Re:Zero: Starting from the Great Transformation

An astonishing pulling force came from the center of the magic circle.

Ron did not resist and let the force pull him in an unknown direction.

"Go save it, Ron!"

Rudeus yelled.

He poured all his magic power into the magic circle, even overdrawing it to the point where his hair turned gray.

next moment.

As the light of the magic circle completely erupted, the entire room was completely submerged in the light of time magic.

Ron's figure also disappeared in the light.

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When Ron opened his eyes again.

What came into view was still the familiar environment in the basement. The magic circle under his feet was still emitting a faint light, but Rudeus' figure disappeared, as if he had never appeared.

"..."

He walked out of the magic circle and touched the wall next to him.

A layer of dust appeared on my fingers.

This basement looked like no one had been in it for a long time.

"What on earth is this..."

Ron frowned slightly.

This was slightly different from what he had imagined.

Did I really go back to the past smoothly?

He tried to push open the basement door, but found that it was locked from the outside and could not be opened normally.

So he broke the lock and forced the door open.

He walked up the stairs in the basement and soon arrived at the door of the cellar. He tried to push the entrance of the cellar and found that it was also locked. It seemed to have been reinforced with magic and there was no response no matter how he pushed it.

what is going on

Ron suppressed his doubts for the moment, grasped the hilt of the Dragon King Sword, and swung it gently towards the entrance of the cellar.

"Gala——"

The door lock reinforced by magic shattered.

He pushed open the door and crawled out of the cellar step by step.

The sun shone on him again.

The weather in Sharia was still as cold as ever, with snowflakes slowly falling, making the air chilly.

Ron turned his head to look into the distance, but was suddenly stunned.

What came into view was not the once prosperous magical city of Sharia, but a ruin covered with snow. Countless broken walls stood on the ruins, as if they had experienced a brutal war and all the buildings had been wantonly destroyed.

Looking at the ruins filled with broken walls in the distance, Ron muttered to himself.

"What exactly is this..."

"what happened?"

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Ankylosaurus calendar year 463.

The Kingdom of Bihelir in the eastern part of the Northern Continent announced intermarriage with the ghost tribe on Ghost Island.

The first prince, who was the heir to the throne, married the daughter of the ghost god and officially inherited the throne the following year, symbolizing that the blood of the ghost clan would always flow in the Kingdom of Bihelir.

Ankylosaurus calendar year 488.

As the offspring of the intermarriage between the Bihelir royal family and the ghost clan, he inherited the title and throne of the ghost god.

This was the beginning of the Bihelier Kingdom being called the Empire of Ghosts and Gods.

Ankylosaurus calendar year 492.

With the assistance of the ghost tribe, the national strength of the Bihelier Kingdom increased greatly.

After several years of development and sedimentation, the king judged that the time was ripe and provoked a war against the countries in the northern continent.

This is by no means a small-scale war.

Not only many small countries struggling to survive on the barren land, but even the three major magical powers were also involved. After the first close combat, they were surprised to find that the Kingdom of Bihelier had possessed such a powerful force without them knowing when.

The war situation was a one-sided crushing defeat.

The three major magical powers relied on their accumulated strength to resist stubbornly.

However, under the increasingly radical war pace of the Kingdom of Bihelir, the resistance ultimately failed and was completely destroyed.

The once prosperous magical city of Sharia was reduced to ruins in this war.

Ankylosaurus calendar year 498.

The northern continent was unified, and the Kingdom of Bihelir was renamed the Ghost Empire.

Ankylosaurus calendar year 505.

The Ghost Empire declared war on the Asura Kingdom.

A huge army crossed the border from the upper jaw of the red dragon and invaded the territory of the Asura Kingdom like a swarm of carp crossing the river.

The Central Continent was plunged into endless war.

The displaced people pray for the brave.

Brave Chapter: 176, Year 510 of the Ankylosaurus Calendar

Fine snowflakes drifted down from the sky, staining the ground a dark grey. The sky, covered by thick clouds, cast a gloomy haze over the earth, and the whole world became quiet and lifeless.

Broken weapon fragments remained on the snow-covered ground.

After clearing away the snow, one can vaguely see traces left by the magic bombing.

Ron walked forward step by step on the thick snow, and finally stood in front of the once prosperous city.

His familiar sense of direction told him that this was indeed Shalia.

However, looking at the ruins and broken walls, Ron found it hard to imagine what had happened to turn the city into what it was today.

"What exactly is here..."

Ron walked into the ruined city with a lot of doubts in his heart.

There were no guards at the city gate, and it was obvious that no one cared about this ruined city anymore.

This reminded Ron of the prosperous era of this city, which was hailed as a country with a magic level surpassing that of the Kingdom of Asura. At that time, many people believed that the three major magic countries would become the biggest voices in the northern continent, and even one day they would unify the northern continent.

"..."

However, it now seems that this is not the case at all.

Ron wandered the streets of the city, trying to find the scenes in his memory.

As he was walking, Ron suddenly stopped.

His gaze fell on a large gate with statues in the courtyard. The words "La Noa University of Magic" were written on the gate, which was very impressive.

However, the doorplate with words on it was now badly damaged, with traces of swords and magic bombings all over it.

conceivably.

There has been a war here.

The war ended with the victory of the invaders.

Ron stroked the damaged doorplate, recalling the time he had spent here with Qixing, Rudeus, and others, as well as what happened here with Sarah...

at this time.

Ron suddenly felt that someone was staring at him from behind.

Although that gaze was not hostile, it was sharp and scrutinizing, as if it wanted to dissect me completely from the inside out.

Having said that, Ron didn't take it too seriously.

With his strength, there would not be more than ten people in the whole world who could kill him.

"are you looking for me?"

Ron said as he turned his head to look behind him.

But when his eyes fell on the figure carefully hiding behind the ruins, he was stunned.

She was a girl who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old.

He has golden hair and eyes as black as ink.

She hid behind a wall, staring at Ron cautiously, but never came up to talk to him.

When she suddenly heard Ron's words, she quickly hid herself.

However, such an action is naturally meaningless.

Ron quickened his pace slightly and came in front of the girl, blocking her way.

Looking at the girl's slightly panicked eyes, Ron couldn't help but be stunned.

Blonde hair and black eyes.

And those familiar facial features.

So similar, so similar...

"Stop, don't come any closer!"

Just as Ron took a step subconsciously, the girl suddenly drew out a sword and pointed it between Ron's eyes.

She held the sword in one hand, stood sideways, and her eyes instantly became much sharper.

The crisp sound is like the swaying of wind chimes.

"You'd better not underestimate me. I don't want to kill anyone, but if you do anything suspicious, I won't hesitate."

The girl warned coldly.

"Calm down, I'm not hostile."

Ron raised his hands and took a half step back.

"I just want to know what's going on here and who you are."

"What's going on here?"

The girl's expression showed a hint of trance.

She seemed to remember something from the past, but her face finally darkened.

Instead of answering Ron's question, she asked:

"Which side do you belong to? Asura? Ghosts and gods? Or the three great magical nations?"

"I'm not on either side."

Ron thought for a moment and said:

"I'm an adventurer who happened to be passing by. I have my adventurer certificate in my left pocket. You can take a look at it."

"it is good……"