Rebirth of the Noble Mage Behind the Scenes

Hearing the Leader speak, many members of the Resistance Army present responded eagerly. Among them were even Mid Rank and Low Rank Professionals.

Although everyone could see the strangeness and danger of the ruins, the quality of the resources and treasures inside was undoubtedly high.

There's a common saying among the Federation's people: Opportunity often lies in the lair of an Evil Dragon.

Especially for these penniless Resistance Army members, an opportunity that could potentially turn their lives around was worth risking their lives for.

As long as they could find any valuable items and bring them out, they wouldn't need to worry about the resources required for breakthroughs.

After all, most Professionals who joined the Resistance Army did so due to a severe lack of cultivation resources, compelled to resist the exploitative Nobles.

They hoped that after overthrowing those haughty Nobles, they could obtain a significant amount of spoils from their storages.

If they had money and resources, they wouldn't risk their necks rebelling against the Royal Family unless they were utterly desperate.

Especially now that Ray, the Leader of the Starfire Organization, was personally present, as long as they followed closely, their safety could also be maximally assured.

Even though the top-tier spoils would belong to the Leader, the remnants would still be ample for them to feast on.

Watching many warriors eagerly sign up, Ray could understand their mentality.

After all, for him, it was the same. Compared to other long-established Ninth Rank members, his personal equipment and supplies were much more scarce.

In combat against non-Ninth Ranks, it was manageable, but in battles among Ninth Ranks, lacking Ninth Rank Magic Equipment and Mysterious Objects, the fight would be exceedingly tough.

Although the ruins ahead gave him a subtle sense of threat, he believed the potential rewards were worth the risk.

"Very well, we..."

Pausing, after nobody else spoke up, Ray nodded and prepared to lead those who chose to enter for exploration.

Just then, he turned his head, his gaze shifting to the merchant path on the side of the basin towards a slowly approaching Magic carriage, frowning slightly.

From his senses, it seemed a peer had already arrived.

"...We're going in."

After giving the other party a distant look, Ray did not make any move, but instead, he proceeded to lead his subordinates into the Black Pyramid as planned.

As the figures of Ray and others disappeared inside the pyramid, the carriage slowly pulled to a stop along the roadside; the door, carved with the symbol of the cycle of Life, slowly slid open revealing two figures behind it.

Lady Mandel stepped out first, different from her usual demeanor, this time bearing a respectful expression. After stepping off the Magic carriage, she immediately bowed slightly and waited beside the door.

Before her, a slender young girl dressed in a complex black ceremonial gown slowly floated out of the carriage.

Even though her features were exquisitely delicate, the girl's skin was as cold and pale as a corpse, utterly lifeless.

"Bomona, is it here?"

With her eyes, like sea-blue gemstones, turning towards the direction of the Black Pyramid, the young girl asked calmly, her voice like a metallic Wind Chime, crisp and mechanical.

Throughout the process, her face remained expressionless, and her speech was produced entirely by vibrating the air with Magic Power.

"Yes, Spirit Princess, according to the secret information obtained by your subordinates, Helros' Infinite Magic Book is hidden deep within this pyramid."

Upon hearing this, Lady Mandel quickly responded.

After much deliberation, she had finally made the tough decision to pass on this information to her direct Ninth Rank superior, as her lever for promotion.

Although Helros' Infinite Magic Book was valuable, it was not essential for her at the moment, and she preferred to exchange it for a favor.

The most important thing was that her relationship with the Mirror Man was not good. The fact that he chose to tell her this news proved that there might be immense dangers hidden within the relic.

She was not willing to gamble with her life on the riskiness of the relic.

In her heart, all treasures and resources were replaceable, but her life was irreplaceable. Without life, everything else lost its meaning.

"Ray has already gone in, and they seem to have received the message as well."

Quietly staring at the distant pyramid, the 'girl' known as the Spiritual Puppet nodded her head; a faint magic power of the soul emanated from her, swirling around the vicinity.

"This pyramid gives me a very bad feeling. It was wise of you to notify me. If you went in alone, the chances of coming out alive would probably not be higher than thirty percent."

Unconcerned with the slight relief in her heart, Lady Mandel put away the carriage, her inorganic gemstone-like blue eyes scanning the surroundings, and finally glanced at a distant small hill.

"Well then, let's go in and take a look too."

After the two figures disappeared, several Professionals peering over here suddenly staggered.

Two Professionals with strength lower than Fourth Rank fell to the ground, lifeless, their souls directly dispersed.

The remaining Professionals also suddenly turned pale, their souls seriously fluctuating, and their breaths instantly weakened.

Atop the mountain, Anvis looked at the magic telescope with a shattered lens in his hand, somewhat helplessly.

Considering the need for stealth and safety, he did not use any magical observation methods, but opted for the most primitive optical observation.

In that moment of eye contact just now, the lens engraved with special Arrays took the first hit and exploded directly. This blocked any subsequent damage for him.

Clearly, that blurry figure next to Lady Mandel was likely a Ninth Rank.

Taking their relationships into account, it was likely her superior, [Spirit Princess] Bovalis, a Ninth Rank Necromancer specializing in soul branches. It might also be [Crystal Stone Nest] Ugo, but the probability was low.

With that information about the opponent flashing through his mind, Anvis casually handed the broken telescope to Xia Ye Yinghuo.

"You can sell it; its materials should be worth about a hundred Gold Coins."

Ignoring the girl player with a delighted expression, Anvis took out a new telescope and continued observing.

As time went by, several more High Rank Professionals attracted by the relic appeared.

However, this time there were not many Ninth Rank powerhouses, counting the two who had entered earlier, just three.

This had something to do with the events Anvis had orchestrated—those who had enjoyed venturing everywhere had been sent away in one sweep during the explosion in Sky City, either now in deep sleep or recuperating.

Even those who had managed to escape had become somewhat like scared birds, adopting a cautious approach and showing reluctance toward the newly emerged high-risk relics.

However, for Anvis, this number was already sufficient, and all the people he wanted to see had arrived.

No matter who that Ninth Rank next to Lady Mandel was, as long as they were from the Glory Alliance, it was fine.

A golden goblet appeared in his hand, filled to the brim with indescribable Abyss Blood.

Old God's Blood, as an aggregate of chaos concepts, even if just a projection of strength, was enough to 'awaken' the relic's true core—the instinctual consciousness of that bizarre existence's remnants.

With a snap of his fingers, the goblet disappeared in a flash and reappeared above the pyramid. The dark and rich sea of blood poured down, and almost instantly, it was devoured along with the goblet by the black magic power floating ribbons.

The next instant, the originally black surface of the pyramid suddenly covered with a layer of twisted and eerie dark red!

At the same time, all the Professionals looking at the pyramid suddenly felt, emanating from the pyramid, a weird allure.