Anvis's heart sank, but before he could react, everything around him suddenly fell into complete stasis.
Panicked expressions froze on everyone's faces, the trajectories of spell attacks hung motionless in midair, and the Dark Green Fire Sea ceased to surge. Everything had fallen utterly still.
Along with this anomaly, the surroundings suddenly began to fade and grow pale. Everything around Anvis seemed to be moving away from him—or perhaps Anvis himself was moving away from everything around him.
He tried to activate his magic items to protect himself, only to discover that his spatial items, Magic Curios, and every other object on him had all lost contact with him. It was as though they had suddenly been cast far away, beyond the range of his control.
"Teleportation? No, that's not right. This has already gone beyond mere spatial distortion. It's some higher-level displacement. Does he want to send me somewhere?"
Anvis remained calm. The Obelisk within his spiritual space was still connected to him and had not been affected. That was where his confidence lay.
At the same time, the Old Days Secret Scripture was in a rather unusual state. He could still sense the strange thick book, but it had fallen silent, as if it had entered some kind of concealment mode.
Throughout this process, the Priest did not launch another attack. He merely gave Anvis a strange look, one mingled with jealousy and complex emotions. Then he leaped into the flames.
His mission was already complete. The expansion of the Dark Green Fire Sea was merely a side effect of the Outer God's consciousness spreading. Its true power had not spread toward the others; it had been concentrated entirely on Anvis.
From the moment that mass of Green Flame underwent its mutation, the Priest's true objective had changed