Russell stared at the primitive ghost in the air and said softly:

"This is a Paleolithic hominid, and in his mind, grinding stone tools did not yet exist, and the only way to obtain food was by gathering and hunting, and if he was lucky, his descendants would have discovered the art of drilling wood for fire. In his concept, there is no state, no prison, no monarch and no political leader, no cars, no ships, no Internet. The world and traditions he knows have lasted for hundreds of thousands of years, and it seems that they will continue forever in the infinite future.

"If we are held back by the fear of new problems, we should remain in the times with which he is familiar, as His Excellency today would like to be.

"Once we conquered fire, conquered beasts that preyed in the dark, conquered steam and thunder, conquered the vast expanse of space between the earth and the moon, and now we will conquer death and mediocrity!"

001 listened to the young man's speech in silence, not saying a word.

I saw Russell smile, his chin tilted slightly, and his eyes flashed with light:

"The night after I had made the potion of dreams, I had a dream—for the transcendent, dreams were a mystical revelation from spirits, so I had reason to believe that it might be some kind of harbinger of the future.

"I dreamed that in the distant future, a hundred times the length of human civilization, I arrived on the other side of the stars, which was once called 'Pastoral Hollow' but was no longer empty, and came to the podium of the new branch of the International Institute of Law and Occultity—7,351 centuries later, I had stepped onto the podium as a teacher as a student, 700 million light-years away from the original campus of the college.

"From the podium, I spoke to the children about today—the short millennia of time when civilization was still a speck of dust on the third cantilevered arm of the Milky Way. It was a time when we had not yet conquered death and mediocrity, and a prelude before the real story began.

"In class, I summoned a ghost of the dead from the 21st century, just as I summoned a ghost from the Paleolithic era in front of you today. I introduce my students to obscure words that only existed in the cradle of civilization – for example, in the early years of civilization, we called the power that was most familiar with everyday life 'supernatural' or 'supernatural'.

"In my dreams, I see the students who live forever in their youth frightened by the existence of natural deaths, and the ancestors who lived and died in the twilight of their lives, and would do their best to imagine how ordinary people who did not possess extraordinary powers could build their social ......"

At this time, although 001 still didn't say anything, the graceful and luxurious lady 012 next to him finally couldn't help frowning and interrupted Russell's emotional speech:

"The vast majority of dreams are neither revelation nor prophecy, but just absurd assemblies of information."

Russell nodded, a self-deprecating smile on his face:

"That's right. This is just an absurd dream after all. I think in that great era, we no longer needed to use language as an inefficient way to convey knowledge. It must be a future far beyond my dreams, beyond anyone's imagination. ”

Finally, 001, who had remained silent, spoke: "Are you finished?" So you're trying to convince me? ”

"Yes, Your Excellency. I hope to be able to leave this prison and be free again. I know that the popularization of fantasy potions will inevitably impact the existing social order, so in the coming years, I will try to find a way to have the least impact on the current world, so that the world can gradually move into eternity and transcendence in the most acceptable way. Russell said politely and earnestly.

"And what if I refuse?" 001 replied in a low voice.

"Then I'll be sorry." The handsome young man sighed, finally relieved.

"Sorry for what?" 001 asked.

"I regret that you gave up your chance to live, Your Excellency the Supreme Council." The corners of Russell's mouth curled, and a crazy smile bloomed on the face of this demon son certified by the Chaos Red Demon Order.

001's heart suddenly tightened, and 012 next to him also popped out of his hand with a translucent sword that protected the pure order.

Don't worry!

Russell was still trapped behind this emerald green barrier, trapped in the strongest cell of the prison in another dimension, and he couldn't leave! When such a thought flashed through 001's mind, Russell's body melted in front of him.

The boy with a crazy smile melted into a large pool of flesh and died in his cell.

001's eyes widened.

No, this can't be, Russell has already imposed a rule prohibiting suicide, and there are corresponding rules in the cell, even if the fifth-grade legend exists, he can't break it in this cell.

Could it be that Russell, who is a mutant, has a way to actively activate the blood magic rebirth ability?

The thought flashed through the mind of the Chief of the High Council, but was immediately dismissed.

001 had considered this possibility before, fearing that in the hands of Russell, who was a mutant, the blood mage's already difficult rebirth ability would become an even more difficult version to deal with. Therefore, he also considered the possibility that Russell could take the initiative to initiate rebirth, and confirmed that he did not have to worry about the corresponding risks-

If you take the initiative to activate this ability, the blood mage himself will die first, and the rebirth ability can be activated, and it will also be judged as suicide!

How exactly did he do it?

The next moment, Russell came back to life.

Resurrection in 001's lungs.

……

A few days ago, the International Academy of Legality and Occultity, in the Higher Academy, spell practice room.

Russell, who is an Alter, is researching a new ability in his fourth year to see if blood magic can be actively or passively mutated due to his talent.

"Professor Black Amber, I'm thinking about a question. Why is Blood Magic's rebirth conditional on one's own death? Russell looked at the black cat next to him, who had been reassuring him, and asked a fatal question.

"Is there anything wrong with that? Isn't it death that leads to resurrection? Professor Black Amber felt that Zhangji was confused.

"But Professor, when you were captured by the Red Order of Chaos, they managed to prevent you from resurrecting, so that the rebirth ability of blood magic would not be able to be used." Russell hit the nail on the head.

Professor Black Amber understood what Russell meant, and asked:

"Do you feel that your talent can change the conditions for rebirth? You don't necessarily need to die on your own. ”

Russell nodded:

"Yes, I've found that I can set the conditions for respawning myself, so that this ability can be executed as accurately as a program. As long as the conditions are met, rebirth will be triggered immediately, even if I don't die. ”

Professor Black Amber was quite emotional:

"Sometimes I envy your talent, Russell. I don't know what the rebirth conditions are that you designed? ”

Suddenly, Duncan, who came out of nowhere, interjected:

"Do you need to ask? Directly set to be reborn when you want to be reborn. That won't solve all the problems! ”

Professor Black Amber suddenly felt like he had asked a stupid question.

Unexpectedly, Russell shook his head:

"This does solve most of the problems, but it's still not foolproof. For example, if I'm controlled by psychic magic—well, with my current mental resistance, that's unlikely, but let's assume for a while—then I'm not going to activate this ability when my mind is dominated by magic.

"Or maybe I'm in a vegetative state, and I've lost the ability to think, and I can't rely on my ability to be reborn to return to my normal state and get out of my current predicament. Well, though I don't know if a transcendent of my level will become a vegetative person. ”

Professor Black Amber's doubts suddenly rose, "Then what are the trigger conditions for rebirth you set?" ”

"This is it." Russell took out his phone, opened a document, and showed Black Cat and Duncan a large string of text on it.

It's a text of several thousand words, and it's a respawn trigger that contains a whole bunch of "and", "or", and "not" logical algorithms, covering almost every possibility. For example, something happens but something doesn't happen, or something happens at the same time as something, or something happens immediately after something happens and nothing happens.

The dense text made Professor Black Amber look big:

"Russell, it's a bit long, can you briefly summarize the main points?"

The young man nodded with a smile and introduced:

"In addition to the fact that I actively activate the respawn ability, rebirth can also be triggered in a variety of situations.

"I won't describe the situation that is too complicated, but let's just talk about the most important condition-

"To put it simply, after 24 hours, respawn is automatically triggered. Unless, within those 24 hours, I did a specific set of things that sent a delayed respawn signal, which would reset the 24-hour countdown.

"This specific set of things requires me to move around freely, to communicate with Mr. Principal, and to use the mobile phone and the items in the dimensional belt bag. If I can't do these things, I can't send a signal to reset the countdown.

"I am convinced that if I am unconscious, or imprisoned, or completely deprived of my belongings, I will not be able to do the specific things described in the set conditions, whether I personally want to or not. This will force the respawn after 24 hours.

"It's as if the terrorists planted a time bomb in the city center, and as soon as he himself stopped sending the signal for a delayed detonation, the bomb exploded. So that the police will not dare to shoot him at will......"

"Unfortunately, I can't use information that I don't know as a trigger, such as something happening on the other side of the world. Otherwise, I'll be able to be omniscient just by testing if the respawn is triggered......"

Professor Black Amber was stunned when Russell heard this, but Duncan seemed very interested.

"Child, what is the source of life that you use for resurrection?" After Russell finished speaking, Professor Black Amber asked curiously.

Russell didn't answer directly, but took out a translucent potion from his dimensional waist bag:

"This is a flying potion I refined, and it has changed because of the Mutant's talent. The potion in this bottle itself flies, and the trajectory of the flight is controlled by my consciousness. ”

"So Russell, you set the resurrection object as this potion? Surely it can't be that simple, right? Professor Black Amber asked, puzzled.

Russell raised the potion above his head, stared at the crystal churning liquid in the bottle, and replied in a deep voice:

"No, the real resurrection point is the proton inside one of the water molecules in this flying potion."

Yes? This time, even Duncan was stunned for a moment:

"Can you make the respawn point so small?"

"Yes." Russell replied calmly.

"I really envy the talent of the deviant!" Duncan looked disappointed.

"All in all, I'm going to use my consciousness to control this water molecule of the flight potion and stay in my body. Such a small respawn point is almost impossible to search for. When I wanted to be resurrected somewhere, I used my mind to manipulate the corresponding water molecules and fly to the corresponding location. Russell explained.

……

Among the dream potions that Russell handed out, a drop of water so small that it was invisible contained the source of life that he used for resurrection.

In the conversation just now, Russell used a passionate speech to attract 001's attention, circumvent the fifth grade legend's extrasensory perception, and quietly control the corresponding water molecules to fly into 001's nasal cavity and enter his lungs.

When the boy behind the emerald barrier melted into churning flesh, Russell was resurrected at the location of 001's lungs.

He hopes to do some damage to 001 in this way!

Hearing a whoosh, a ghostly light flashed, and 001, who had been standing in place, disappeared, and the figure outlined several meters behind.

The figure of the dark-haired, deep-eyed boy is outlined and revealed where 001 was standing.

Russell was naked the moment he appeared, but in the blink of an eye, the power of flesh magic constructed the clothes.

The Demon King, who was part of Russell's body and fused with Russell's heart, also left the cell together during Russell's rebirth.

It really let him escape! 001's eyes froze, but he wasn't afraid, he just raised his cane at the boy in front of him.

Even if you get out of your cell?

001 is sure that with his strength, it will be easy to catch Russell.

Not to mention, all the transcendent items on Russell's body have been confiscated, the three contract creatures are not around, and the only demon king who can be relied on has been locked in his heart with the strongest seal by himself. And beside him, there is also the most powerful lady 012 in the Supreme Council.

I saw that Russell, who had just been reborn, smiled, made a claw with his right hand, and suddenly grabbed his left chest.

Hot scarlet fountains splash.

The boy pulled his heart out violently, and the splattered blood immediately turned into thousands of sharp blades under the control of the power of blood magic, slicing the heart in the boy's hand to pieces.

Blazing flames burst into Russell's hands, and a topless male demon with black skin and toned muscles stepped out of the crimson flames.

Demon King!

The Demon King who has regained his fifth grade realm!

(End of chapter)