth Rank. Then, I will leave this world directly. To pursue, to explore the more vast Star Sea!

Until I find what is needed to break through, or perish in the endless journey!"

As the Councilman spoke, the sky gradually began to fall with peculiar 'snowflakes'.

They formed out of the void of the night sky, also carrying a hint of dark yellow. Although they appeared like snow, they did not melt, nor did they hold any temperature.

Meanwhile, as the snowflakes fell, the glow of the Ancient Secret Scripture's power on Anvis's clone's body surface suddenly intensified, as if it was bearing some kind of immense pressure.

The many Ninth Rank sleepers below did not receive such treatment; accompanied by the strange music from distant deep space, snowflakes fell upon them, and gradually they were covered in snow, turning into statues of slumbering ice.

The snowflakes drift; the world is utterly silent.

"So, is this why you chose to submit to an external entity?"

Frowning, Anvis looked at the Councilman in the Ritual Array through the fluttering snowflakes, gazing into his eyes.

"Not submission, but cooperation; I want to go further, it wants to leave here. So, I reached collaboration with it, that's all there is to it."

Locking eyes with Anvis's deep blue pupils, the Councilman shook his head, a glint of pity flashing in his gaze.

"Join us, Mr. Zast, this is the last time I will extend this invitation to you. Before the will of the Dream Dominator truly takes notice of this place, all the conditions I have offered before remain valid."

"Regrettably, Councilman Far, I appreciate your kindness."

At this moment, Anvis suddenly sensed something and began to smile.

"Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to do something for this world."

As Anvis spoke, a burst of power very familiar to the Councilman descended upon Anvis's body.

"The power of the Mechanical Network?!"

The Councilman was taken aback, looking at Anvis whose power surged step by step, his gaze suddenly filled with realization.

"So it was you, the Prophet 'Mirror'..."

"Correct, that's another one of my identities."

Adapting to the suddenly surging strength within him, Anvis smiled at the Councilman, raising his right hand, his palm facing the Ritual Array.

Terrifying Magic Power converged in front of his palm, compressing into a blinding blue and white Light Ball, making the flying snow all around shimmer brightly.

Under the virtually endless supply of Mechanical Network power, this Magic Ball, formed by the simplest structure compression, exuds a force that clearly surpassed the Limit Level.