Who taught him to restore the country like this

Chapter 191 Don't chase me, it won't lead anywhere.

At this crucial moment, the energy in the Demon God Altar suddenly stopped.

It's like you're drinking water and it suddenly turns into ice, and no matter how hard you try to suck it out, you can't get it out.

Unless he spends more time melting the ice, he will have no choice but to swallow the whole block of ice.

To swallow the entire power of the god of magic in one gulp is tantamount to suicide.

"The ceremony isn't over yet, why is this happening?"

"Who is it? Who is causing trouble?"

Gray muttered to himself.

At that moment, the purple pillar of light that enveloped the magic city, transformed from a barrier, began to fluctuate violently, its color becoming unpredictable.

Immediately afterwards, spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly, covering the entire purple pillar of light.

Click... click...

The sound of shattering was clearly audible.

Finally, the enormous purple pillar of light shattered like glass, turning into countless points of light that dissipated into the air.

The barrier that had enveloped the magical city for several days had completely vanished without a trace.

"The barrier... has disappeared?"

"They... came out?"

"They actually did it."

Outside the magic capital, the three allied forces of the Holy See, who were on high alert, were stunned by this astonishing scene.

You were absolutely right.

The bishop of the Holy See gave Mavis a meaningful look.

Mavis's expression was calm, neither happy nor sad.

"Everyone, prepare to attack!"

Without much delay, the allied forces sprang into action, heading at full speed toward the Demon God's Altar.

……

In the center of the altar, Gray stared blankly at the shattered barrier.

Then, he suddenly turned around and looked at the edge of the demon god's altar.

Those who should have been in eternal slumber suddenly came to life.

"No! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Gray stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

These people actually emerged from their sea of ​​consciousness ahead of schedule.

How is this possible? There are still eight days until the end of the magic festival.

Illusion?

He simply refused to believe it was true.

No matter how he tried to adjust his mental state, he could still see those people moving around and cheering, and it all seemed so real.

"Mr. Ron, what is that?"

The students, now fully conscious, looked at the shattered pillar of light in the sky with confusion and asked...

Ron did not answer; he looked at Gray in the center of the Demon God's altar.

Gray was looking at him too.

At this moment, the Demon God Altar trembled violently, and a huge ball of magical light slowly emerged from the tip of the cone.

That was the ninth-tier magic that Ron had fused together by expending a great deal of energy and magic.

The ninth level is the process of transforming from human to divine; it is not an exaggeration to call them demigods, because they can directly influence the changes of all things in this world.

The rules of eighth-order magic can only apply to a certain area. Ninth-order magic, on the other hand, can cover the entire world.

This property can already be categorized as power.

But it is not as inviolable as power.

Ninth-tier magic can be resisted as long as one's strength is sufficient.

The influence of power is irresistible.

Of course, to unleash the full power of authority, a sufficiently high degree of compatibility is required.

A compatibility level below 50 is less practical than a ninth-tier magic.

The ninth-tier magic that Ron fused was a creation magic, which should be able to create things that do not yet exist.

This is just his guess; the specific effects will only be understood after he learns it.

With a slight thought, the ball of ninth-tier magic flew towards him.

Ron took out Pandora's Box and put it away.

It must be said that the three major Vatican councils were really willing to go to great lengths to deal with him, even bringing out something as valuable as Pandora's Box.

"puff……"

Seeing Ron retract the suddenly appearing ninth-tier magic, Gray, realizing what had happened, was so enraged that he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"It's you!"

He stared at Ron with a venomous look in his eyes.

Seeing this, how could he not know that Ron had ruined his carefully laid plans?

The ninth-tier magic must have met some condition of the magic festival, which is why they came out ahead of schedule.

Ron! I'll kill you!

He let out an angry roar.

His biggest regret now is that he didn't kill Ron, this unstable factor, directly a few hours ago.

This has led to the irreversible failure we see today.

Those who take the Enlightenment Potion are like batteries that keep the machine running. With them in the sea of ​​consciousness, he can absorb the energy from the Demon God Altar and maintain the operation of the barrier.

Now that Ron has removed his battery, all the work has stopped.

If you want to put it back, you'll have to wait until the next five years.

With his current lifespan, how could he possibly wait that long?
How could the three major papal courts possibly let him wait?
He knew very well that this was his last chance.

ended?
Do not!
it's not finished yet!
still have a chance!

His eyes were fixed on Ron as he charged forward at full speed.

He could sense that Ron possessed something that could restart the Demon God Altar. As long as he could control Ron, there would be another chance.

Having just completed the fusion of ninth-order magic, Ron was extremely weak. Seeing Gray rushing towards him, he did not hesitate to break away from the crowd and flee towards the outside of the Demon God Altar.

[Level has been increased to level 66]

boom!
Using the force of Gray's slap on his back, Ron leaped a great distance.

Gray was stunned as he watched Ron land unharmed and continue running forward.

Although this palm strike was held back, it should have been more than enough to take down a sixth-tier mage.

But this palm strike felt like hitting an indestructible diamond.

Damn!

Gray cursed in frustration.

He wasn't criticizing Ron, but rather himself.

He was actually thinking of holding back against someone like Ron, who couldn't be understood by conventional standards.

Gray chased after Ron again, this time gathering all his power in the magic condensed in his palm.

"Dean Gray, if I were you, I wouldn't chase after them now, I would run away as fast as I could."

Ron glanced back and calmly offered his advice.

Although he was unaware of the situation outside, it was hard for outsiders not to notice what Gray was doing, especially with that enormous, astonishing purple beam of light.

It's obvious that now that the barrier has shattered, powerful figures are definitely rushing here.

"Ron, you've ruined my decades-long plan. Even if I die today, I'll take you down with me!"

Hearing Ron's "it's all for your own good" tone, Gray's anger intensified.

He aimed the magic in his hand at Ron and shot it out.

boom!
A loud explosion rang out, and smoke and dust filled the sky.

If that kid gets hit head-on, even if he's incredibly skilled, he'll be seriously injured if he doesn't die.

He quickly gave chase into the smoke and dust.

However, he searched the entire crater created by the explosion but could not find Ron anywhere.

It exploded?
Do not!
That kid couldn't have been killed so easily.

Gray burst out of the dust and looked around.

really.

Ahead, Ron's figure was still running.

His clothes were intact, and there was no sign of injury.

Gray's face darkened. His full-force attack hadn't even managed to hurt the kid. Was there any point in continuing the pursuit?
After only a second of hesitation, his eyes hardened again.

If you keep pursuing it, there's still hope; if you don't, there's no hope at all.

call!
Just as he was about to continue his pursuit of Ron, a sharp whooshing sound suddenly came from behind him.

At the same time, several incredibly powerful arcs of electricity fell from the sky, sealing off all his escape routes.

It was Glover, Laura, and others who made the move.

Although they knew perfectly well they were no match for Gray, they still resolutely chose to attack in order to buy Ron time to escape. Gray gave them a cold glance; he had no time to deal with these ants.

Time flies!

The next instant, he appeared in front of Ron and reached out to grab him.

"die!"

Ron's lips moved slightly, and he unleashed a forbidden incantation in an ancient world language.

Gray, who hadn't expected Ron to have this trick up his sleeve, was momentarily thrown into disarray.

Taking advantage of this, Ron quickly bypassed Gray.

"My dear Dean, are you just going to watch me die like this?"

He spoke to the empty plain ahead.

"die!"

Now free from the interference of forbidden incantations, Gray's berserk magic coalesced with his raging killing intent.

However, at that moment, dozens of ice spikes attacked.

That aura was powerful enough to threaten the life of an eighth-tier expert.

Gray had to abandon his attack and switch to defense.

As the ice crystal attack ended, a pure white figure stood in front of him.

It was Mavis, the headmistress of the White Magic House.

Even an eighth-tier expert would need two or three minutes to get here from the gates of the Magic City.

But she doesn't need to; like Gray, she can change the course of time.

She arrived just as Gray launched his second attack on Ron.

She had originally planned to wait and see, but Ron had already noticed her arrival, and it would be unreasonable for her not to take action.

"Mavis, get out of the way!"

Gray said coldly.

"Grey, stop being so stubborn. Stop now before things get really bad."

"Mavis said calmly."

“I have no way out, Mavis. If you still care about our years of working together, then step aside.”

Gray looked anxiously at Ron, who was running further and further away behind Mavis.

"I cannot let you destroy the magic capital."

Mavis shook her head slightly.

"You can't stop me!"

Gray roared and unleashed a spell at Mavis.

Mavis only dodged and defended against this, and only intervened to stop Gray when he tried to leave.

She alone is no match for Gray.

But she wasn't the only one fighting against Grey.

Seemingly realizing that Mavis was really stalling for time while waiting for reinforcements, Gray became increasingly anxious as the battle progressed.

After being entangled and seeing no hope left, he finally had the idea of ​​retreating.

However, a golden barrier suddenly enveloped the magic city.

This was the original protective barrier of the magic capital, capable of withstanding attacks from an eighth-tier powerhouse for a period of time.

With this barrier in place, Gray has no way to escape using the Star Shift technique.

"Grey, you're surrounded! Surrender now!"

Several powerful auras appeared along with the barrier and arrived on the battlefield.

Two days later, Gray's opponents were no longer just the three major papal bishops, but also two eighth-tier reinforcements from the Bruwerman Empire.

"Hmph! No matter how many people come, it won't make a difference!"

Seeing that there was no way out, Gray snorted and decided to go all out.

boom!
boom--

The battle between seven eighth-tier powerhouses was a truly spectacular sight.

Violent explosions rang out continuously, and smoke and dust mixed with dissipated magic rose into the sky.

Ron had no interest in appreciating such a magnificent scene.

He quickened his pace again, and in a few flashes, he was completely out of the battle.

With that barrier in place, there's no way to leave the Magic City for the time being without using a return scroll.

Of course, Ron had no intention of leaving the magic capital.

After all, the show isn't over yet.

He arrived at Ting'en Pharmacy.

For the past two days, Gray has occupied the magic capital and has issued a decree that no one is allowed to leave their house, with the penalty of death for disobeying.

Therefore, every household in the magic city kept their doors tightly shut.

Ron knocked on the door of Ting'en Pharmacy.

The next second, the door opened.

Beta, sensing Ron's arrival, was already waiting at the door.

Ron entered the pharmacy.

"Lord Kong, you're finally back."

Beta closed the door, immediately bowed, and said with delight.

"Ah."

Ron nodded slightly and walked past Beta.

"Master Kong, you look very tired."

Beta followed behind Ron, looking worried.

"Coming out of my sea of ​​consciousness took some effort, but I'll be fine after a rest."

Ron arrived at Beta's alchemy room.

Beta quickly tidied up the sofa where she usually rested.

Ron sat down on the sofa, and Beta immediately came up behind him, massaging his shoulders with varying pressure.

"Who taught you this?"

Ron closed his eyes gently and asked.

"Lady Alpha taught me this. She said you are often tired, and all we can do for you is this insignificant little thing."

Beta Road.

“I think this is a remarkable thing. It can make people feel relaxed, both physically and mentally. Teach me sometime.”

Ron said with a smile.

"Ah."

After Ron said that, Beta suddenly felt a great sense of accomplishment.

"Tell me what happened in the last two days."

"Yes."

……

While Ron was leisurely resting, a fierce battle was raging at the Demon God Altar on the other side.

"You damned stumbling blocks!"

Gray roared amidst the smoke and dust, his magical power surging, forcefully repelling the coalition's umpteenth round of combined attacks.

Although he was in a sorry state, his aura remained incredibly powerful.

Although the plan failed, the previous absorption had brought his strength infinitely close to the ninth rank.

At the same time, he also mastered the technique of fusion magic. Although it was a low-quality fusion, it was difficult to defend against.

Whether it's an explosive ball intertwined with ice and fire, or a sharp spear aided by wind and thunder, its power far surpasses that of ordinary eighth-tier magic.

A single attack was enough to crack the shield that the Holy See bishop had fully extended.

The allied forces felt a chill run down their spines.

Gray was more formidable than they had anticipated.

The battle became a stalemate for a time.

Fortunately, they have a numerical advantage and can employ a strategy of attrition warfare.

And so the battle continued from dawn until the sun was high in the sky.

Without an unlimited supply of energy, Gray was ultimately outnumbered.

By this time, his robes were tattered and his body was covered in wounds.

The movements slowed down noticeably.

On the other hand, the allied forces, despite some injuries sustained during the round-robin battles waged by six eighth-tier powerhouses, still maintained formidable combat strength.

"enough……"

Gray, panting heavily, stopped his futile attack.

"Since I can't become the God of Magic, then all of you will be buried with me."

He surveyed the menacing coalition forces around him, his last vestige of humanity replaced by madness.

(End of this chapter)