Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

　　 "Then, as a Blue Star player, another world's completely different knowledge system can also bring me a huge help."

　　 "Thirdly, as the fourth son of the Olivendi family, this identity was my strongest backing before the family fell. If used properly, it is enough to exert amazing energy!"

　　 "Fourth, as a former seventh-order magister and royal scholar, even without strong magic and spiritual power, but the most critical knowledge and experience are still there, this is also an invaluable treasure!"

　　 Magister is not a professional level, but an honorary title, which represents the polymath among the mages.

　　Only when the magic achievements of all the sub-factions of the current school have reached a certain level of attainment, can the title be assessed in the Imperial Royal Magic Association.

　　 Magic is vast. Today, when the major schools of magic are extremely developed, an ordinary spellcaster can only barely master his specialized sub-faction in his lifetime.

　　Only those true geniuses can develop the whole faction of a certain school.

　　 Analyzing the four major advantages he has, Anvis is still worried, but he is somewhat relieved.

　　 It is not that he is too pessimistic, it is that the situation he is about to face is too desperate.

What the 　　 family faces is the general trend of the entire new era!

　　 He gradually calmed down and slowly entered a state of thinking, with his right hand pressed against his forehead unconsciously, carefully analyzing new memories, looking for possible breaks.

　　 Fortunately in the misfortune, the wish made by the little Anves is only to restore the glory of the Olivendi family.

　　 This means that he does not need to confront the general situation head-on, but only needs to find a way to keep the Olivendi family in this general trend.

　　 To simply keep the Olivendi family, he already has some vague plans based on the future development in his memory.

　　The only problem is that at the end of the figure that surpassed the ninth rank, Anvis was always at a loss.

　　 In the face of absolute strength, all strategies have lost their meaning.

　　 The figure left a huge shadow on Little Anves. Even now, Anves would instinctively produce a sense of fear in his body.

　　 Or, use the power of the family to collect raw materials and use magic to create a ten-million-ton mass-energy conversion bomb?

　　 But the other party is not stupid. As long as he teleports to hundreds of kilometers away when he feels the danger, he can completely avoid the killing radius and enjoy a spectacular firework by the way.

　　 Unless he uses some method to interfere with his transmission, but the opponent's strength has exceeded the limit of Tier Nine, general space confinement may not be effective for him. Moreover, a nuclear explosion may not necessarily kill the opponent...

　　 Anvis also thought about setting up a device similar to an anti-magic force field, but the principle of this force field to suppress magic is actually suppression and obstruction.

　　 In other words, according to the principle of equivalence exchange, if you want to make this force field take effect, you must always give out the energy equal to the total amount of magic power in the force field.

　　 This is easy to understand. It's like you want to blow a balloon under the water. When blowing, the balloon itself must always bear the pressure from the water.

The problem of 　　 energy source is okay to solve. The element pool of the mage tower can be replaced. The real problem lies in the material used to draw the pattern.

　　Among the materials currently known by Anvis, there is no one that can bear the energy output that exceeds the limit of the ninth order at all times.

　　 After thinking for a while, Anvis raised his head and looked to the side of the reading area.

　　 There is a gorgeous grandfather clock, an antique from the ancient magic empire.

　　 On the dark silver dial, the carved black hands are rotating at a constant speed, and there is a faint but continuous sound of component movement.

　　 "Is it a magic hour?"

　　 After a little startled, Anvis was about to get up.

　　 At this time, he suddenly felt a faint and attractive magical aura from a certain direction in the library.

　　 There seems to be something familiar to him, calling him constantly from that position.

　　Because of being upset by the new memory before, Anves paid no attention to the existence of this breath.

　　 But when he calmed down, this strange call was like a mole on his fair skin, which immediately attracted his attention.

　　 sensed the source of the breath with some doubts, and there was a cold and weird feedback in the spirit, but with a sense of intimacy.

　　 "This feeling...something like that mysterious energy, but there are some differences."

　　 Anvis's complexion condensed slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed through the deep blue pupils.

　　 There is no such experience in the memory of his previous life. In other words, his crossing caused some special changes!

　　 "Previously, I would read the collection here every day, but nothing abnormal happened. But today I can clearly sense this breath, which is nothing more than two possibilities."

　　 "One, a new collection of books has been added to the library. Two, this is related to my changes in the last day."

　　 Anweis took out a silver metal nameplate, called up the library list, and checked it carefully.

　　"There is no record of new book storage in the array of the library, the first possibility is ruled out.

　　 And the only major change in me is that I have obtained a complete memory of my previous life and absorbed all the strange energy. "

　　I don't know why, from this series of events, Anvis could instinctively perceive a strong atmosphere of arrangement.

　　 Is this also the effect of wishing?

　　 Thinking, Anvis closed his eyes and carefully sensed the direction of the calling sense, and walked over slowly.

　　 He did not relax because of this. Little Anves’ wish was to revive the glory of the Olivendi family, not to guarantee that he himself would live forever.

　　 After passing many rows of bookshelves exuding the ancient atmosphere, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Anvis stopped.

The bookshelf in front of 　　 is located in the poetry collection section at the lowest level of the library. The originals of exquisite ancient books with high artistic value and collection value are all collected by family members of various generations.

　　At this moment, his gaze slowly swept across the many ancient books, and finally condensed on the large part of the spine of a dark green book.

　　 "It seems to be the source of the breath."

　　 Anweis watched the book quietly, the silver metal plate on his waist was slightly bright.

　　The invisible magic power turned into a subtle magic effect, and the book automatically pulled itself out of the shelf and fell into his hands.

　　 As soon as I started the book, an extremely unpleasant, cold and greasy touch like a soft creature came from his hand, causing Anves to frown.

　　 He returned to the position he was used to, and under the soft light of the magic crystal chandelier, he carefully examined the heavy book in his hand.

　　 That is an ancient book about ten inches long, eight inches wide, and two inches thick. The cover is made of a dark green material similar to a biological skin, with weird lines on it.

　　 The corners and part of the spine are surrounded by dull and unidentified metal. A wide buckle, also made of dark green leather and dull metal, secures the cover and back cover together, like a kind of seal.

　　 Two lines of pale silver High Elf words are written in the center of the cover. The author uses an ancient fancy font to add a touch of elegance to this thick book full of uncertainties.

The back cover of the 　　 book is engraved with a sun pattern. The light silver textured solid circle is surrounded by a circle of pointed cones of different lengths.

　　 When staring at it, Anvis could even feel a faint warmth.

　　 "Hill's Poem?"