Who taught him to restore the country like this

Chapter 192 You've Been Used

Gray has always held a passion for magic that he considers more important than life itself.

From a young age, he displayed extraordinary magical talent, pursuing the true meaning of magic day and night.

His talent quickly led to his selection as the next headmaster of the Grey Witch House.

This is a good thing and a bad thing.

The good thing is that he can come into contact with eighth-order magic earlier.

The bad thing is that from the moment you are groomed to be the successor, you are told that your life is coming to an end.

Each dean will pass on their cultivation to others when they reach the age of 100.

Normally, an eighth-tier expert can live to be 150 years old, as long as they don't do anything reckless.

At first, Gray didn't feel too uncomfortable about this predetermined fate.

He aims to live to be a hundred years old and has devised a plan to pursue the mysteries of magic.

Until he was nearly ninety years old, he had a dream.

A very strange dream.

In that dream, someone explained the true meaning of magic to him.

That person said that the ultimate goal of magic is endless life, an eternal miracle like the sun.

To achieve this, one must first attain immortality.

How can one attain immortality?

He asked that question.

"It's very simple, become a god."

This is that person's answer.

The man told him that the God of Magic could have become a god, but because of the attachment he couldn't let go of, he never took that final step until his death.

As long as he inherits the power of the God of Magic and takes the step that the God of Magic did not take, he can gain eternal life.

He was moved.

No one can resist the allure of immortality.

Ultimately, he chose the Ashen Academy over the pursuit of the true meaning of magic.

He violated the centuries-old ancestral precepts of the Grey Demon Academy by failing to carry on the tradition.

Following the guidance of the person in his dream, he secretly assisted and guided the royal family of the Lionheart Kingdom to fuse the Lionheart with the bloodline of the Holy One.

This is the essential key to inheriting the power of the God of Magic.

He could have achieved results more than ten years ago, but due to his negligence, the royal family of the Lionheart Kingdom activated the nascent key, ultimately causing all his efforts to be in vain.

There was no other way but to train him again.

His chosen target this time was Elsa, the little princess of the Lionheart Kingdom. He spent more than twenty years of his lifespan transferring the bloodline of her mother's holy lineage into her body.

Although it is a pseudo-saintly bloodline, it can still be used with difficulty.

And so he waited for more than ten years.

Until a few months ago, he instigated the three dukes of the Lionheart Kingdom to rebel.

Under his meticulous planning, the Lionheart royal family was destined to perish this time.

At the crucial moment, he will step in to protect Elsa, adopt her and take her back in Elsa's name, and retrieve all the Lionhearts.

In this way, no one would notice his true intention in taking Elsa under his wing.

It should be like this.

However, Ron's arrival disrupted his plans.

The Lionheart Kingdom's royal family had not perished, and given Ron's unparalleled level of attention, it was no longer convenient for him to step forward.

So he chose the moment when Ron entered the Kingdom of God to instigate the Kingdom of Purple Sun to launch an attack, driving the Kingdom of Lionheart into a desperate situation.

But at the crucial moment, that troublemaker Ron reappeared.

Who knew this guy could come out of the divine kingdom ahead of time? It's truly impossible to guard against.

The four-nation alliance thought they would finally conquer the Lionheart Kingdom, but the result was the same.

Ron's guerrilla tactics forcibly dismantled the four-nation alliance and preserved the Lionheart Kingdom.

It's ok.

There is plenty of time.

At this point, Gray remained optimistic.

Ron, who had caused trouble several times, did not evoke any murderous intent in him.

He was more interested in the secrets in Ron's head than in killing Ron.

But at that moment, he regretted it.

He regretted not killing Ron immediately.

It's all because of this damned curiosity that history repeats itself.

Last time, Ron came out of the divine realm ahead of time, and this time he came out of the sea of ​​consciousness ahead of time, both times catching everyone off guard.

He was just one step away from advancing to the ninth rank, initiating the ritual, inheriting the power of the God of Magic, and taking that step towards immortality.

But Ron ruined all of that.

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

He roared and raised his hands, using all the remaining magic power in his body to activate the Star Shift.

This time, it's not about moving yourself away, but about moving other people over.

The next second, ripples appeared in the space, and a figure appeared in the sky.

"Elsa!"

Laura, who was on the edge of the battlefield, screamed and immediately rushed forward to rescue her sister.

"Your Highness Laura, calm down."

Mavis cast a spell to bind Laura to the spot.

"Let me go, I need to save Elsa."

Laura struggled and cried out.

“She’ll be alright, someone will save her. But if you rush in now, no one will be able to save her.”

"Mavis said calmly."

Laura paused, trying to understand what Mavis meant.

But soon, her thoughts were interrupted by the commotion coming from the middle of the battlefield.

A dense magical power emanated from the unconscious Elsa, gradually coalescing into a gigantic purple lion.

Along with the giant lion appeared countless silk threads, which stretched out and connected to each person.

Neither weapons nor magic could have any effect on these threads, and the allied forces could only watch helplessly as they attached themselves to the threads.

"what is this?"

Everyone was puzzled.

Then attention turned to the bishops of the Church of Truth who believed in the God of Wisdom.

"This is the thread of cause and effect."

The bishops of the Vatican have provided an answer.

"It can transfer its own causes to others, making them bear its own consequences."

This method is as rare as predicting the future.

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but wonder: how many treasures have the Grey and White Schools salvaged from the Demon God Altar over the past few hundred years?

One foresees the future, the other is bound by cause and effect.

Is there any way to stop him?

"The question was asked by the bishop of the Holy See."

Gray is now clearly trying to graft something extraordinary onto them.

"When your own karma is stronger than the other person's karma, you can avoid grafting. Or you can kill them. There is no other way to stop it."

The bishop of the Vatican of Truth spoke with a solemn expression.

The fact that they cannot touch this thread of cause and effect means that this cause and effect is far stronger than theirs.

If I'm not mistaken, this is probably the cause of that god of magic.

That's right, Gray grafted the cause of the god of magic.

This was originally a ceremony he had prepared for himself after advancing to the ninth rank, but now he has started it ahead of schedule.

This ritual allows it to inherit the cause of the god of magic and bear the fruit of the god of magic.

However, with his current eighth-tier body, he simply cannot withstand the karmic consequences of the God of Magic.

Starting the ceremony ahead of schedule is tantamount to courting death.

never mind.

At least a group of people were buried with him.

As the ceremony began, the ground of the entire magic capital trembled, the tremors growing increasingly violent.

The Demon God Altar sensed the familiar cause and was unreservedly transmitting the effect to the vessel of the cause.

Gray's depleted magical energy rapidly recovered at a visible speed, and continued to grow and expand.

Unable to suppress.

The enormous amount of energy would burst his body.

It will only stop when the cause disappears.

Without a carrier, this immense energy would explode instantly. This wasn't just a problem for Gray.

At this moment, everyone who has been grafted with cause and effect is a ticking time bomb.

Let them all explode; the power would be enough to level the entire magic capital.

"Stop him now!"

Realizing this, the allied warriors' expressions changed drastically, and they launched a fierce attack.

But Gray has now returned to his peak condition and has unlimited energy; it will be impossible for them to take him down in a day or two.

"Hahaha! Let's die together!"

Gray was bleeding from all seven orifices and looked like a madman.

Knowing there was no way to stop Gray, everyone's hearts sank.

Despair began to spread.

Just as the three bishops of the Holy See were about to open the barrier to allow the residents and students of the magic city to escape.

"Professor Ron is in the Magic City, why are you all so dejected?"

A confident and assertive voice rang out.

"I believe that Mr. Ron will come to save us."

The key words brought everyone back to their senses.

Yes, Ron!

He might have a solution.

Where is Ron?
Everyone looked around.

"Oh dear, are you all looking for me?"

That irritating voice rang out at just the right moment.

All eyes immediately turned to that direction.

Ron, who had disappeared for half a day, suddenly appeared in the line of students who had escaped from the sea of ​​consciousness.

After several hours of rest, he now looks much more refreshed.

Upon seeing Ron appear, Gray's eyelids twitched involuntarily.

“Mr. Ron.”

Talulah and the others exclaimed in delight.

“Mr. Ron, Gray…”

Someone was anxiously trying to report the current situation to Ron.

"I know."

Ron walked straight up to Laura, took out a bottle of potion, and said, "Princess Laura, drink this."

"This is……"

Princess Laura stared blankly at the medicine Ron handed her.

"It can extract all the Lion's Heart from your sister's body."

Ron answered calmly.

Upon hearing this, Laura immediately recalled the potion the Uncrowned King had given her last time.

After she drank it, one-third of the Lion's Heart was extracted from her sister's body, and her health improved significantly.

Although this potion looks a little different from the last one, its effects should be similar.

If all the Lion Hearts could be extracted from Elsa's body, would that mean her sister could recover her health?
With that thought, Laura's eyes hardened, and she took the potion without hesitation, tilting her head back to drink it.

As the potion entered her throat, Princess Laura instantly radiated a soft and strange light.

Unlike the previous methods that brutally stripped the user of consciousness, Beta's improved Soul Transfer Potion now allows the user to maintain a clear consciousness and reduces much of the pain.

The side effects are also minimal.

The reason for such a rapid breakthrough is largely thanks to the withered finger that was obtained from the second prince of the Ziyang Kingdom last time.

That withered finger was the item used to activate Lionheart in the game. After Gray took it, he handed it to the second prince of the Purple Sun Kingdom, but it ended up in Ron's hands.

Having found a shortcut, Ron wasn't interested in the item and handed it over to Beta to study.

Ultimately, it made a significant contribution to the improvement of the Soul-Transfer Potion.

"Ron, die!"

Grey charged toward Ron.

Although he believed that no one could stop the current situation from deteriorating, seeing Ron shook that confidence.

No!

We must not let him use his skills.

He manipulated the threads of cause and effect, attempting to graft them onto Ron.

However, Ron simply raised his hand and caught the drifting thread of cause and effect.

Gray's pupils narrowed, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

That kid actually managed to touch the threads of cause and effect!?

This means that the karma associated with that kid is stronger than that of the God of Magic.

Are you kidding me?
The God of Magic was just one step away from becoming a god. How could his karma be less than that of a mere seventh-order mage?

Not only him, but others also felt it was outrageous.

Why?

Ron once again demonstrated his extraordinary abilities through his actions.

At the same time, the value of the secrets he possesses has been further expanded.

"Ron, why? Why do you keep thwarting my plans?"

Gray roared furiously.

He charged toward Ron at full speed.

"Stop him!"

Without Ron informing them, the Allied Forces took the initiative to intercept Gray.

After all, their lives now depended entirely on Ron.

"Grey, you've been used."

Ron looked at Gray and said calmly.

Was I used?

Gray was taken aback.

Ron's words gave him pause for thought.

Who is using me?

Is it that person from my dream?
The images from his dream flashed through his mind.

Suddenly he noticed something he had never paid attention to before.

What did that person's face look like?

He tried hard to recall.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember what that person looked like.

At this moment, the purple giant lion in the demon god's altar began to twist and sway, becoming unstable like turbulent water.

This version of the Soul Transfer Potion no longer requires hours of conversion and summoning, significantly reducing the time required.

In addition, Elsa was nearby.

Therefore, the effects of the Soul-Transfer Potion became apparent very quickly.

The purple giant lion's size was shrinking at a visible rate, and purple elemental spirits condensed in front of Laura.

Everyone could feel the energy being channeled into their bodies slow down a bit.

"No!"

As if his heart had been ripped out, Gray let out a heart-wrenching roar.

The true meaning of his pursuit was once again shattered by Ron.

Without Elsa as the key, the ritual could not continue.

He rushed frantically toward Ron, trying to stop it all from happening, but was held back by the Allied forces.

His hope of dying together with others gradually faded with time.

Three minutes later, the Lionheart was completely separated from the bloodline of the Holy One.

The ceremony was interrupted.

"It's now!"

Taking advantage of Gray's backlash, the attacks of all the powerful members of the allied forces converged once again.

Gray could only hastily gather a shield to defend himself.

boom!
But in the end, he couldn't withstand it. Countless attacks instantly overwhelmed Gray, who had completely lost his ability to resist due to the backlash of the ritual.

As his consciousness faded completely, he looked at Ron with resentment.

Then he paused for a moment.

At this moment, the blurry face in the dream slowly became clearer, gradually overlapping with Ron's face.

"It's you……"

Gray's last faint voice was drowned out by the incessant roar.

(End of this chapter)