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Chapter 398: Thought Form? Saint Ten?
Chapter 398: Thought Form? Saint Ten?
When the two Demon Blades shattered the defensive magic and struck his chest, Gerald thought he would die from this move.
Intense pain radiated from his chest, and the two blade marks crossed to form an X. His shirt tore open, and blood gushed from the wounds, causing Gerald to nearly lose consciousness.
In his current state, he was no match for Elusa, but he couldn't just die like this.
Clang! Clang! The two blades crossed and pierced Gerald's neck on either side.
Elusa seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and sat down beside Gerald. "What's your true purpose? I've investigated the R System, and while the structure and principles might make sense, the most crucial condition is simply impossible to meet."
It was a relief that she was willing to communicate. As expected, Elusa was still the Elusa he knew, unable to take action against her former comrade.
Gerald's heart rejoiced, and a sinister smile tugged at his lips. "I should have mentioned it before. The most important sacrificial victim is you..."
"It's not about the victim!" Elusa glared at him. At this critical juncture, he was still trying to hide the truth from her. "It's about magic power! Activating the R System requires at least 2.7 billion Idea of magic power! Even if we gather all the Archmages on the continent, it might not be enough!"
Gerald fell silent. If he said any more, he would reveal too much. It was better to change the subject. "Aren't you going to escape? In a few minutes, the Archmage Spirit Energy will descend."
"Gerald! Your ideal has come to an end! Do you want to die here?!" Even at the last moment, Elusa wanted to save this person who had suddenly strayed from the right path.
Gerald actually showed the same gentle smile that Elusa remembered from the past. "I can't decide my actions—my body is possessed by Jelf's soul. I'm just a puppet used for his resurrection."
"Possession?"
Perhaps it was the smile from his childhood that had once brought her light and hope, but Gerald's words easily swayed Elusa's thoughts.
"I can't save myself, and I don't have any companions who can save me..."
"I..."
Bang! Rod crashed through the tower's exterior, followed closely by Mila.
Looking at Gerald lying on the ground, Rod said, "Is it done?"
Elusa wanted to explain, "No, he..."
"If you can't do it, then control him. In any case, we'll talk after we leave here. The Archmage Spirit Energy might fall at any moment, and who knows if this dilapidated tower will hold. Our companions are still below!"
Rod spoke rapidly, moving forward as he spoke.
Elusa wanted to stop him, knowing that there might still be a chance to save Gerald from the possession, but she also understood the urgency of the situation. "Wait, Rod. It's a bit complicated. Mila, you can hypnotize him."
Gerald's expression changed; the Fairy Strategist was not easily fooled.
...
"Ulutia."
In the Council of Judges, Zikrein, who was waiting for the final stage of the Archmage Spirit Energy, suddenly whispered to Ulutia, and she darted out of the room as a golden streak.
"What is that guy doing?" Og exclaimed. "He proposed the launch of the Archmage Spirit Energy, but now he wants to shirk responsibility at the last moment?"
The Council of Judges held the power to control the Archmage Spirit Energy, but they couldn't use it arbitrarily. Each use required a reasonable justification.
Especially in this case, where they risked wiping out everyone in the Paradise Tower, including the innocent, to prevent Jelf's resurrection. They had to bear the immense pressure.
Afterwards, someone might have to take responsibility and even face a trial.
This brash young man had proposed the launch of the Archmage Spirit Energy and tirelessly persuaded them to agree.
Now, at the critical moment, he was running away, thinking he could evade responsibility.
"Please calm down, Lord Og," Ulutia spoke softly. "The decision has been made, and the Archmage Spirit Energy is ready to be unleashed. No matter what, we wouldn't choose to flee at this moment."
Ulutia's tone was gentle, and she spoke slowly, as if intentionally trying to soothe the emotions of the other judges.
Despite her intentions, she only wanted to buy some time, and she needed a better excuse, at least one that could buy her a few more minutes.
"Zikrein has suddenly received important intelligence and must go confirm it immediately."
"What kind of intelligence requires his personal attention at this critical moment?"
Ultiya smiled, "Regarding what you all care about the most and have resolved to bear the burden of - the lives of innocent civilians."
"What did you say?"
"Speak clearly!"
The impatient councilors couldn't wait to start asking questions, though they were prepared to take responsibility for the stability of the magical world.
But who would willingly shoulder the lives of so many and stain their reputation for life?
Ultiya was certain she guessed the councilors' thoughts. She calmly said, "The Car Elrum Kingdom has received a report that the laborers forced to build Paradise Tower have safely returned home, which means..."
The councilors were excited, "So, Jelf is releasing the civilians when the tower is completed?"
"There are no more civilians in the tower?"
"Is this information true?"
Ultiya smiled, "That's why this matter is so important. That's why Councilor Zikrein has to go confirm it immediately."
"If that's the case, it's wonderful!"
If there were no civilians in the tower, the guilt in their hearts would be greatly reduced.
Later, when asked, she should they should proudly say that the decision to use Archmage Spirit Energy was resolute and correct.
Only Makarov remained unmoved, staring at Ultiya.
Was the matter really that simple?
...
No one in the Council knew that the moment Zikrein left their sight, his entire person disappeared.
The next moment, he appeared inside Paradise Tower.
"Wait!" Zikrein shouted, stopping Mira, "Hypnotic magic will affect Jelf's soul..."
"Summon Crimson Marked Treant, Ember Crown, Absorb Mountain Dragon Soul!"
The instant Zikrein appeared, Rod activated his magic. He vigorously flapped his wings, flying towards Elusa, and punched Jelf in the temple.
"No!" Elusa cried out, but her entire body flew out, slamming her back against the wall covered in runes.
Ignoring the pain, she got up, "Jelf!"
However, Jelf, caught off guard, was punched so hard his eyes rolled back, and his body flew out.
His body shattered the magic crystal placed in the center of the room, and he continued flying, smashing the altar at the edge of the room, crashing into the wall behind the altar, and only stopped when he hit the outer railing.
His neck was cut by the sword originally stuck in the ground, and blood flowed. It was unknown if his windpipe or artery was severed, and whether he would survive.
"You..." Zikrein's figure suddenly became illusory, like one half of a magnet, and was sucked into Jelf's body.
He just wanted to buy some time, but why was this person so decisive? Did he not care about Elusa's feelings at all?
Elusa stared at the disappearing Zikrein in shock, "A thought projection?!"
"Councilor Zikrein, is he Jelf's thought projection?" Rod and Mira were equally shocked.
If Lucy were here, she'd surely tease Rod for acting without knowing anything.
But Rod originally thought these two were just twin brothers, just conspiring together.
He acted immediately, not wanting the Council's insider to interfere and turn one boss into two.
As it turned out, Zikrein was just a thought projection? To become one of the Ten Wizard Saints and infiltrate the Council for years without being discovered...
Not only that, his remaining physical body could even beat Elusa to a pulp.
If this was his full power, how strong was this person?!
(End of Chapter)
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