Arist said with a hoarse voice.
"I actually guessed it, but... I thought you were from Novel."
As if hearing an interesting joke, the Divine chuckled.
"Haha... Why? Because my form is 'mist'? Actually, I can transform into other shapes, anyway only you can see ."
As he spoke, the twisted gray mist dispersed, changing shapes in the air. Sotis like a sword symbolizing slaughter, sotis like a crown representing power,
eventually, it reford into a wisp of smoke, coiling around the ring on his finger that symbolizes the power of the Thorne Association, as gentle as a harmless sparrow.
"I'm just a bit regretful. I didn't expect in the eyes of Chaos, I'm not a scholar." Arist smiled faintly, though his hoarse voice didn't sound regretful at all.
"Regret? Scholar? Are you talking about yourself? Or those professors just now?" The Proud Divine joked, yet there wasn't a hint of arrogance.
Arist looked at his hand in the mirror, asking in an indifferent tone the other question he cared about the most.
"Then, who is your father? Since you're not from Novel, I guess it's not Eternal Hunger Claw, or Fla of Destruction."
"Didn't I already tell you," the voice whispered intimately, as if lovers' secret talk, "I am the pride in your heart."
"As for my father, naturally it is Lord Avallo—the crown that rests upon the skulls of all proud ones in this universe."
"Only He is qualified to crown a true king with an eternal, immortal crown!"
Arist chuckled softly.
"So how can I be considered crowned? By becoming a Sage?"
"That's not important, it's a mortal's title."
His Divine figure gently chuckled, twisting the gray form, floating back to his shadow from the bony fingertips.
"Until one day, you don't have to see in the mirror, but can see everywhere... Then you will beco a god on earth."
"From then on, your opponents will dare not easily kill you, because you dead will be more terrifying than alive. You will gain immortality from death, becoming an indelible mark in the hearts of many, just like what's happening in the 178th Void Realm."
The twisted gray mist hid its form from the mirror, leaving only an intriguing ssage.
"Don't let your opponents lead, the future world will be more prosperous and crowded than the High Tower beneath your feet."
Watching the disappearance of the gray mist, Arist fell into prolonged contemplation, seemingly having a plan for the things to co.
anwhile, on the other side of the Tower of Great Sage, a young apprentice nervously handed his notebook to Luo Yan.
The notebook was filled with equations.
Luo Yan's gaze quickly swept across the pages until he saw the last line.
The surprise in his eyes gradually turned into delight, as if drawing an SSR card.
Euler-Lagrange equation!
"Master..."
Ilana's lips moved slightly, feeling ashad for the "immature idea" she was about to voice.
After all, it was a topic that even Master Jas Walli hadn't completed, and maybe that Master was a Silver Level or even Gold Level expert.
And she was just an apprentice who had just learned magic.
But——
The expectation in Prince Colin's eyes gave her the courage to speak, allowing her to share her inner joy with him without reservation.
"Do you rember the 'path optimization equation' I ntioned to you before?"
"I might... really have found it."
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