In last night's battle, the Demon King had not used his true full strength, and had hidden his state to a certain extent.

In fact, in the past three or four months, the Demon King has recovered better than he had shown, and he was only a thin line away from fully recovering, re-entering the fifth-grade realm, and being able to break out of Russell's heart.

Later, when Wang Xiaoming's name was inscribed on the Tablet of Destiny, countless powers of faith converged towards this demon king, and the power of faith that transcendents could provide was far superior to that of ordinary people.

Although non-human creatures such as demons were unable to provide the power of faith due to technological limitations, relying on the power of faith provided by the Chaos Red Cultists in the prison, the Demon King was still restored to the fifth-grade legendary realm.

When the seal carrier of "Russell's Heart" was physically destroyed, the Demon King, who had re-entered the fifth-grade legendary realm, finally broke free from the seal reinforced by 001 and returned to reality with the most perfect attitude!

I saw that Russell's pierced chest was regrown with a new heart under the effect of amazing regenerative ability, and the original huge wound was slowly closed.

The blood splattered in the air seemed to have consciousness under the control of Russell's will, turning into a sharp blade.

001 Leng Jun's face was tightly knit.

Has the Demon King returned to his original strength?

Even so, there is no need to worry.

This is the extradimensional prison of the World Occult Council, my home turf!

001 believes that his strength is no less than that of the newly revived Demon King, and the 012 around him, plus the guards and jailers, combined with the home advantage of the prison in another dimension, can win Russell in minutes!

And as long as the battle lasts for a short time, the other members of the High Council will be able to come to the prison to support them.

The head of the Supreme Council, dressed in a dark red gown, tapped the floor with his cane, and on the walls and ceiling, one magic circle after another lit up.

It is an inscription of the guards arranged in the prison to prevent the prisoners from rebelling.

Every time a magic circle lit up, a spell shot at Russell or the Demon King, and some magic circles blocked the surrounding space, preventing the two powerful prisoners from teleporting away.

Around the Demon King, crimson flames rose, relying on the blazing fire and the magic resistance of the strongest demon, resisting the many spells that shot at him, causing the colorful spell brilliance to shatter one after another.

"Boy, protect yourself." Barely resisting spell attacks from all directions, the demon king who had just recovered from a serious illness was a little embarrassed.

In the face of the many spells that were also shooting at him, it stands to reason that Russell, who was weaker, did not show fear, but the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.

I saw that the figure of the young man suddenly became illusory and hazy, as if he had changed from a flesh and blood body to a ghost or other spirit creature, but it was even more illusory than the spirit body of ghosts and resentful spirits, as if he had stepped into a realm of pure spirituality that could not be reached by matter.

The colorful sparkle of spells passed straight through Russell's body, unable to harm or restrain the boy.

"This, this is ......"

The corners of 001's mouth twitched on his resolute face, and he was truly told by the extrasensory perception of a legendary transcendent that this was definitely the extraordinary ability of the necromancy and life system.

But Russell's ability is definitely not any of the core courses in the college's first- to fourth-year majors.

And in the face of countless spell attacks, he showed calmness and ease, even surpassing the demon king around him!

The only possibility is ......

"Surprised?" Russell's face was indifferent, as if he was stating something unrelated to him, "For the fact that I have been promoted to a fifth-year legend. ”

At this moment, in Russell's perception, spirituality is churning and surging, and it is the great spiritual feedback that comes from practicing transcendence.

He also felt that many people he knew and didn't know expressed gratitude from his heart, and these thoughts turned into the power of faith that continued to flow towards him, and finally reluctantly allowed him to cross the last barrier and become a legend in the fifth grade.

Russell and the Demon King, two fifth-year legends standing side by side at the pinnacle of the transcendent world.

Before 001 could recover from his astonishment, suddenly, a shrill siren sounded.

From the upper levels of the Extradimensional Prison.

Russell, who was in a state between the real and the unreal, tilted his chin slightly, and looked at the ceiling above without surprise:

"It seems that Mr. Headmaster, they have already stormed in, and should now be releasing some prisoners to engage your men. Don't expect the guards guarding this prison, or the High Council reinforcements from elsewhere, to help you. ”

……

About 10 minutes ago.

International Academy of Unified Law and the Occult.

The sky above both the primary and high courtyards was shrouded in dense stratus clouds that radiated a bright red or pink glow.

The rolling red-pink clouds seem to come from a fairy tale world, with many lovely bubbles churning on them, which looks dreamy and beautiful, rendering reality like a grand dream.

Stomp and tread.

Drops of rain fell from the sky on the brick aisles between the school buildings, on the doors of the cafeteria, between the playground and the groves, and caused ripples on the calm lake.

I don't know how many students reached out and touched the cold and dreamy raindrops.

Mr. Dragon and the Sphinx flew through the air, using their loud voices as giant creatures to yell downward:

"Mr. Headmaster used the dream potion that Russell had refined in advance to create this dream rain. As long as you bathe in this rain, you can stay young forever and get eternal life! ”

In fact, they didn't need to explain much, Duncan had already uploaded the video to the Internet. About the shady scenes of the High Council, and the efficacy of fantasy potions.

Agents and officials who had taken over the academy tried to report to the High Council or prevent the students from rushing out of the dorm building in a swarm to bask in the rain of life-changing transformation.

But many more people, especially the officials who knew a lot of the inside story, were also unable to resist the temptation of eternal life, and like the students, they bathed in the heavy rain to the fullest.

Subway walked down the forest path, bathed in the rain, looking at the dreamy raindrops, and remembered an incident he had discussed with Russell in his dorm room.

"Subway, something came to my mind."

"What's the matter?"

"I found that every time my ghost film went viral, I was able to get spiritual feedback on practicing spiritism. No matter where I was at the time, this feedback was so timely and swift. Practicing extraordinary spiritual feedback is like completing the experience points of the task, even if you are currently on a different map, if the previous map task is judged to be completed in this second, you will be able to eat experience, there is no time difference. ”

"So what do you want to say?"

Does this mean that practicing transcendent spiritual feedback is itself a very effective means of transmitting information? I even wonder if it's traveling faster than light. Theoretically, with a reasonable frequency to stimulate spiritually uplifting feedback, Morse code could be sent to deliver any message that needed to be delivered remotely! ”

"Huh?"

"Of course, it's still a bit difficult to send Morse code. But at least a simple message can be delivered. ”

When that dream rain fell, Russell, who was imprisoned in the deepest cell of the prison in another dimension, felt a surging spiritual feedback.

This was a sign that Duncan would soon lead someone into the extradimensional prison.

As a result, Russell, who received the signal, acted at the same time and completed the above series of escape operations.

In fact, in the original plan, Duncan proposed to choose a large city directly and rain this dream, so that thousands of ordinary people will become transcendent and immortalize at the same time.

However, considering the impact on the secular world and the existing world order, Russell finally abandoned this plan, and instead of directly breaking the curtain between the transcendent and the mundane, he chose to rain dreams on the Academy.

Subway looked at the boys and girls bathed in the rain, admiring the fantastic rain scene, and suddenly felt someone tap him on the shoulder.

Subway turned his head to see Duncan, a boy on tiptoe, behind him.

"Are you interested in going to another dimension prison together to save Russell? The teleportation circle has been set up. Duncan smiled confidently on his delicate face, "Or maybe you can symbolically make a summon!" ”

……

Time comes back to the present.

The upper floors of the prison in another dimension have long been in chaos.

Clara led a large group of members of the Old Order, along with Duncan, Professor Opal, Professor Black Amber, and the Yellow Turban Wrestler, the 200-headed Hydra, who easily defeated several teams of Transcendent Guards and Jailers.

Holding the colored crystal aloft in the air, Clara beckoned to the believers behind her, shouting in a childish but firm tone:

"Please, everyone, please follow me and punish the wicked!"

"Always follow Miss Clara!" The high priest's siblings, who had short aqua blue hair, and the other boys and girls shouted in unison.

Clara waved her tentacles and looked at the defeated guards in front of her, her eyes lost focus in her dozens of pupils, and she remembered many past events.

That was just over two years ago, when she teamed up with Russell to defeat the Emerald Cat and the tarantula in a 2-on-2 magical duel.

It was the first victory of the old rulers, and they used their own power to punish the disobedient.

"Clara, we won.

"Whether it's the emerald cat or the tarantula, you used your ability to defeat the people of the White Wolf Club.

"When you graduate and leave the academy and see your followers again, you can tell them that the worms who angered you have been punished by you. It is the punishment that you inflict with your own hands. ”

In the midst of the chaotic battle, the cells where the members of the Red Order of Chaos were held, and the doors of the cells were opened.

When Martha and Nocturne, Blood Moon and Blackstar, Vermouth and the other demonic cultists looked up, they saw a male demon with a naked upper body, toned muscles, and resolute features.

The demonic horns on his head, his swarthy skin, the interlaced patterns on his muscles, and the flames around him made every Chaos Red demon cultist instantly realize his identity.

Demon King!

"Your king is back!"

The doppelganger projection of the Demon King shouted.

- At the moment when the seal was broken, the Demon King also summoned a projection clone to the upper prison, and the main body joined forces with Russell in the deepest part of the prison to fight against 001 and 012.

"Your will, King, is our direction!"

The demon cultists wept with joy.

The big-red nose was half-kneeling, and along with the other demon cultists, he paid homage to the Demon King who had released him.

At this moment, in the mind of Vermouth, a stormy wave was set off.

What's going on today?

Russell was captured and taken to another dimensional prison with the Demon King, and then the Demon King managed to escape?

His Majesty the Demon King must have been caught on purpose!

The Chaos Red cultists joined forces and dragged a large number of guards and High Council reinforcements who had rushed to the prison in another dimension to support.

And Duncan saw that the situation had stabilized, and a little starlight swelled in his eyes, allowing him to see the deepest part of the prison, the battle between Russell and the Demon King and the two members of the High Council.

Instead of choosing to join the battle directly, Duncan opened his mouth and whispered in a tone as if stating objective facts:

"Faced with the teaming up of Russell and the Demon King, two fifth-grade legends, even 001 and 012 felt powerless.

"After all, Ms. 012's strength has not yet stepped into the legendary realm of the fifth grade, and she is not on the same level as the other three, so she may fall on the spot if she is not careful......"

……

The deepest part of an extradimensional prison.

The space shook violently, and the blazing fire of the abyss melted all the matter into liquid, turning the place into a flaming hell.

After becoming the only fifth-grade legend in the Necronomicon and Life Department, Russell displayed strange and unpredictable abilities, and from time to time he stepped into a state that was between the unreal and the real, and after being killed by 001 once, he suddenly came back to life, as if he were an immortal with no weaknesses.

Looking at the handsome young man who was fighting side by side with him, the Demon King's thoughts flew and he recalled that long ago.

At that time, he was not a demon, but a young man full of ideals.

This moment is just as good as that moment.

Once, he saved the nations from the plague of demons, and today he wants to save the world in the shadow of death.

Finally, in the pull again and again, the slightly inferior 012 was hit by Russell's death ray, and he was killed.

Her soul was pulled from the corpse and floated behind Russell, at the boy's beheels.

"It went so well."

Looking at 001, who was panting violently in front of him, as if he would fall in the next moment, Russell sighed.

When he first discussed the strategy with Duncan, he considered dealing with both 001 and Thorn Bird, two fifth-year legends.

The outbreak of the conflict between 001 and the Thorn Bird saved him a lot of trouble.

Ahead, 001, whose spiritual energy was nearly depleted and whose face was covered in blood and ash, let out a haggard, self-deprecating laugh.

In the right hand of the Chief of the Supreme Council, a translucent sword of order popped out.

001 stabbed his sword into his chest.

There's an epilogue tomorrow

(End of chapter)