Who taught him to restore the country like this

Chapter 209 Are you planning to do that again?
Someone came out.

The allied forces became alert.

Three people dressed in papal robes slowly walked through the open gates of the magic capital.

These were the three bishops who had been sent by the three major papal courts to besiege Gray not long ago.

"Are you guys okay?"

"Malcolm, what's the situation in the city?"

Where is Ron?

Each of the three major Vatican councils sent one person forward to inquire.

The three bishops had complicated expressions and did not respond.

However, someone responded on their behalf.

whoosh-

whoosh-

With a whooshing sound, the night was illuminated by multicolored magical light—fire, frost, wind blades…

Countless mid-to-high-level spells rained down on the allied forces outside the city like a storm.

Fortunately, the allied forces remained on high alert, and immediately countless magical shields were erected to keep all attacks at bay.

"It seems that His Majesty Ron has no intention of surrendering."

Looking at the densely packed mages floating in the sky above the magic capital, each wielding a magic wand, the eighth-tier powerhouses of the allied forces all made their move.

The Magic City also dispatched six eighth-tier powerhouses, including Mavis.

The war is about to start.

Although the coalition forces had the overall advantage, they were cautious and mainly focused on suppression and defense, without resorting to lethal force.

After all, these people are just innocent people manipulated by Ron. Once the effects of the sacrificial array wear off, they can return to normal.

The magic capital had no scruples and went all out.

Thus, the two sides reached a stalemate.

Before the allied forces, the holy sons and daughters of the three major papal courts calmly observed the battlefield, making no move.

Because Ron didn't show up.

Their main task was to keep an eye on Ron and prevent him from escaping in the chaos.

Although an hour earlier, the oracle had conveyed a new rule for the war of the divine kingdoms: the royal family was not allowed to flee before the war of national annihilation ended.

It's obvious to anyone with eyes that this new rule, which is insignificant to other participants in the war of the gods, was created specifically to target Ron.

Even so, the three major papal courts were still uneasy.

There are just too many strange things that have happened to Ron.

Didn't the gods fail in their previous two attempts to target Ron?
The rules of the war of the gods are absolute and unavoidable for all other participants.

For Ron, there are no absolutes.

The shackles of enslavement did not restrain him, the king of a fallen kingdom.

They're overthinking it.

The rules of the War of the Gods are absolute for Ron as well, only there are loopholes to exploit.

They didn't know any of that; all they knew was that Ron absolutely couldn't be allowed to escape again tonight.

As time passed, the unrestrained bombardment of the magic capital quickly depleted its magical power, causing it to show signs of decline.

"It's now!"

With a resounding shout, the allied forces, led by three eighth-tier experts from the three major Vatican councils, switched from defense to offense, intending to capture the group of mages in one fell swoop.

boom!
Suddenly, a massive pressure, like a thousand-meter-high wave, descended, freezing the entire allied force in place.

That oppressive aura was sacred and majestic, like that of a god, making them unable to muster the slightest thought of resistance.

What's happening here?
Did that kid really do it?

He... resurrected the god of magic?

"You finally showed up."

Aetherel's voice rang out, clearly reaching the ears of the allied forces in the now quiet battlefield, easing their anxiety.

Following Aetherel's gaze, the allied forces looked up at the sky and saw a blond youth with a white wool shawl, a haughty expression, and an aura of kingly dominance, standing suspended in mid-air.

Their primary target on this trip was Ron Rhein.

"Your Majesty Ron, we meet again."

Cecilia smiled and squinted, waving as if she were seeing a friend.

"Is this the legendary Ron Rhein?"

Seeing is believing, and the Radiant Saintess curiously examined Ron.

Just as rumored, he was righteous, composed, and reliable.

Pity.

"You guys are out?"

Ron looked at Aetheril and Cecilia and asked calmly.

"Thanks to you, we were able to get out early."

Cecilia replied.

"Will you ultimately become my enemies?"

Ron asked.

"It's not that we want to be your enemy, but that you've gone too far this time."

Cecilia said.

Ron seized control of the magic capital, detained the three major papal bishops and the princes and nobles sent by various countries, offending so many forces at once and putting himself in the eye of the storm.

The three major papal courts had no choice but to punish him.

"If you have any unavoidable difficulties, you can speak up here."

Cecilia said.

Based on her understanding of Ron, he wasn't a stupid person.

If he hadn't done these things, even if the three major Vatican churches disliked him, they wouldn't have been able to do anything about it.

But he did it anyway, so there must be a reason.

Although the die is cast and the sentence is now inevitable, if Ron can come up with a reason that satisfies everyone, he can be spared the death penalty.

however…

Ron remained indifferent, showing no intention of explaining.

Lying to cover things up is one of his strengths.

But how am I supposed to explain this when there's a "truth eye" right here?
It's better to say nothing and maintain a sophisticated image.

"It's no use talking more."

"Catch the thief first and capture the king first."

Without any hesitation, Aetherel launched the first attack on Ron, starting with the Divine Record Amplification of the Prison of Truth as a sign of respect.

Ron neither dodged nor evaded, but instead unleashed an eighth-order composite magic enhanced by divine power to retaliate.

boom!
A deafening explosion rang out, and the invincible cage of truth was torn apart.

"Be careful, he can use all of our magic."

At this moment, as the sacrificial array weakened, the person controlling it, whose power had diminished, spoke up to offer a reminder.

As long as the sacrificial circle hasn't completely disappeared, Ron can use their magic through the threads of causality.

It would be fine if it were just borrowing their magic, but the key is that he has the power of [Evolution], which allows him to combine any magic to create more bizarre and difficult-to-defend magic.

Ding!
A golden greatsword slashed down from the side, but Ron instantly conjured a composite magic shield to block it.

"Feel sorry!"

The Radiant Saintess, gripping the Radiant Holy Sword tightly in her hand, said "sorry" without any expression.

Then, the holy sword's strikes rained down on the shield, a thousand strikes per second.

Bang!
With a crisp, shattering sound, the holy sword sliced ​​through the shield and landed on Ron's shoulder.

But it was empty-handed.

Ron used the Star Shift technique to change his position and then activated the pre-set magic.

Three clusters of eighth-tier composite magic suddenly appeared around the Radiant Saintess, and there was no time to dodge.

hum!
With a buzzing sound, numerous mysterious runes appeared around the Radiant Saintess, instantly disintegrating the three complex spells.

Ron looked at Etheril.

Aetherel's eyes shone with a gray light, revealing the very structure of all magic.

Of the three Holy Sons and Daughters of the three major Papacys, the Holy Son of Truth is definitely at the bottom in terms of combat strength, but he is undoubtedly the most troublesome to deal with.

His Eye of Truth can analyze all magic circuits, allowing him to use targeted magic circuits to dismantle the opponent's magic.

It can be described as a magic nemesis.

Even in martial arts, he can maintain his composure.

Unless they are close-combat powerhouses like the Radiant Saintess and Cecilia, they will all be completely suppressed by her clever mind. Ron clicked his tongue.

The trouble caused by these three getting together... can only be described as expected.

"Your Majesty Ron, I will remember you forever."

Cecilia, now in her dragon form, flashed in front of Ron and threw a punch.

Ron also threw a punch.

Bang!
The two fists collided.

Ron grunted and stumbled back a few steps, his arm feeling slightly numb.

This woman is incredibly strong.

His magical attacks were no match for this woman's simple punch.

He tried to use the Star Shift technique to create distance, but found that he couldn't.

This space has now been sealed off by Aetherial, like a plain turned into a forest. Where you could run freely before, now you'll crash into trees if you don't watch where you're going.

Keng!
The holy sword slashed down again.

Cecilia, the dragon woman, followed closely behind.

Aetherel surveyed the entire field, providing support.

Even though Ron is very strong now, with the three of them working together so well, it won't be long before he runs out of steam.

"That's it!"

With a command from Aetherial, countless runes instantly contracted, forming a massive cubic cage that trapped Ron in the center, suppressing the operation of Ron's power and divinity.

The Holy Maiden of Light and Cecilia's all-out attack followed closely behind, and this attack would be fatal!
Bang!
Bang!
However, when the two rushed in front of Ron, they were unexpectedly thrown back.

"What!?"

The allied forces' expressions changed drastically.

Suddenly, a huge silver halo appeared and enveloped Ron.

Where the halo passed, time seemed to freeze briefly, and space distorted slightly.

At the same time, a figure appeared beside Ron.

His blue hair moved without wind, his eyes had turned pure silver, and he exuded a sacred aura.

"Glove!"

Cecilia recognized the other person's identity.

"Yet another possessor of divinity!"

The radiant saint's expression turned solemn.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Glover looked at Ron and said.

"It's not too late."

Ron said with a light laugh, standing side by side with Glover.

At this moment, Glover's feelings for him remained completely unchanged.

But one thing is certain: with her divine awakening, she will remember something.

Ron didn't ask her if she was Glovia or Isabella now.

With a formidable enemy at hand, now is not the time to delve into this matter.

The two of them stared at Aetherel and his two companions for a moment, then, without exchanging a word, resumed their battle.

boom--

bang——

An explosion more violent than any before occurred, and the dazzling light temporarily blinded everyone.

The violent energy surge ripped deep trenches into the ground, and nearby allied soldiers and mages were thrown into the air.

When the commotion subsided, Aetherel and his two companions retreated several steps, looking somewhat disheveled, their faces filled with seriousness.

While Ron and Glover's breathing also fluctuated, they clearly had the upper hand.

The coalition forces were immediately in an uproar.

The three holy sons and daughters were actually suppressed!
"Don't panic!"

A coalition general shouted, "The sacrificial array is weakening. Once those mages break free of control, the two of them will be isolated and helpless, and they will surely die!"

This reminded everyone.

That's right, once the tens of thousands of mages in the magic capital break free of control, they will join them.

Even if Ron and Gloway are strong, can they withstand an army of thousands?

Aetherel and his two companions understood the situation and abandoned their attack, switching to defense to buy time and wait for the magic circle to completely disappear.

Ron seemed helpless in the face of this.

Time passed by minute by minute.

At the city gate, the mages who had been moving stiffly began to struggle in their eyes, and the light of their magic became unstable.

Finally, after an hour-long standoff, the sacrificial array disappeared.

The allied forces all wore victorious smiles.

However, they stopped laughing the next second.

They suddenly sensed a dark aura filled with extreme malice, chaos, and madness, like a volcano that had been suppressed for thousands of years suddenly erupting within them.

At the same time, a thick, asphalt-like dark fog, like a surging black tide, rapidly spread outwards from the altar in all directions.

"what--"

"What's this?!"

"Help me! My body..."

Everyone's face turned extremely pale.

Wherever the black tide passed, whether it was allied soldiers or mages who had just regained a sliver of clarity, anyone touched by it immediately let out a shrill scream.

Their bodies began to twist and mutate, strange black patterns appeared on their skin, their eyes were consumed by madness and chaos, and their reason was slowly collapsing.

Divinity again!
The three of them, Aetherel, were utterly shocked.

How come so many gods have suddenly appeared?
And this is... the divinity of an evil god!
The terrifying speed at which it spread and eroded was something that even the three of them working together couldn't stop.

How to do?
The three of them couldn't help but feel a little flustered.

If not stopped quickly, the coalition forces will suffer heavy losses in this sudden disaster, or even be completely wiped out.

"So you've finally come out?"

A voice that seemed to have been anticipated rang out.

The three of them looked at the same time.

The person who spoke was the target of their attack.

"Your Majesty Ron, what's going on?"

Seeing that Ron seemed to know something, Cecilia asked.

Ron didn't answer her question, but simply said in a calm tone:
"Use all your strength to guide this dark matter divinity and gather it all into me."

"what?"

Cecilia thought she had misheard.

"What do you want to do?"

"Aetherel asked warily."

"Only in this way can they survive."

Ron said calmly.

Aetherel frowned.

This is not a lie.

"And what about you? What would you do?"

Cecilia asked.

Ron remained calm and did not speak.

But the answer is already obvious.

Ron possesses divinity, which indeed allows him to resist the erosion of the evil god's divinity.

However, the divinity of these evil gods seemed to have been nurtured within these people for some time, and their terrifying size far exceeded Ron's ability to withstand it.

No one can withstand the erosion of divinity by so many evil gods. If Ron does this, at best he will become a mindless, mutated monster, and at worst his soul will be scattered.

Seeing that Aetherel did not deny it, Cecilia knew what Ron wanted to do. She opened her mouth reluctantly, but then stopped herself from speaking.

Are you planning to do that again?

Glover spoke up.

"Feel sorry."

Ron reached out and patted her head, saying apologetically.

(End of this chapter)