Magic!

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

"This is a primitive man from the Paleolithic Age. In his knowledge, ground stone tools did not exist yet, and the only way to obtain food was gathering and hunting. If he is lucky, many generations of his descendants will discover diamonds. The skill of making fire from wood. In his concept, there is no country, no prison, no monarch or political leader, let alone cars, ships and the Internet. The world and traditions he knows have lasted for hundreds of thousands of years, and they seem to still be To continue forever in the infinite future.

"If we stop moving forward because we are afraid of new problems, we should stay in the era he is familiar with, just as the Chief Minister hopes today.

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

001 listened silently to the boy's lecture without saying a word.

Russell smiled, his chin tilted slightly, and his eyes flashed with light:

"The night after I refined the dream potion, I had a dream - for extraordinary people, dreams are mystical revelations derived from spirituality, so I have reason to believe that this may be some kind of foreshadowing of the future.

"I dreamed that in a distant future that is a hundred times the length of human civilization, I arrived at the other side of the stars that was once called the 'Boötes Hollow' but is no longer empty, and came to the podium of the new branch of the International Unified Magic and Supernatural Academy - Time Seven thousand three hundred and fifty-one centuries later, I, who was once a student, stepped onto the stage as a teacher, in this branch 700 million light-years away from the original campus of the college.

"On the podium, I told the children about today - the brief thousands of years when civilization first lived on a speck of dust on the third cantilever of the Milky Way. That was an era before we conquered death and mediocrity, and it was also the beginning of all the real stories. Prelude to before.

"In class, I summoned a ghost of the dead from the 21st century, just as I summoned a ghost from the Paleolithic Age in front of you today. I introduced the students to rare words that existed only in the cradle of civilization - -For example, in the earliest years of civilization, we called the forces most familiar with our daily lives 'supernatural' or 'supernatural'.

"In the dream, I saw the eternally youthful students horrified because they heard about the existence of natural death and the ephemeral life of their ancestors who only lived for less than a hundred years. They would try their best to imagine those ordinary people who did not have extraordinary powers. How people build their societies..."

At this time, although 001 still said nothing, the elegant lady 012 next to her finally couldn't help but frowned and interrupted Russell's emotional speech:

"The vast majority of dreams are neither revelations nor prophecies, just absurd combinations of fragments of information."

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

"You're right. This is just a ridiculous dream after all. I think in that great era, we no longer need to use language as an inefficient way to transmit knowledge. It must be far away A future that is beyond my dreams and beyond anyone’s imagination.”

Finally, 001, who had always remained silent, spoke: "Are you done? So you want to convince me?"

"Yes, Your Excellency, Chief. I hope to leave this prison and regain my freedom. I know that the popularity of dream potions will inevitably impact the existing social order, so in the next many years, I will try my best to find ways to A way that has the least impact on the current world, allowing the world to gradually enter eternity and transcendence in the most acceptable way." Russell said politely and seriously.

"What if I refuse?" 001 responded in a low tone.

"Then I will be very sorry." The handsome young man sighed, finally feeling relieved.

"What are you sorry about?" 001 asked.

"It's a pity that you gave up the chance to live, Your Excellency, Chief of the Supreme Council." The corners of Russell's mouth raised, and a crazy smile broke out on the face of this demon son certified by the Red Devil Order of Chaos.

001's heart suddenly tightened, and a translucent sword made of pure order popped out of 012's hand next to him.

no need to worry!

Russell is still trapped behind this emerald green barrier, trapped in the strongest cell of the prison in another dimension. He cannot leave! When such thoughts flashed through 001's mind, Russell's body melted in front of him.

The boy with the crazy smile melted into a large puddle of flesh and blood and died in the cell.

001's eyes suddenly widened.

No, this is impossible. Rules prohibiting suicide have been imposed on Russell, and there are corresponding rules in the cell. Even a fifth-year legend cannot violate it in this cell.

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

This idea flashed through the mind of the Supreme Council Chief, but was immediately rejected.

001 had considered this possibility before, fearing that in the hands of Russell, a mutator, the blood mage's already difficult rebirth ability would mutate into a more difficult version. Therefore, he also considered the possibility that Russell could actively initiate rebirth, and confirmed that he did not need to worry about the corresponding risks——

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

How on earth did he do it?

The next moment, Russell came to life.

Resurrected in 001's lungs.

…

A few days ago, there was a magic practice room in the International Unified School of Magic and Supernatural, in the Higher Institute.

As a mutant, Russell is studying the new abilities of the fourth grade to see if blood magic will undergo active or passive mutations due to his talent.

"Professor Black Amber, I am thinking about a question. Why is the condition for rebirth of blood magic one's own death?" Russell looked at the black cat next to him who had always been worried about him, and asked a fatal question.

"Is there something wrong with this? Isn't it possible to resurrect only after death?" Professor Black Amber felt that Zhang Er was confused.

"But Professor, when you were captured by the Red Order of Chaos, they tried to prevent your resurrection. In this case, the rebirth ability of blood magic would not be able to be used." Russell said pointedly.

Professor Black Amber understood what Russell meant and asked:

"Do you think your talent can change the conditions for rebirth? You don't necessarily need to die."

Russell nodded:

"Yes, I discovered that I can set the conditions for rebirth 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 do not die."

Professor Black Amber was quite emotional:

"Sometimes I really envy your talent, Russell. I wonder what the rebirth conditions you designed are?"

Suddenly, Duncan, who appeared out of nowhere, interrupted:

"Do you still need to ask? Just set it to be reborn when you want to be reborn. Wouldn't this solve all the problems!"

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

Unexpectedly, Russell shook his head:

"This can indeed solve most problems, but it is still not foolproof. For example, if I am controlled by psychic magic - well, although with my current mental resistance, this kind of thing is unlikely to happen, but first Hypothetically - then I, whose mind is controlled by magic, will not actively activate this ability.

"Or maybe I've become a vegetable, lost the ability to think, and can't rely on my rebirth ability to return to a normal state and get out of the current predicament. Well, although I don't know if a transcendent at my level will change. Into a vegetative state.”

Professor Black Amber's doubts suddenly arose: "Then what are the rebirth trigger conditions you set?"

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

This is a text of several thousand words, and the content contains a lot of "and", "or" and "not" logical operation rules for rebirth triggering conditions, covering almost every possibility. For example, something happens but something does not happen, or something happens at the same time as something else, or something happens immediately after something happens but something does not happen.

The dense text made Professor Black Amber confused:

"Russell, it's a bit long. Can you briefly summarize the key points?"

The young man nodded with a smile and introduced:

“In addition to my active activation of rebirth ability, rebirth may also be triggered under various circumstances.

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

"Simply put, after 24 hours, rebirth will be automatically triggered. Unless within these 24 hours, I do a specific set of things, which is equivalent to sending a delayed rebirth signal, which will count down the 24 hours Reset.

"This specific set of things requires me to move freely, contact the principal, and use the mobile magic weapon and the items in the dimensional belt bag. If I can't do these things, I can't send the signal to reset the countdown.

"I am convinced that if I were unconscious, or imprisoned, or completely stripped of my belongings, I would not be able to do the specific things described in the set conditions, whether I personally wanted to or not. In this way, rebirth would be Mandatory after 24 hours.

"It's like a terrorist has installed a time bomb in the city center. Once he stops sending signals to delay the explosion, the bomb will explode. In this way, the police will not dare to kill him at will..."

"It's a pity that I can't use information that I don't know as a trigger condition, such as something happening on the other side of the earth. Otherwise, I would be able to achieve omniscience just by testing whether rebirth is triggered..."

Professor Black Amber was stunned by Russell's words, but Duncan seemed very interested.

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

Russell did not answer directly, but took out a bottle of translucent potion from his dimensional pocket:

"This is the flying potion I refined. It has changed due to the talent of the mutant. The potion in this bottle can fly itself, and the flight trajectory is controlled by my consciousness."

"So Russell, you set the object for resurrection to this bottle of potion? It must not be that simple, right?" Professor Black Amber asked in confusion.

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

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

ah? This time even Duncan was stunned for a moment:

"Can you set the resurrection point so small?"

"Yes." Russell replied calmly.

"I really envy the mutant's talent!" Duncan showed a disappointed expression.

"In short, I will use my mind to control the water molecule of the flying potion to stay in my body. Such a small resurrection point is almost impossible to find. When I want to be resurrected somewhere, I will use my mind to control the corresponding The water molecules fly to the corresponding location," Russell explained.

…

In the dream potion that Russell handed over, a drop of water so tiny that it was invisible contained the source of life for his resurrection.

In the conversation just now, Russell used a passionate speech to attract 001's attention, circumventing the fifth-grade legend's supersensory perception, and at the same time quietly controlled the corresponding water molecules to fly into 001's nasal cavity and enter the lungs.

When the boy behind the green barrier melted into roiling flesh and blood, Russell was also resurrected at the position of 001's lungs.

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

There was a whooshing sound, and with a flash of light, 001, who was standing where he was, disappeared, and his silhouette appeared several meters behind.

The figure of the young man with black hair and deep eyes is outlined in the position where 001 originally stood.

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

Actually let him escape! 001's eyes were frozen, but he was not afraid. He just raised his cane towards the young man in front of him.

So what if I escaped from the cell?

001 is convinced that with his strength, catching Russell will be easy.

Not to mention, all the extraordinary items on Russell's body have been confiscated, the three contracted creatures are not around, and the only demon king he can rely on has been locked in his heart with the strongest seal. And beside him, there is Ms. 012, the most powerful member of the Supreme Council.

Russell, who had just been reborn, was seen smiling, using his right hand as a claw, and suddenly grabbed his left chest.

The boiling crimson fountain splashes.

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

The blazing flames burst out in Russell's hands, and a shirtless male demon with black skin and toned muscles walked out of the red flames.

Demon King!

The Demon King has returned to the fifth grade level!