Estimating Lanno's current moves, Anvis felt a degree of admiration for his foresight.
After all, Lanno had not been reborn, yet he had somehow "happened" to choose the correct option in every major decision.
Given Lanno's character setup, if he were placed in one of those hero biographies written by Itel Federation authors, he would definitely be protagonist material.
So long as their goals did not fundamentally conflict, someone like him could absolutely be brought into their camp.
But at that moment, Anvis's expression suddenly changed slightly.
A peculiar sensation abruptly surfaced within his mental space.
He had rarely experienced this feeling, but he knew exactly where it came from.
The Twisted Seed planted deep within Yanile Bishop's heart, which he had marked for special attention, had been activated from the other end. Someone was attempting to contact him through it.
Without question, the only one capable of doing that was Yanile himself, who had now broken through to the ninth rank.
Sensing the dark green "star" floating alone at one side of his mental space, blinking continuously, Anvis hesitated for a moment before finally making up his mind.
He swiftly returned to his residence and activated the Old Days Secret Scripture, spreading it open beside him in preparation to forcibly sever the connection at any time.
Once he was ready, he cautiously extended a Spiritual Tentacle and touched the star.
The first thing Anvis sensed was a mass of scattered memory fragments.
Endless blazing white light. Vague figures swaying faintly in the distance. They gazed indifferently at an unknown visitor from within that sea of radiance, chanting dizzying whispers. Those cold, gleaming voices were utterly inhuman.
The instant he saw them, a thought surged uncontrollably from the depths of his heart.
Angels.
Not the deliberately humanized and beautified Angels